Paroles et traduction El Chojin feat. Lion Sitté - Me dijeron

Me dijeron

No se como de elegante va a ser esto pero, quiero dedicar este tema a todos aquellos sabios que pronosticaron que nunca llegaría a ningún lado. ¿Sabéis quienes sois, no? No podeis imaginar lo agradable que es cuando nos cruzamos... jaja!
La vida da satisfacciones
Después de la indiferencia que me mostraba la directora del cole.
Jamas aprendió, ni a pronunciar mi nombre,
Ahora quiere que vaya a su centro a repartir lecciones.
"Rapear es de perdedores",
Eso me dijo una noche un camello al verme el abono transporte;
Teníamos 19 y él tenia coche.
Le quite la piva, y ahora en el facebook pide que le agregue... jeje!
Muchas gracias gente!
Los vecinos de mis padres dicen que me han visto la tele,
Bueeeno! Yo se que mienten
Solo quieren decirme algo porque saben que salgo en la tele.
Es curioso como el odio come a algunos,
Quieren que tragases, que seas por siempre uno de los suyos.
Tiran de ti para evitar tus triunfos pero...
Já!... conmigo no os funciono...
Hoy os quiero decir que...
Gracias por no confiar en mi!
Y os quiero decir que...
Sois mi inspiración para seguir!
Cuando saque mi primer disco,
Me dieron tantos palos como a Jesucristo.
Me podría haber rendido...
Otros muchos lo hicieron pero... ¿sabes?, no es mi estilo.
Si quieres échale un ojo a mi libro...
¿Cuantos grupos salieron? ¿cuantos se han mantenido?
Los jóvenes ni siquiera recuerdan sus nombres
Porque ser pasado, no es ser historia ¿lo oyes?
Es el sonido de logica
Ellos lo daban todo mientras yo trabajaba en mi historia y...
Ahora les duele y me odian
Como si yo fuera el culpable de que se hayan quedado sin gloria.
Puede ser que la lección mas cruel sea
"Saber que ha estado ahí, pero dejaste que el tren se fuera"
Pero... ¿yo? ¿Que quieres que le haga?
Los que pierden, no deben de culpar a los que ganan.
Hoy os quiero decir que...
Gracias por no confiar en mi!
Y os quiero decir que...
Sois mi inspiración para seguir!
En Torrejón ni Dios apostaba por mí, decían
Que era aburrida tanta letra comprometida.
Hablaban mierda y a la vez me temían
Porque eran duros en sus rimas pero yo lo era en el día a día.
Recuerdo en el Ayuntamiento,
Un concejal me llamó vándalo por ir escribiendo tequeos.
Años después resulta que soy un ejemplo
Y un motivo de orgullo para la juventud del pueblo.
Me pondran una calle, y si no, al tiempo
Y cuando lo hagan diré que me lo merezco.
Toda una vida consagrada a la cultura con minúsculas si quieres
La cultura que a mi mas me gusta!
La de la calle, la de la gente del barrio
La que se entiende, sin significaos abstractos
La que si dicen mierda! ... quiere decir mierda!
La cultura que me representa.
Hoy os quiero decir que...
Gracias por no confiar en mi!
Y os quiero decir que...
Sois mi inspiración para seguir!
By R.R.G

They Told Me

I don't know how elegant this is going to be, but I want to dedicate this song to all those wise guys who predicted I would never get anywhere. You know who you are, right? You can't imagine how pleasant it is when we cross paths... haha!
Life gives you satisfaction
After the indifference shown to me by the school principal.
She never learned to even pronounce my name,
Now she wants me to come to her school and give lessons.
"Rapping is for losers,"
That's what a drug dealer told me one night when he saw my travel pass;
We were 19 and he had a car.
I stole his girl, and now he wants me to add him on Facebook... hehe!
Thank you so much, people!
My parents' neighbors say they've seen me on TV,
Well! I know they're lying
They just want to tell me something because they know I'm on TV.
It's funny how hatred eats some people up,
They want you to swallow, to be one of them forever.
They pull you down to avoid your triumphs but...
Ha!... it didn't work with me...
Today I want to tell you that...
Thank you for not believing in me!
And I want to tell you that...
You are my inspiration to keep going!
When I released my first album,
They gave me as many sticks as Jesus Christ.
I could have given up...
Many others did, but... you know, it's not my style.
If you want, take a look at my book...
How many groups came out? How many have remained?
Young people don't even remember their names
Because being past is not being history, do you hear?
It's the sound of logic
They gave it their all while I was working on my story and...
Now it hurts them and they hate me
As if I were to blame for them being left without glory.
Maybe the cruelest lesson is
"Knowing it was there, but you let the train go"
But... me? What do you want me to do?
Losers shouldn't blame the winners.
Today I want to tell you that...
Thank you for not believing in me!
And I want to tell you that...
You are my inspiration to keep going!
In Torrejón, nobody bet on me, they said
That so much committed lyrics were boring.
They talked shit and at the same time they feared me
Because they were tough in their rhymes but I was in the day to day.
I remember in the City Hall,
A councilman called me a vandal for writing graffiti.
Years later, it turns out that I am an example
And a source of pride for the youth of the town.
They will name a street after me, and if not, in time
And when they do, I will say that I deserve it.
A whole life dedicated to culture with a lowercase c if you like
The culture that I like the most!
The culture of the street, the culture of the people of the neighborhood
The one that is understood, without abstract meanings
The one that if they say shit! ... it means shit!
The culture that represents me.
Today I want to tell you that...
Thank you for not believing in me!
And I want to tell you that...
You are my inspiration to keep going!
By R.R.G