Paroles et traduction J Alvarez feat. Oneill, Don J Leone, Guariboa, Lito, Polakan & Gambito - Rube Buay - Remix

Rube Buay - Remix

la calle me puso nombre
y ya no tengo salida
los dias pasan
el tiempo corre pero yo sigo en la mia
somos hijos de la bre'a
criados entre balas y maladad
maldita oscuridad
todavia no veo el sol salir
desde que vi al primo morir
me converti en un rube buay
yo muero aqui por que de aqui soy
yo soy un rube buay
rube buay rube
(la cosa nunca cambia)
rube buay rube
(la calle sigue llamando)
rube buay rube
(la gente sigue matandose)
rube buay rube
(en busca de ese ticket)
rube buay rube
(la corta siempre chambea)
rube buay rube
(hay rifles en to'a la esquinas)
rube buay rube
(y nadie quiere una guerra)
rube buay rube
(pero saben que se aproxima)
aveces me siento frente al espejo
a hablar con mi reflejo
veo todos mis defecto
de la cual no me acomplejo
pruducto de mi crianza
consecuencia de la vida
y todas las lecciones aprendidas
me crie en medio de la maldad
al codigo cho'ta distribucion
5% de lealtad 95 de traicion
sin direccion
solamente me importaba el dia a dia
ubicar el pan era todo lo q queria
nuca tuve los recursos ni la educacion
lo que tenia era pa comer
y pa mi proteccion
lo poco que considere de corazon
unos terminaron muertos
y otros conmigo en prision
pero me toco ser libre
despues de cumplir como todo un baron
de preso comprendi que ya era hora de una evolucion
en la calle enganche los guantes
pero se me ocurrio una meta
todo el dia soy un gigante gracias a la libreta
rube buay rube buay
(la cosa nunca cambia)
rube buay rube buay
(la calle sigue llamando)
rube buay rube buayi
(la gente sigue matandose)
rube buay rube buay
(en busca de ese ticket)
rube buay rube buay
(la corta siempre chambea)
rube buay rube buay
(hay rifles en to'a la esquinas)
rube buay rube buay
(y nadie quiere una guerra)
rube buay rube buay
(pero saben que se aproxima)
iba caminando por la esquina
sonaron tres disparos por la esquina
una niña corre x la esquina
y una bala ciega su vida
hoy corre sangre manin en la esquina
ya esto se ha vuelto una rutina
y cuando a la direccion no se tira
viene una bala perdida
yo veia la prenda desde chamaquito
siempre fui un guerrero
siempre yo oseaba
y me preparaba mientras lloraba
y le pedia a dios q a mi mai la ayudara
salio un sicario con un pistolon
directo del callejon
la mente bucaba pase lo que pase
no importa morir en la mision
llego a la mision o tardo en la mision
pensando con tanta ambision
la niña esta muerta la madre llorando
matan al sicario salen de prision
gracias con la bendicion
que con mi cancion y dedicacion soy ejemplo de superacion
hoy en dia, se quien soy y pa donde voy
y si, alguien soy a mi barrio gracias le doy
el tiempo no se detiene
como las olas del mar van y vienen
en la vista paisajes decretado q se puede
me arrepiento en mi quedo el conocimiento sin remordimientos
a mis raices representó
con orgullo castillo de arena
hoy dia contruyo
ya no soy el hombre aquel que casi mi vida destruyo
como tantos que la bestia les tiro por si me manto
los castillos en la acera y una madre sufre en llanto
sus hermanos se montaron en un auto
dos con arma corta tres con rifle largo
decididos a vengar lo buscaron
ese dolor poder saciar
pero no hallaran la paz
terminaran empeorando
la vida es asi y a la vez sorpresas
de falsas promesas
detenciones perversas
la vida es asi y a la vez sorpresas
de falsas promesas
detenciones perversas
rube buay rube buay
(la cosa nunca cambia)
rube buay rube buay
(la calle sigue llamando)
rube buay rube buay
(la gente sigue matandose)
rube buay rube buay
(en busca de ese ticket)
