Paroles et traduction Bubaseta - 4 Compases

4 Compases

Ahg que asco
¿Que haces?
Eres un ser repugnante

(Bubaseta)
Asi se hace pussy
Una vola crazy
Mi wacho easy
Se hace come flow de llecka
4 compases
Se hace hip hop nacional por fases
En el mismo cuello porque aqui
Se es de nuestra clase
Domestico de rap no se da chance
Fuck this
No seran papis
No existiran dueños del rap
Sapean como ratis
Un lapiz lapido
Una lombriz comparte con lombriz
El atico
En el underground no hay bis (bis)
Hechizo plastico
Esto es
Ritmo, trafico del rap
Las 4 ramas las juntamos y las nombramos HIP-HOP!
(Staylok)
Hoy ya no te falta na
Solo falta un falso paso
Para soltar todo lo que llevo dentro yo
Tus experiencias de la vida no
Pero abre los ojos pa darte cuenta de quien es real
O quien es falso
La clase no se hace, se nace yeah yeah
Y cada vez son menos los mas buenos poque
Eschucha bien (al que le toca le toca nomah)
Y aprovecha bien (bien) merecido
Ha sido para nosotros a sido oohh

(Aerstame)
Yo yo
Asi se hace
Mi plan con base
Es bubaseta junto al mov rock
En 4 compases
Damelo en fases, mi enlace
Pa hacer mi frase
Sigo pensando en que hacer
Una fila de choros humanos en trance
(Pram pram)
Yo sigo siendo pleno
Siguiendo pa adelante aerstame
Jamas le pone freno
El juego sucio compare
Esto es serio (ooh)
Siguendo pa adelante
Aqui no hay freno oh no no
Hace correr la cinta
Representa
Pudahuel y la tinta
Mmm no te tinca
Chapalapachala y la maldita
Pinta, tu princa brinca
Salta al principio sin dejar pistas
Esto nace y crece ahora
De una forma distinta.

4 Bars

Ugh, that's gross
What are you doing?
You're a disgusting creature

(Bubaseta)
That's how it's done, kitty
A crazy high
My boy, easy
He does a flow for a blowjob
4 bars
This is national hip hop by phases
In the same neck because here
We are of our class
Domestic of rap, not given a chance
Fuck this
They will not be daddies
There will be no owners of rap
Peeking like rats
A grave pencil
An earthworm shares with an earthworm
The attic
There's no encore in the underground
Plastic charm
This is
Rhythm, traffic of rap
The 4 branches we put together and name them HIP-HOP!
(Staylok)
Today you lack nothing
Only one false step is missing
To release everything I carry inside me
Your life experiences do not
But open your eyes to realize who is real
Or who is fake
Class is not made, it is born, yeah, yeah
And every time there are fewer of the best because
Listen well (whoever it touches touches, nomah)
And take advantage of it well (well) deserved
It has been for us it has been, oohh

(Aerstame)
Yo, yo
That's how it's done
My plan with base
Is Bubaseta with the rock mov
In 4 bars
Give it to me in phases, my connection
To make my sentence
I keep thinking about what to do
A line of human choruses in a trance
(Bang bang)
I'm still full
Going forward, aerstame
Never puts the brakes on
The dirty game, man
This is serious (ooh)
Moving forward
Here there are no brakes, oh no no
It makes the tape run
Represents
Pudahuel and the ink
Mmm, don't you like it?
Chapalapachala and the damn
Paint, your princess jumps
Jump at the beginning without leaving a trace
This is born and grows now
In a different way.