Paroles et traduction Hablando en Plata - Hermanos del mal

Hermanos del mal

Letras malignas escrituras satanicas nos asignan
Las tinieblas tiemblan tu sabes porque?
Hijos de puta os lo explicaremos
Nosotros no somos guerreros de la luz
Somos enviados del infierno lo entendeis hijos de puta?
Mcs de ultratumba
Fabricantes de sarcofagos galacticos
Seres de otra dimension de otra dimension
Donde decrece la luz, hermanos del mal

Hermanos del Mal a.k.a. raiz de tanis
Voladoras pelotas de tenis
Para sonambulos vestidos de Karl Kani
Gusanos en vuestra kilkenny (x2)

(Capaz)

Llega el miracle que vuela como penney pinacle
Su arte vale acres, todos votan al rafa como pelotas
De basket, no hay mas que... Ver las armas del mister
Majestic este, con el no hay nasty que valga sobre plastics,
Antes, todos reian del que ahora parte y trae medicos partes
Y lexicos cortes de martes a lunes quita esmaltes,
Hombres trincan el micro como drak queens
Somos como steve austin, breiko, alfa, papa, charly, mayday...
Quereis ver como rappers se hunden?
Como pierden el tren? no quedan en anden?
No saltan al track y se esparcen?
Ojos que no ven corazon siente el doble, talvez
Si supierais que somos invencibles aprenderiais, aunque...
Quiza podriais conseguirlo si venis con tanques, pon que...
Lanzemos rayos que hagan que cañones se doblen,
Hombres nobles se conviertan en nubes,
Egoistas se priven del flow del que escribe,
Los ciegos digan, tu ves... entrar aqui cuesta
Igual que la fama, a muerte, no cualquiera tiene el don
El glamour nos persigue hasta sentados en el parque
No son rumores... Llenamos poloflahes de semen y la
Gente chupa y dice "sabor coco" creeme hombre...
A christopher reeves no le salvo del accidente
Ni los alambres sabes?

Hermanos del Mal a.k.a. raiz de tanis
Voladoras pelotas de tenis
Para sonambulos vestidos de Karl Kani
Gusanos en vuestra kilkenny (x2)

(Raika)

Es tiempo de volar, nuestra hermandad es eficaz
Como la katana que nos respalda, es tiempo de hacer soñar
A hermanos que nos acompañan en cada batalla, valla
Como clavamos las rimas, quien vaticina nuestras tacticas
Dios, satan, ni religion, ni politica, nosotros mismos con punteria
Que son tonterias, que va, que te creias que ibamos a hablar
De lo que ya se habla, de norte a sur, hasta fuera de españa
Llegara nuestra maldad, hermanos del mal nunca callan,
Calculamos nuestra intensiones, calibrando el instinto,
Dejando a un lado nuestras emociones mas deviles,
Acumulando el odio, explosiones, asi denominamos nuestros sentimientos
Como heroes, supervillanos, quien iba a decir que estos hermanos
Iban a ser tan malos, destrozando a todos los cabrones
Sembrados bajo la sombra que dejamos,
Hablando en plata squad, el sicario, juan peralta y rafael fernandez
Capaces de hacer lo impensable, lo imposible, lo increible,
Hermanos del mal nunca fallan

Hermanos del Mal a.k.a. raiz de tanis
Voladoras pelotas de tenis
Para sonambulos vestidos de Karl Kani
Gusanos en vuestra kilkenny (x2)

(Sicario)

Gasta cuidado con los hermanos del mal
Con malas intenciones van vuestras zanjas caban
Mcs nos alaban el nabo nos lavan
Si cantamos para abajo los esquemas nos elevan
El espacio surcan inocentes usurpan
Sus problemas resuelvan si no incrementan
No respetan a nadie a todos insultan
I feel staten island de rencores minan
En los adentros atinan perversiones maquinan
Los hermanos del mal cuando sus voces afinan
Eliminan fulminan we are the mental sultans
Satanismo inculcan intoxican tabletas del metodo milton muchos son
A perder os destinan serpientes piton sin ajos cocinan
Calcetines calcinan en cualquier tempo nos metemos como si nada
Que te operan y se dejan las herramientas quirurgicas dentro y se oxidan
Imaginan vuestros planes aplanan siempre cosas increibles chillan
Que os quedais hecho polvo exclaman el texto explanan
No rapean truenan no veas tu cuando se juntan como suenan
A haceros hechizos se inclinan existencia declinan por aqui
Los raperos de pastel estan que trinan les hace falta disciplina.

