Paroles et traduction C-Kan - Culpame A Mi

Culpame A Mi

Prendi la radio, la web y la tv
Dicen que me vendi, ven culpame a mi
Y que su talento lo perdieron por ahi
Andale, tipico, hechame la culpa a mi
Que cuando me muera nadie va a llorar por mi
Y eso que, si quites, hablando de mi
Si canto feo pues que estan haciendo aqui
Siguele, correle, ven culpame a mi

Pasenle envidiosos que ya esta lista la mesa
Les servi su envidia, chismes y ego con pereza
Dejen que mi fama se les suba a la cabeza
Y calleron de rebote como roche con cerveza
Yo no confundo la musica y los mitotes
Mira los changitos colgando de mi garrote
Por su porvenir, no vengan a intervenir
No estamos donde su mierda
Y no nos gusta dividir
Que si el grabo regueton
Que salio en television
Son como paty chapoi
No apoyan de corazon
Y critican, les pica verte estar en donde estas
Una persona exitosa no habla mal de los demas
Hoy
Mucho cantante quiere hacer comparaciones
Que si las ventas o las colaboraciones
Y como se que toda accion te trae reacciones
Solo respondi, Yo si escribo mis canciones
Porque con esta en dos pedasos los parti
Tu sigue, como vas, hablando de mi
Pasan los años pero ellos siguen ahi
Miralos, caducos, no me culpe a mi
Tanto frustrar de estar rogando por un beat
Andale, tirame, habla mal de mi
Que cuando tiran yo de gira ya me fui
Ni te oi pero tu, ven culpame a mi
Cuando me interese yo puedo preguntarles
A quien se supone que debo de mostrarles
Por que yo me la se, hace 10 años no les pido nada
Desde que inicie hasta la fecha sigo en la jugada
Que yo sepa no hay manual ni sindicato HIP HOP
Si no canto como su idolo, el que esta mal soy yo
Que aporten, traten que la envidia no les noten
Que cada quien haga de su rap un papalote
Porque desde los tiempos de rapear en mi cochera
Yo lo voy a seguir haciendo por los que me oyen afuera
Y si preguntas por los haters que se buscan tiraderas
Recuerden que yo retire raperos de a deberas
Tengo letra para varios, pa acabarles la carrera
Y videos de su mujer que bailando se me encuera
Ya mas de 6 artistas firmados en mi disquera
Vez! no tengo tiempo pa chingaderas
Que si maxo se discute pa los beats
Que va ser tipico criticarme a mi
Maestro Alex si preguntan PUES YO FUI
Si total, seguiran, hablando de mi
Master y traxs juntos con la MOB
Y si no le gusta pues, pongale de aqui
Porque mis rolas se convierten en un heat
Andale, de eso si, ven culpame a mi

Blame Me

Turn on the radio, the web, and the TV
They say I sold out, yeah, blame it on me
And that their talent got lost somewhere
Come on, typical, put the blame on me
That when I die, no one will cry for me
So what, if you quit, talking about me
If I sing bad, then what are you doing here?
Keep going, run, come blame it on me

Envious people, come on in, the table is set
I served your envy, gossip, and ego with laziness
Let my fame go to your head
And fall by chance like a fool with beer
I don't confuse music and gossip
Look at the little monkeys hanging from my stick
For their future, don't come to intervene
We're not where your shit is
And we don't like to divide
That if I record reggaeton
That I appeared on television
They're like Paty Chapoy
They don't support from the heart
And they criticize, it stings them to see you where you are
A successful person doesn't speak ill of others
Today
Many singers want to make comparisons
Whether it's sales or collaborations
And since I know that every action brings reactions
I simply replied, "I do write my own songs"
Because with this one I broke them in two
Keep going, as you are, talking about me
Years go by, but they're still there
Look at them, outdated, don't blame me
So much frustration from begging for a beat
Come on, shoot me, talk bad about me
That when they shoot, I'm already gone on tour
I didn't even hear you, but you, come blame me
When I'm interested, I can ask them
Who am I supposed to show them?
Because I know, I haven't asked them for anything in 10 years
From the beginning until now, I'm still in the game
As far as I know, there's no HIP HOP manual or union
If I don't sing like their idol, the one who's wrong is me
Let them contribute, try not to let envy show
Let each one make their rap a kite
Because from the times of rapping in my garage
I'm going to keep doing it for those who listen to me outside
And if you ask about the haters who are looking for beefs
Remember that I retired rappers for real
I have lyrics for several, to end their careers
And videos of their wives dancing naked for me
Already more than 6 artists signed to my label
See! I don't have time for bullshit
That if Maxo is arguing over beats
That it will be typical to criticize me
Maestro Alex if they ask, IT WAS ME
Anyway, they will continue, talking about me
Master and Traxs together with the MOB
And if you don't like it, then put it on from here
Because my songs turn into a heat
Come on, for that, yes, blame me