Paroles et traduction Bruno Grasso feat. Zaque & Fancy Freak - Super Rapero

Super Rapero

(A partir de ese momento todo cambió, es decir)

Super rapero abre los ojos, mira al techo, es un día nuevo
Y se levanta con más sueño, pone pies en suelo
Y pone a Mucho en el estéreo, mientras mueve el cuello
Se pone un panto nuevo y luego, Nikes blanco y negro
Camisa negra, aspecto serio
Le gusta Nas y Heltah Skeltah y se rapa el pelo
Se desayuna una cerveza y fuma un porro entero
Un wey de huevos vende hierba y rapea bien el perro
Super rapero no es del ghetto, si de un barrio feo
De la Madero, donde topa puro compa ñero
Rapero, puercos y rateros
Weyes malos y buenos; conoce a esos culeros, wey
Conoce el juego entero

Hijo de puta rapero (¿Qué?)
Todo el día fumando y ese wey siempre anda entero we

(Ahuevo) Ese wey no tiene pedos
Super rapero sabe hacerlo suave
Estilo y clase, siempre practica su rapeo pase lo que pase
Le sobran rimas y dinero, nadie sabe que hace
Refina, corta y mueve coca de gente importante
Kilos de mota, socios, rutas y diamantes
Dice que: "el rap es mal negocio para principiantes"
Que: "hay mucho raper mentiroso que quiere engañarte
Y ganan muy poco o su rap es poco interesante"
Si, si le encanta hablar de samples y le cagan los mc's
Medio entrenan medio saben medio le pegan al beat
Antes eran maleantes escuchando a Cypress Hill
Hoy todos son traperos o cantantes wannabe
Super rapero no hace free, no quiere oír
Y ha visto a varios por ahí iguales a ti
En tus batallas no hay nivel, él prefiere escribir
Y si hay fiesta de Lado B siempre quiere ir
(Lo crearon es una invención de alguien)

Super Rapper

(From that moment on everything changed, that is)

Super rapper opens his eyes, looks at the ceiling, it's a new day
And gets up with more sleep, puts feet on the ground
And puts Mucho on the stereo, while moving his neck
He puts on a new panto and then, black and white Nikes
A black shirt, a serious look
He likes Nas and Heltah Skeltah and he shaves his head
He has a beer for breakfast and smokes a whole joint
A guy with balls sells weed and raps well, the dog
Super rapper is not from the ghetto, if from an ugly neighborhood
From the Madero, where he only bumps into his friends
Rapper, pigs and thieves
Bad and good dudes; He knows those assholes, man
He knows the whole game

Motherfucker rapper (What?)
Smoking all day and that dude is always whole

(Of course) That dude has no problems
Super rapper knows how to do it smooth
Style and class, he always practices his rap no matter what happens
He has enough rhymes and money, nobody knows what he does
He refines, cuts and moves coke from important people
Kilos of weed, partners, routes and diamonds
He says that: "rap is a bad business for beginners"
That: "there are many lying rappers who want to fool you
And they earn very little or their rap is not very interesting"
Yes, yes he loves to talk about samples and he hates the mc's
Half trained, half skilled, half close to the beat
They used to be thugs listening to Cypress Hill
Today they are all trappers or wannabe singers
Super rapper does not do freestyle, he does not want to listen
And he has seen several out there just like you
There's no level in your battles, he prefers to write
And if there's an Lado B party he always wants to go
(They created it, it's somebody's invention)