rube buay rube buay
(la corta siempre chambea)
rube buay rube buay
(hay rifles en to'a la esquinas)
rube buay rube buay
(y nadie quiere una guerra)
rube buay rube buay
(pero saben que se aproxima)
no son tiempos de machete
cuchillos ni de teisel
la oracion negra mata
facil mata al sinpelcin
que en el ejercito pero estamos mas crazy
tiempo de necesidad va pa halla
somos hijos del pecado pulidos x la maldad
engreidos por el fallo de nuestra sociedad
seguimos en realidad
pa q voy a mentirles
nacidos sin un peso
pero abundondo en los milles
no pa todo el mundo amanece
muchos sueños perecen
la maldad el egoismo abaricia q crece parece como si nos tragara un abismo
de fanatismo lo q no es realismo
y eso mismo es lo q nos tiene a vapor
con las cortas chambiar y los peines de tambor
tu sabes de modelos pal carajo al amor
los corazones ahora, son necros
nadie siente el dolor
me acuerdo del verano del 96
las balas entrando sin tocar al re
desde tu boca haber bajado la ley
de garrafa le, deusen un dobley y me levante luche y tire pa lante
creia lo que vivia sin saber que mas adelante me abria la puerta un genero comvirtiendome en uno de sus mas legendarios cantantes
le doy gracias a dios por permitirme expresar en esta cancion
si no fuera por el don estuviese muerto en prision
mis heridas nunca sanan son marcas, del corazon y aun que por fuera sonria
lloro sin consolacion
de niño soñaba con un rifle
con peine tambor para sacar lombrices
rompo la manzana pa q mucho cyncel
loco por quemar a chipetazos al que se rife
me llego la fama me pegue
disfrute hoy viajo por el mundo sin poderlo creer
nunca me esperaba salir de donde empece
y aunque me he caido me levanto y vuelvo otra vez
agradezco a todo el que creyo en mi
para matar la pista mista hoy soy un gran liricista
listo mode dem tiren yno bajes de la nuve aun que te critiquen
rube buay rube buay
(la cosa nunca cambia)
rube buay rube buay
(la calle sigue llamando)
rube buay rube buay
(la gente sigue matandose)
rube buay rube buay
(en busca de ese ticket)
rube buay rube buay
(la corta siempre chambea)
rube buay rube buay
(hay rifles en to'a la esquinas)
rube buay rube buay
(y nadie quiere una guerra)
rube buay rube buay
(pero saben que se aproxima)

Rube Buay - Remix

The streets gave me a name,
and now I have no escape.
Days pass,
time runs, but I'm still in my game.
We are children of the ghetto,
raised among bullets and evil.
Damn darkness,
I still don't see the sun rise.
Ever since I saw my cousin die,
I became a rube buay.
I die here because I'm from here,
I am a rube buay.
Rube buay rube
(Things never change)
Rube buay rube
(The streets keep calling)
Rube buay rube
(People keep killing each other)
Rube buay rube
(In search of that ticket)
Rube buay rube
(The shorty always works)
Rube buay rube
(There are rifles on every corner)
Rube buay rube
(And nobody wants a war)
Rube buay rube
(But they know it's coming)
Sometimes I sit in front of the mirror
to talk to my reflection.
I see all my flaws,
which I don't feel insecure about.
Product of my upbringing,
consequence of life,
and all the lessons learned.
I grew up surrounded by evil,
to the code of the streets, distribution,
5% loyalty, 95% betrayal,
without direction.
I only cared about the day-to-day,
finding bread was all I wanted.
I never had the resources or the education,
what I had was to eat
and for my protection,
the few I considered close to my heart,
some ended up dead,
and others with me in prison.
But I had to be free,
after serving my time like a man.
In prison, I understood it was time for an evolution.
On the streets, I hung up the gloves,
but a goal came to mind.