Hermanos del Mal a.k.a. raiz de tanis
Voladoras pelotas de tenis
Para sonambulos vestidos de Karl Kani
Gusanos en vuestra kilkenny (x2)

Brothers of Evil

Malignant lyrics, satanic scriptures assign us
The darkness trembles, do you know why?
We'll explain it to you, sons of bitches
We are not warriors of light
We are envoys from hell, do you understand, sons of bitches?
MCs from beyond the grave
Makers of galactic sarcophagi
Beings from another dimension, from another dimension
Where the light diminishes, brothers of evil

Brothers of Evil a.k.a. Root of Tanis
Flying tennis balls
For sleepwalkers dressed in Karl Kani
Worms in your Kilkenny (x2)

(Capable)

The miracle arrives, flying like Penny Hardaway at his pinnacle
His art is worth acres, everyone votes for Rafa like basketballs
There's nothing more to see... than the weapons of Mr.
Majestic East, with him there's no nasty that's worth anything on plastics,
Before, everyone laughed at the one who now breaks through and brings medical parts
And lexical cuts from Tuesday to Monday, remove nail polishes,
Men grab the mic like drag queens
We are like Steve Austin, Breiko, Alpha, Papa, Charly, Mayday...
Do you want to see how rappers sink?
How they miss the train? How they don't stay on the platform?
How they don't jump on the track and scatter?
Eyes that don't see, the heart feels double, maybe
If you knew we were invincible, you would learn, although...
Maybe you could achieve it if you came with tanks, let's say...
We launch rays that make cannons bend,
Noble men turn into clouds,
Egoists deprive themselves of the flow of the writer,
The blind say, you see... it's hard to get in here
Just like fame, to death, not everyone has the gift
Glamour follows us even sitting in the park
These are not rumors... We fill Polaroid pictures with semen and the
People suck and say "coconut flavor" believe me man...
Not even the wires saved Christopher Reeves from the accident
You know?

Brothers of Evil a.k.a. Root of Tanis
Flying tennis balls
For sleepwalkers dressed in Karl Kani
Worms in your Kilkenny (x2)

(Raika)

It's time to fly, our brotherhood is effective
Like the katana that supports us, it's time to make dream
Brothers who accompany us in every battle, fence
How we nail the rhymes, who predicts our tactics
God, Satan, neither religion, nor politics, ourselves with aim
That's nonsense, what, did you think we were going to talk
About what is already being talked about, from north to south, even outside of Spain
Our evil will arrive, brothers of evil never shut up,
We calculate our intentions, calibrating instinct,
Leaving aside our weakest emotions,
Accumulating hatred, explosions, that's what we call our feelings
Like heroes, supervillains, who would have thought these brothers
They were going to be so bad, destroying all the bastards
Sown under the shadow we leave,
Speaking Silver Squad, the hitman, Juan Peralta and Rafael Fernandez
Capable of doing the unthinkable, the impossible, the incredible,
Brothers of evil never fail

Brothers of Evil a.k.a. Root of Tanis
Flying tennis balls
For sleepwalkers dressed in Karl Kani
Worms in your Kilkenny (x2)

(Sicario)

Be careful with the brothers of evil
With bad intentions they dig your ditches
MCs praise us, they wash our balls
If we sing downwards, the schemes elevate us
They travel through space, usurp the innocent
Solve their problems or they will increase
They respect no one, they insult everyone
I feel Staten Island of resentment, they undermine
They hit the mark within, they plot perversions
The brothers of evil when their voices tune
They eliminate, they fulminate, we are the mental sultans
They instill Satanism, they intoxicate, Milton method tablets, many are
They destine you to lose, python snakes cook without garlic
They burn socks, we get into any tempo as if nothing
That they operate on you and leave the surgical tools inside and they rust
They imagine your plans, they flatten, they always scream incredible things
That you are left in dust, they exclaim, they explain the text
They don't rap, they thunder, you don't see when they get together, how they sound
They are inclined to cast spells on you, they decline existence around here
The cake rappers are fuming, they need discipline.

Brothers of Evil a.k.a. Root of Tanis
Flying tennis balls
For sleepwalkers dressed in Karl Kani
Worms in your Kilkenny (x2)