Paroles et traduction Cyril Kamer - CAIN

CAIN

El 50 Cent europeo, nigga, ajá
Si no lo veo, no lo creo, nigga
22 Los Rebelde'

Perdóname, Dios, pero si me falta dinero, tendré que salir a cazar, yah
La suerte no estuvo a mi lado
Ya no confío en el azar (eh)

Si se trata de familia
Claro que la voy a usar
Aunque se llenen de envidia
Yo no voy a fracasar

Estoy metido en la calle desde que tengo los fifteen
No me fío de mucha gente, te traicionan a lo Caín
Bendicione' me están lloviendo, ahora sí que me veo clean
Policía sigue jodiendo, piensan que vendo cocaine

Corto como una, corto como una, corto como una tijera (ah-ah)
Par de hermano' en la nevera por llenarse su cartera
No me pillaron la primera, pero me jodí en la tercera
Y me dicen: "negro, relaja, sigue enfocado en tu carrera"

Hablan de calle, pero no saben de la calle, el que vende nunca lo consume
Si te preguntan a ti, no te ponga' a hablar mucho, tú solamente resume
Lo pillarán porque tú solito te delatas en las rede' lo presume
Mucho' me abandonaron porque estaba restando, ya volverán cuando sume

Si tú no quiere' problema', pues no seas tonto, solamente sal del medio
La fiscalía me dijo que estaba perdido, que no tenía remedio
Eres mi hermano o eres mi enemigo, para mí no existen los intermedio'
Tengo una norma clavada en el pecho, no hablo con poli' ni hablo con los medios (shh)

Los franceses me escuchan, dicen muy duro, todos dicen: "Oh lá lá"
"Big Papa" me dicen: "insh'Allah", triunfaremos, tío, ojalá
No me ayudan en el proceso, pero si quieren el éxito
Mis bolsillo' se ha puesto obeso, pero el tuyo sigue muy flaquito

Yo me la juego si hablamo' de más de tres ceros, espero que eso me rente
¿Cómo podéis compararme con esos niñatos, cuando yo era un delincuente?
Cuando yo tengo a mi hermano firmando los lunes por haber sido un demente
Si te pillamo' de frente, no existe tu rambo, el rambo no es para siempre

Yo sé que no creías en mí, yo sé que eras un ateo
Ahora te veo en el otro bando colaborando con los feo'
Diablo, eso se ve feo, los fiscale' los detesto
Ni siquiera leo la carta porque es que es muy largo el texto

Gracias a Dios que yo me he salvado y a gracias a mi abogado Luis
Ello' querían meterme preso, como serie de vis-a-vis
Pero soy más de Prison Break, Moha, dile ello' son fake'
En misione' no hay errores, en misione' no hay mistakes

Me lo he ganado solito, a ninguno le he mamao (yeah)
Con ello' yo no compito, hace tiempo le' he pasao (eh)
Vivía de los delito', pero ya lo' he dejao (eh)
Pa' mí tú ere' un tontito aunque tú hayas estudiao

Estoy metido en la calle desde que tengo los fifteen
No me fío de mucha gente, te traicionan a lo Caín
Bendicione' me están lloviendo, ahora sí que me veo clean
Policía sigue jodiendo, piensan que vendo cocaine

Éramos buenos cuando era pequeños, pero nos jodimos con la adolescencia
He tratado con muchos gilipollas y por eso yo ya no tengo paciencia
Muchos empiezan robando una chuche, luego se convierte en robo con violencia
En la calle no te puedes fiar, nunca te lleves de una apariencia

No confío, nigga, trust nobody (nah, nah)
Con los guantes y la Napapijri (ah)
Cojo el money, me voy de safari
En dos años yo me compro un Rari

O si no un Rolls-Royce
Dice que le gusta escuchar my voice (yeah)
Escúchame hermano, ¿quién coño sois?
Si en la calle sois unos toys

No son tan duros en el face to face
Pero son duros en Insta y Face
Ya no me sorprende que os viréis
Y si me disparan, mejor no falléis

Ella de la calle es una G
Pero viste caro, flow Becky G
Ella e' la más dura de la uni
Como soy un duro, me quiere a mí

