Paroles et traduction Cartel de Santa - Don De Dios

Don De Dios

Lo que hoy sale de mi vos, atacando el microphone,
Mis ojos nunca lo han visto pero se corre el rumor,
De un lugar dentro de la capital, en mexico distrito federal,
Donde la impunidad sino se compra se arrebata,
Donde el que mata canta "pero sigo siendo el rey",
Y el que se peina marcha como en toda calle ley, checa wey,
Alli los empresarios no traen saco ni corbata,
Los discos piratas se venden por millones
Y mil malandros rifan en los puros callejones,
Ellos oyen mis canciones antes de que salga el disco,
Como ven en exclusiva para el barrio de tepito,
Al chile ni me aguito, yo se como esta el pedo,
Nadie puede tapar el sol con un solo dedo, chance y
Lopez obrador
Jala para el meromero, junto con los de la chota contadores y banqueros
Por que feria es feria, por que feria es jefe a lo cabrón,
Por que feria es feria, por que feria es narco, padrote,
Por que feria es, lo que cualquier morrito del barrio
Quiere llegar a ser,
Jefe a lo cabron, por que feria es feria(narco), feria
(Padrote), feria
Por que los que me conocen saben que desde los doce he
Sido un warrio,
A mi nadie me cuenta lo que es la vida en el barrio,
Yo se a que sabe el penal,
Y la traición de un hermano,
Ya estando encerrado se ve quien es tu carnal,
Esta rima es dedicada pa los compas de verdad,
Si me fuiste a visitar sabes que estas incluido,
Que el wey que me dio volteon es fecha que no lo olvido,
Parecido a jorge y chepo, al chile que lo he vivido,
Con respeto pa tepito, como lo vivo lo tiro,
Decidido a superarse llega el Pomel con el cartel,
Preferible que les cante, que en la calle los asalte,
Que no wachas en el verso mi lenguaje de maleante.
Por que feria es feria, por que feria es jefe a lo cabrón,
Por que feria es feria, por que feria es narco, padrote,
Por que feria es, lo que cualquier morrito del barrio
Quiere llegar a ser,
Jefe a lo cabron, por que feria es feria(narco),
Feria(padrote), feria
Hermanos, traiciones, pericos, fogones, perros,
Malandros y calles de honores,
En este lugar nada es ciencia ficcion, simplemente
Todo es un don de dios,
Tepito barrio de barrios cuidado,
Ahi lo errores te salen muy caros,
El que la hace la tiene que pagar,
Apenas cuentas claras pa que dure la amistad,
El respeto se gana,
Pero no te garantiza que depiertes el dia de mañana,
Y no crean que esto es un mito, todo es real,
Todo es hecho en tepito

Gift From God

What comes out of my voice today, attacking the microphone,
My eyes have never seen it, but the rumor spreads,
Of a place within the capital, in Mexico City,
Where impunity is either bought or taken by force,
Where the one who kills sings "but I'm still the king",
And the one who combs his hair walks like it's the law on every street, check it out,
There, businessmen don't wear suits or ties,
Pirated records are sold by the millions,
And a thousand thugs rule in the alleys,
They hear my songs before the album comes out,
Like, look, exclusively for the Tepito neighborhood,
Honestly, I don't back down, I know how things are,
Nobody can cover the sun with one finger, maybe even
Lopez Obrador
Is in cahoots with the cops, accountants, and bankers
Because money is money, because money is the boss, damn it,
Because money is money, because money is drug lord, pimp,
Because money is what any kid from the hood
Wants to become,
A badass boss, because money is money (drugs), money
(Pimp), money
Because those who know me know that since I was twelve I've
Been a warrior,
Nobody needs to tell me what life in the hood is like,
I know what prison tastes like,
And the betrayal of a brother,
Once you're locked up, you see who your real brother is,
This rhyme is dedicated to the true homies,
If you came to visit me, you know you're included,
The dude who turned his back on me, I haven't forgotten him to this day,
Similar to Jorge and Chepo, I swear I've lived it,
With respect to Tepito, I spit it like I live it,
Determined to improve, El Pomel arrives with the Cartel,
It's better that I sing to you than rob you on the street,
Don't be surprised by my thug language in the verses.
Because money is money, because money is the boss, damn it,
Because money is money, because money is drug lord, pimp,
Because money is what any kid from the hood
Wants to become,
A badass boss, because money is money (drugs),
Money (pimp), money
Brothers, betrayals, cocaine, stoves, dogs,
Thugs and streets of honor,
In this place, nothing is science fiction, simply
Everything is a gift from God,
Tepito, neighborhood of neighborhoods, be careful,
There, mistakes are very expensive,
Whoever does it has to pay for it,
Just clear accounts for the friendship to last,
Respect is earned,
But it doesn't guarantee you'll wake up tomorrow,
And don't think this is a myth, it's all real,
Everything is made in Tepito