All day I'm a giant thanks to the notebook.
Rube buay rube buay
(Things never change)
Rube buay rube buay
(The streets keep calling)
Rube buay rube buay
(People keep killing each other)
Rube buay rube buay
(In search of that ticket)
Rube buay rube buay
(The shorty always works)
Rube buay rube buay
(There are rifles on every corner)
Rube buay rube buay
(And nobody wants a war)
Rube buay rube buay
(But they know it's coming)
I was walking down the corner
three shots rang out around the corner
a little girl runs across the corner
and a stray bullet takes her life
today blood runs, girl, on the corner
this has become a routine
and when the address is not targeted
a stray bullet comes
I saw the garment since I was a kid
I was always a warrior
I always dreamed
and I prepared myself while I cried
and I asked God to help my mom
a hitman came out with a big gun
straight from the alley
the mind sought whatever happens
it doesn't matter to die in the mission
I get to the mission or I'm late to the mission
thinking with so much ambition
the girl is dead, the mother crying
they kill the hitman, they get out of prison
thank you with the blessing
that with my song and dedication I am an example of overcoming
today, I know who I am and where I'm going
and yes, I am someone, I give thanks to my neighborhood
time does not stop
like the waves of the sea come and go
in the view landscapes decreed that it is possible
I regret in me the knowledge remains without remorse
to my roots I represent
with pride sandcastle
today I build
I am no longer the man who almost destroyed my life
like so many that the beast threw them in case I kill myself
the castles on the sidewalk and a mother suffers in tears
her brothers got into a car
two with short weapons, three with long rifles
determined to avenge they looked for him
that pain to be able to quench
but they will not find peace
they will end up making things worse
life is like this and at the same time surprises
of false promises
perverse arrests
life is like this and at the same time surprises
of false promises
perverse arrests
rube buay rube buay
(Things never change)
rube buay rube buay
(The streets keep calling)
rube buay rube buay
(People keep killing each other)
rube buay rube buay
(In search of that ticket)
rube buay rube buay
(The shorty always works)
rube buay rube buay
(There are rifles on every corner)
rube buay rube buay
(And nobody wants a war)
rube buay rube buay
(But they know it's coming)
These are not times of machetes
knives or teisles
the black prayer kills
easily kills the innocent
than in the army but we are crazier
time of need go there
we are children of sin polished by evil
conceited by the failure of our society
we continue in reality
why am I going to lie to you
born without a penny
but abounding in the millions
not everyone sees the dawn
many dreams perish
the evil selfishness greed that grows seems as if an abyss swallowed us
of fanaticism what is not realism
and that same thing is what has us at full steam
with the short ones working and the drum combs
you know about models to hell with love
hearts now are dead
no one feels the pain
I remember the summer of '96
the bullets entering without touching the re
from your mouth having lowered the law
of garrafa le, deusen a doubley and I got up fought and threw myself forward
I believed what I lived without knowing that later a genre would open the door for me, making me one of its most legendary singers
I thank God for allowing me to express myself in this song
if it weren't for the gift I would be dead in prison
my wounds never heal they are marks, of the heart and even though I smile on the outside
I cry without consolation
as a child I dreamed of a rifle
with a drum magazine to get rid of worms
I break the apple so that a lot of cyncel
crazy to burn with chipetazos whoever dares
fame came to me, I stuck
I enjoy today I travel the world without being able to believe it
I never expected to get out of where I started
and although I have fallen I get up and come back again
I thank everyone who believed in me
to kill the track, girl, today I am a great lyricist
ready mode dem throw and don't come down from the cloud even though they criticize you
rube buay rube buay
(Things never change)
rube buay rube buay
(The streets keep calling)
rube buay rube buay
(People keep killing each other)
rube buay rube buay
(In search of that ticket)
rube buay rube buay
(The shorty always works)
rube buay rube buay
(There are rifles on every corner)
rube buay rube buay
(And nobody wants a war)
rube buay rube buay
(But they know it's coming)