Estoy metido en la calle desde que tengo los fifteen
No me fío de mucha gente, te traicionan a lo Caín
Bendicione' me están lloviendo, ahora sí que me veo clean
Policía sigue jodiendo, piensan que vendo cocaine

Corto como una, corto como una, corto como una tijera
Par de hermano' en la nevera por llenarse su cartera
No me pillaron la primera, pero me jodí en la tercera
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, hey

CAIN

The European 50 Cent, nigga, aha
If I don't see it, I don't believe it, nigga
22 The Rebels'

Forgive me, God, but if I lack money, I'll have to go out hunting, yah
Luck was not by my side
I don't trust chance anymore (eh)

If it's about family
Of course I'm going to use it
Even if they are filled with envy
I'm not going to fail

I've been stuck on the street since I got the fifteen
I don't trust a lot of people, they betray you like Cain
Bless 'em it's raining on me, now I do look clean...
Police keep fucking around, they think I sell cocaine

Short as one, short as one, short as a scissors (ah-ah)
Brother's pair' in the fridge for filling his wallet
I didn't get caught the first one, but I got screwed on the third one
And they tell me: "nigga, relax, stay focused on your career"

They talk about the street, but they don't know about the street, the one who sells never consumes it
If they ask you, don't start talking too much, you just summarize
They'll catch him because you're the one who gives yourself away on the networks,' he brags
A lot ' they abandoned me because I was subtracting, they will come back when I add

If you don't want 'trouble', then don't be silly, just get out of the way
The prosecutor's office told me that I was lost, that I had no remedy
Are you my brother or are you my enemy, for me there are no in-betweens'
I have a rule stuck in my chest, I don't talk to poly' and I don't talk to the media (shh)

The French listen to me, they say very hard, they all say: "Oh lá lá"
"Big Papa" they say to me: "insh'Allah", we will succeed, man, I wish
They don't help me in the process, but if they want success
My pocket ' has become obese, but yours is still very skinny

I'll play if we talk about more than three zeros, I hope that will help me
How can you compare me to those little kids, when I was a criminal?
When I have my brother signing on Mondays for having been a demented
If we catch you in the face, there is no such thing as your rambo, the rambo is not forever

I know you didn't believe in me, I know you were an atheist
Now I see you on the other side collaborating with the ugly'
Damn, that looks ugly, the fiscale' I hate them
I don't even read the letter because the text is too long

Thank God that I have been saved and thanks to my lawyer Luis
They wanted to put me in jail, as a series of vis-a-vis
But I'm more of a Prison Break, Moha, tell him that 'they're fake'
In misione' there are no mistakes, in misione' there are no...

I've earned it on my own, I've never had a mom (yeah)
With it 'I don't compete, it's been a while' I've passed (eh)
I was living on crime', but I've already left it (eh)
For 'me you are' a little fool even if you have studied

I've been stuck on the street since I got the fifteen
I don't trust a lot of people, they betray you like Cain
Bless 'em it's raining on me, now I do look clean...
Police keep fucking around, they think I sell cocaine

We were good when I was little, but we fucked with adolescence
I've dealt with a lot of assholes and that's why I don't have patience anymore
Many people start by stealing a candy, then it turns into robbery with violence
On the street you can't trust yourself, never take an appearance

I don't trust, nigga, trust nobody (nah, nah)
With the gloves and the Napapijri (ah)
I take the money, I'm going on safari
In two years I will buy a Rari

Or if not a Rolls-Royce
She says she likes to listen to my voice (yeah)
Listen to me brother, who the fuck are you?
If you are a toy on the street

They are not so hard on the face to face
But they are hard on Insta and Face
It no longer surprises me that you turn
And if they shoot me, better not miss

She from the street is a G
But you wear expensive, flow Becky G
She's the toughest one at UNI
Because I'm a tough guy, he wants me

I've been stuck on the street since I got the fifteen
I don't trust a lot of people, they betray you like Cain
Bless 'em it's raining on me, now I do look clean...
Police keep fucking around, they think I sell cocaine

Short as one, short as one, short as a scissors
Brother's pair' in the fridge for filling his wallet
I didn't get caught the first one, but I got screwed on the third one
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, hey