Paroles et traduction Faruz Feet - 120 Barras: Capítulo 3

120 Barras: Capítulo 3

Dios mío tú ponme si hay jale palabra no vine a ser pobre
Lo que ejerces pa' llegar arriba es lo mismo que otro da pa' que no la logres
Con la misma pasión que el día uno, cuando grababa en adobe
Los cuartitos en una azotea hoy mira la casi papi no es de adobe

Puro pico y pala metiéndole para casa
Lo que de niño decían que solo eran sueños
Pero siempre obtengo lo que me propongo a base de empeño
Por eso lo que digan hoy solo se me resbala

Sé que me señalan unos a la mala
Por eso no cuentes nada a menos que tengan tu confianza
Por qué si no oran para que no se cumpla
Mejor hazlo callado el dinero y la envidia a gran escala

Crecerán te lo juro por experiencia
Hoy se que todo es con la paciencia
Barras y flow es toda mi ciencia
Me gane el respeto sin perder mi esencia

Unas Act ll y una soda
Me casé con este sonido hice un pacto y una boda
En el insta ¿Cómo dices que le apodan?
Estoy lleno de etiquetas como vistiendo a la moda uf

Técnicas en mi mente reposan
Veo a mucho raperito que lo endiosan
Están siguiendo fórmulas de respeto no gozan
Mientras lo que escriban sea mucho menor a todo lo que posan

Por eso se distingue entre todos mi lírica
Callados y gesteando parece practica mímica
Tu compra el CD Digital o adquiere el Digipack
De costa a costa como en sus tiempos Biggie y Pac

No me sorprende por qué esta es mi profesión
Le hacen mueca lo que escribo esas son líneas de expresión
Soy el de lentes y a ellos les falta visión
Yo no fallo en ningún verso ni en mis beats ya es tradición

Aunque más de una vez pensé en retirarme
Dejar todo esto y a otra cosa dedicarme
Muchos me olvidaron mi trabajo a de vengarme
Siempre fui semilla y no creyeron cuando fueron a enterrarme

Sin un peso en la bolsa al perdedor quien iba a amarle
Sin un peso en la bolsa y enferma quien va a velarle
Amigos su dinero y nada más puede faltarle
Por eso si te contesto es insultarme

Cuelgo ese teléfono recibo otra llamada
Detrás del escenario me hice el que no escuchaba
Y solo era mi madre quería decir que me amaba
Y mañana que ya no esté me culpare que me costaba

Aunque Ernesto me dijo que todo eso era un balance
Era saber perder sin tener que lamentarse
La gente nos aplaude por trasmitir estas frases
Pero rapearlo y no aplicarlo es engañarse

En fin otro tema eh pulido mi trayectoria
Tu te mamoneas y en la web te vanaglorias
Llevas tu USB al evento pero no llevas memoria
Y digo todos por la verga mientras pasó las historias

Mija no alcanzó a llegar si quieres cáele
A lo nuestro le puse un punto final ya no más braille
El coco bajo el gorro como un fraile
Estos raperos siguen mis pasos les pongo un baile

Mira mijo nunca quise fama si es tu meta es cómico
Siempre preferí hacer peso como un pedo metabólico
Cargo otra materia puesto que mi estado es sólido
No igualas mis notas papi no te hablo de sol y do

Como un volado nunca das la cara
Mi carrera es disfunción eréctil ya nada la para
Otro concierto miramos llena la grada
Como volver a tener pelo se acabaron las entradas
(King kong, King kong, King kong, King kong...)

120 Bars: Chapter 3

My God, if there's work, put me on it, I didn't come here to be poor,
What you do to get to the top is the same thing another gives so you don't achieve it.
With the same passion as day one, when I recorded in adobe,
The little rooms on a rooftop, today look at it, almost papi, it's not made of adobe.

Pure pick and shovel, putting it in for the house,
What they said as a child were just dreams,
But I always get what I set out to do based on effort,
That's why what they say today just slides off me.

I know some people point at me in a bad way,
So don't tell anyone anything unless they have your trust,
Because if they don't, they pray that it won't come true,
Better do it quietly, money and envy on a large scale.

They will grow, I swear to you from experience,
Today I know that everything is with patience,
Bars and flow is all my science,
I earned respect without losing my essence.

Some Act ll and a soda,
I married this sound, I made a pact and a wedding,
On Insta, how do you say they call him?
I'm full of tags like dressing in fashion uf.

Techniques rest in my mind,
I see a lot of little rappers who idolize him,
They're following formulas, they don't enjoy respect,
As long as what they write is much less than everything they pose.

That's why my lyrics stand out among all of them,
Silent and gesturing, it looks like mime practice,
Buy the Digital CD or get the Digipack,
From coast to coast like Biggie and Pac in their day.

It doesn't surprise me because this is my profession,
They make faces at what I write, those are lines of expression,
I'm the one with glasses and they lack vision,
I don't fail in any verse or in my beats, it's already a tradition.

Although more than once I thought about retiring,
Leaving all this and dedicating myself to something else,
Many have forgotten me, my work has to take revenge,
I was always a seed and they didn't believe when they went to bury me.

Without a peso in the bag, who was going to love the loser,
Without a peso in the bag and sick, who is going to watch over her,
Friends, their money and nothing more can be missing,
That's why if I answer you, it's to insult me.

I hang up that phone, I get another call,
Behind the stage I pretended I didn't hear,
And it was just my mother, she wanted to say that she loved me,
And tomorrow when she's gone, I'll blame myself that it was hard for me.

Although Ernesto told me that all that was a balance,
It was knowing how to lose without having to regret,
People applaud us for transmitting these phrases,
But rapping it and not applying it is deceiving yourself.

Anyway, another song, huh, I've polished my career,
You show off and brag on the web,
You take your USB to the event but you don't take any memory,
And I say everyone is screwed while I go through the stories.

Honey, she couldn't make it, if you want, come over,
I put a full stop to what's ours, no more braille,
The coconut under the hat like a friar,
These rappers are following my steps, I'm putting on a dance for them.

Look, son, I never wanted fame, if it's your goal, it's comical,
I always preferred to gain weight like a metabolic fart,
I'm taking another subject since my state is solid,
You don't match my notes, papi, I'm not talking about sol and do.

Like a flyby, you never show your face,
My career is erectile dysfunction, nothing stops it anymore,
Another concert, we look at the full stands,
Like getting hair back, the tickets are gone.
(King kong, King kong, King kong, King kong...)