Paroles et traduction Falsalarma - La Experiencia

La Experiencia

El Santo
(Yooo) dulce amor amargo,
Es lo que cargo,
En este cargo,
Asi que la largo,
Si me ves trincar un dardo,
Pa' lanzarlo ponte a salvo,
Quebranto la norma y hoy me desmarco,
Pasando por alto,
Demuestro lo valgo,
Ya transcurrido este largo letargo,
Resurgo intacto, y rapto un estilo exacto,
Ya mostré mi pacto, y causo impacto,
Cuestion de tacto,
Se que no fui apto,
Para desmantelar desfalco,
Pero estais escuxando en el pacto,
De lo cual me jacto,
En este acto me guia el olfato,
Tras mostrar sonrisar y alegrias, lagrimas y llantos,
Sentimientos ya son tantos,
Que incluso a veces dudo y no me planto,
Y se que con el paso de los años,
Sigo siendo el mismo Santo,
Y empezé temblando,
En un casal de Sardañolas.
Me dio negativo el metodo
Petalo de amapola,
Continua mi ilusion en mi posicion de la cola,
Ya me tope con el primer elepé,
Y me elevé a la cresta de esta ola,
Y se que todo mola,
Cnd se divisa desde fuera,
Cnt trote hasta desgaste estas suelas,
Sin espuelas cree escuela,
Y si aun no vuelas,
Mejor practica, entrena y espera ahi fuera,
(Dime) q se consigue de cualquier manera?,
Sin golpes no se aprende,
Asi q no se q es lo q esperas,
Veras ten fe en los q son, y eran,
Toleran, veneran, a los que esperan ahi fuera,
Para conquistar la esfera,
El rap y su escena,
En cualquier caso vale la pena,
Aunque a veces aseguro q quema el emblema,
Mantengo mi lema,
En este tema,
No temas, si pierdes mas cobertura q amena,
Venga levanta tu antena,
No habra problema,
Siempre que pongas empeño,
Frunzo el ceño,
Y si quiero te enseño,
A caminar por estos rios inundados en lava,
Esta perdida bala,
Malabares de rima clavabas,
Me alaban,
Susperacion es hacerlo perfecto,
Mantenerse recto,
Frente al micro en pieza clave o en directo,
Yo solo se que se hacer esto,
Y es clavar el texto,
Contra anorexicos, tisicos lexicos sin exitos

Son ... años de experiencia, fallo tras fallo,
Cuento con esto, aprende de los fallos,
Son ... años de experiencia, fallo tras fallo,
Cuento con esto, aprende de los fallos,

Titó
Quizas seamos iguales,
No obstante a base de croches,
La experiencia nos acoje,
En el portal de un bloque,
En Termes, Sabadell,
Aqui tira mas la coca que el polen,
El pop en el barrio, esta pobre,
Falsalarma como soporte hace de dolmen,
Si hay hambre come,
A cualquier rival con nombre,
Seremos el golden a golpe,
Solo es (rap como deporte),
Todo un logro,
Estar aqui al loro,
Con dos disco solo,
Pasandolo bien con vosotros,
Gracias por vuestro apoyo en cada bolo,
Absorto quede hasta que la esencia me escogio,
Y lo vi todo de distinto color,
Desde mis dos ojos verdes,
Me enteré y en tren entrené,
Con mi hermananos a drede,
Supe de q pie cojeaba,
Cada eme ce y le regale un patinete,
Competicion a esto somete,
De lo contrario vete,
Iremos a la estacion a verte,
Con cohetes,
Es normal que se nos diferencie,
Marcamos epoca,
Y esto dara coba xa otra mas,
Como arnold schwarzenegger con conan,
Llego nuestro turno ya,
Tu rap crea bulla,
Mi rap se estudia en cualquier lugar de la peninsula,
Nos congratulan,
Vienen a vernos hasta en funicular o en buga,
Mide tu globulo ocular,
Si en concierto no nos as visto nunca,
Apunta o te saldran canas,
Mi sueño es vivir del rap,
Viajar, poder tocar algun dia en Punta Cana,
Como no mis papas desean q sus hijos triunfen como grupo,
Por un año o dos,
Temporalmente como los Europe,
En su mundo babean como bulldogs,
A ver a sus dos hijos juntos entre aplausos,
Y no como unos vagabundos,
Consiguiendo metas juntos con orgullo y sudor,
Dejare claro quienes son,
Neas, dycache, santo y titó

