Paroles et traduction Frank T - Hacerlo bien

Hacerlo bien

Quita esa musica Dj me da dolor de piel,
Porque a la musica con jugo tu ya no eres fiel
Muchacho
Quieres pillar mas cacho y agradar a esas chiquitas
No hay una ley escrita asi que apunta bien tu
Aqui no hay censú,
Y menos si la haces tu
No voy a quedarme mú por ser un charlatan forma parte
De mi actitud
Ire con mis vinilos a tu radio para atrás tocar la
Lista a ver si cambia de una vez
Es igual el subsuelo sigue fuerte en sus trece y
Crece
Y aunque a veces no esta en la posicion que esta
Merece
El publico no pide solo acepta lo que le das
Hasta que un dia te pidan mas, a ver entonces tu que
Haras
Seguro apuntarte al sol que mas calienta
Decir que representas, no mientas, a quien engañar
Intentas
Yo se que fuiste tu el de: "Que es eso del
Hip... que?"
Y el telefono al principio, cual entrevista colgasté
Un dia viste como CPV levantaban a la peña del
Subsuelo y corrompian los festivales
Con rimas animales, mas grupos bestiales,
La muestra de actitud de ver que no eramos iguales
Quien presiona que si, con rudos bits,
Jarkor rap MC's
Y a los demas entre paréntesis,
Y algunos aun creen que esto seria un rap tisis
Por una gran caida en su crisis

Desde el principio hasta aca solo he pensao una cosa
Hacerlo bien, no me claves esa estaca
Desde el principio hasta aca yo solo he hecho una
Cosa
Hacerlo bien, aun siendo poco lo que den (x2)

Se escucha bien el sonido de la estatica en mi voz
Aunque limpies la aguja, el vinilo embruja
Ahora el Dj ya te acompaña por la noche cuando vas de
Marcha
Asi que dale cancha la carretera es ancha
Lo veis venir, unos tienen dos, otros ya con tres
Hasta cuatro y un servidor aun sin oro en los zapatos
No me quejo tengo salud, ademas soy el gurú,
El rey del rap aunque no gano la pasta que piensas tu
El caché, el caché, el caché es solo un vacile
Y si no los que te buscan los conciertos diles:
"Como está la economia de hacer directos por caché?"
Menos mal que por amor al micro a esto me enganché
Te duché un pie solo verdad yo te embuché
Ya lo se con certeza, no soy un tipo normal,
A quien pretendo engañar,
Si yo escribí "konfusional", "los pajaros no pueden
Tal...", y tambien el "FrankAtack"
Se ve, se mira, se oye, pero aqui nadie lo toca,
Usa la imaginacion si quieres besarla con tu boca
Ya se que vuelve loca y a tu corazon espita,
Asi de bien escrita queda una cancion bonita

Siempre con estilo (x3)

Desde el principio hasta aca solo he pensao una cosa
Hacerlo bien, no me claves esa estaca
Desde el principio hasta aca yo solo he hecho una
Cosa
Hacerlo bien, aun siendo poco lo que den (x2)

Algunos ni las gracias, que rácanos, páganos!
Mil años de microfonos, que no somos uno zánganos
Que la quitao la extra, asi nada nos demuestras,
Bajaran las apuestas y más trabas serán puestas
Los mismos reportajes, los mismos monograficos,
Sabeis cuantas veces me han preguntao que es el
Hip-Hop
En ingles, en frances lo he dicho incluso hasta al
Reves
Lo explicao tantas veces que ya no se ni lo que es
Tal vez algun libro, o tal vez un diccionario
Es cuestion de saber que o es cuestion de saber quien
Solo digo que hoy por hoy, el Hip-Hop es una peña
Y que toda esa peña me parece muy bien

Desde el principio hasta aca solo he pensao una cosa
Hacerlo bien, no me claves esa estaca
Desde el principio hasta aca yo solo he hecho una
Cosa
Hacerlo bien, aun siendo poco lo que den (x2)

Siempre con estilo (x3)

Doing it right

Take off that music Dj it gives me skin pain,
Because to music with juice you are no longer faithful
Boy
Do you want to catch more cacho and please those little girls
There is no written law so aim well your
There is no censorship here,
And less if you make it your
I'm not going to stay here because being a charlatan is part
Of my attitude
I'll go with my vinyls to your radio back to play the
List to see if it changes at once
It is the same the underground is still strong in its thirteen and
Grow up
And although sometimes he is not in the position that he is
He deserves
The public does not ask only accepts what you give
Until one day they ask you for more, then let's see what
Haras
Sure to point to the sun that warms the most
To say that you represent, don't lie, who to deceive
You're trying
I know it was you who said, "What is that about
Hip... what?"
And the phone at the beginning, which interview did you hang up
One day you saw how CPV was raised to the rock of
Underground and corrupt the festivals
With animal rhymes, more beastly groups,
The display of attitude to see that we were not the same
Who presses that yes, with rude bits,
Jarkor rap MC's
And the others in parentheses,
And some still think that this would be a rap tisis
For a big fall in his crisis

From the beginning until now I've only thought one thing
Do it right, don't stick that stake in me
From the beginning until now I have only done one
Thing
Do it well, even if they give little (x2)

You can hear the sound of the static well in my voice
Even if you clean the needle, the vinyl haunts
Now the DJ already accompanies you at night when you go from
March
So give it court the road is wide
You see it coming, some have two, others already with three
Up to four and a server even without gold in his shoes
I'm not complaining I have health, besides I'm the guru,
The king of rap although I don't earn the money you think your
The cache, the cache, the cache is just a vacile
And if not those who are looking for the concerts tell them:
"How is the economy of making direct by cache?"
Thank goodness that for the love of the microphone I got hooked to this
I showered you one foot only truth I stuffed you
I know for sure, I'm not a normal guy,
Whom I intend to deceive,
If I wrote "konfusional", "the birds can't
Such...", and also the "FrankAtack"
You see it, you look at it, you hear it, but nobody touches it here,
Use imagination if you want to kiss her with your mouth
I know it drives you crazy and your heart spits,
So well written is a beautiful song

Always in Style (x3)

From the beginning until now I've only thought one thing
Do it right, don't stick that stake in me
From the beginning until now I have only done one
Thing
Do it well, even if they give little (x2)

Some of them don't even thank you, give us a break, pay us!
A thousand years of microphones, that we are not one drones
That you take the extra one off, so you show us nothing,
The stakes will be lowered and more obstacles will be placed
The same reports, the same monographs,
Do you know how many times I've been asked what the
Hip-Hop
In English, in French I have said it even to the
Reves
I explain it so many times that I don't even know what it is anymore
Maybe some book, or maybe a dictionary
It's a question of knowing that or it's a question of knowing who
I'm just saying that today, Hip-hop is a rock
And that all that crag seems very good to me

From the beginning until now I've only thought one thing
Do it right, don't stick that stake in me
From the beginning until now I have only done one
Thing
Do it well, even if they give little (x2)

Always in Style (x3)