The Experience

El Santo
(Yo) sweet bitter love,
It's what I carry,
In this burden,
So I release it,
If you see me grab a dart,
To throw it, get to safety,
I break the norm and today I step aside,
Overlooking,
I show what I'm worth,
After this long lethargy has passed,
I resurface intact, and snatch an exact style,
I already showed my pact, and I cause impact,
A matter of tact,
I know I wasn't fit,
To dismantle embezzlement,
But you're listening to the pact,
Of which I boast,
In this act I am guided by my sense of smell,
After showing smiles and joys, tears and cries,
Feelings are already so many,
That even sometimes I doubt and I don't stand my ground,
And I know that with the passing of the years,
I'm still the same Saint,
And I started trembling,
In a Sardañolas house.
The method gave me a negative
Poppy petal,
My illusion continues in my position at the back of the line,
I already ran into the first LP,
And I rose to the crest of this wave,
And I know everything is cool,
When it's seen from the outside,
With how much I trot until I wear out these soles,
Without spurs, he creates a school,
And if you still don't fly,
Better practice, train and wait out there,
(Tell me) what is achieved in any way?,
Without blows you don't learn,
So I don't know what you're waiting for,
You see, have faith in those who are, and were,
They tolerate, venerate, those who wait out there,
To conquer the sphere,
Rap and its scene,
In any case it's worth it,
Although sometimes I assure you that the emblem burns,
I keep my motto,
In this topic,
Fear not, if you lose more coverage than amena,
Come on, raise your antenna,
There will be no problem,
As long as you put in the effort,
I frown,
And if I want to, I'll show you,
To walk through these rivers flooded with lava,
This lost bullet,
You nailed rhyme juggling,
They praise me,
Overcoming is doing it perfectly,
Stay straight,
In front of the microphone in a key piece or live,
I only know how to do this,
And it's to nail the text,
Against anorexics, consumptive lexicons without success

They are ... years of experience, failure after failure,
I count on this, learn from mistakes,
They are ... years of experience, failure after failure,
I count on this, learn from mistakes,

Titó
Perhaps we are the same,
However, based on eighth notes,
Experience welcomes us,
In the portal of a block,
In Termes, Sabadell,
Here coke pulls more than pollen,
Pop in the neighborhood, it's poor,
False alarm as support acts as a dolmen,
If there is hunger, eat,
To any rival with a name,
We will be the golden at a blow,
It's just (rap as a sport),
Quite an achievement,
Being here on the lookout,
With two albums alone,
Having a good time with you,
Thank you for your support at each gig,
I was absorbed until the essence chose me,
And I saw everything in a different color,
From my two green eyes,
I found out and trained on the train,
With my brothers in fear,
I knew which foot he was limping on,
Each eme ce and I gave him a scooter,
Competition submits to this,
Otherwise go away,
We will go to the station to see you,
With rockets,
It is normal for us to be differentiated,
We mark an era,
And this will give coba for another one,
Like arnold schwarzenegger with conan,
Our turn has come,
Your rap creates noise,
My rap is studied anywhere in the peninsula,
They congratulate us,
They come to see us even on a funicular or in a buga,
Measure your eyeball,
If you've never seen us in concert,
Write it down or you'll get gray hair,
My dream is to live off rap,
Travel, to be able to play someday in Punta Cana,
Of course my parents want their children to succeed as a group,
For a year or two,
Temporarily like the Europeans,
In their world they drool like bulldogs,
To see their two children together amidst applause,
And not like some vagabonds,
Achieving goals together with pride and sweat,
I will make it clear who they are,
Neas, dycache, santo and titó