Paroles et traduction Juaninacka - Somos como tú

Somos como tú

Somos como tu,
Pero haciendo esto dos,
Cabrones como nosotros es,
Como hablar con Dios,
La verdad
No lo hago solo para solo echar el rato,
El mundo es un charco debajo de mis zapatos,
¿Que esta mal en mi interior?,
Demasiado rencor,
Y si antes no eras bueno,
Se que ahora soy peor,
El dia me dia me desgasta,
Siempre me falta la pasta,
Es dia a dia,
Dia a dia,
Es dia a dia,
Dia a dia.

Tengo ganas de subir hasta tocar el cielo,
Pero tengo que bajar para raparme y no cortarme un pelo,
Lo que haceis, me las pelas como a Melo Maneis,
Mi vida espera ser el asta del que cuelgues tu bandera,
Bastardos sin frontera, bardos a vuestra manera,
¿Habeis dicho algo?, pues ya estais fuera de la atmosfera,
Como otro nota mas cualquiera,
Como te voy a soprender hablando de excesos,
Todos haceis eso de arder como una cerilla, si la luna brilla,
Nos vemos entre las colillas, asi es Sevilla, mi hogar chiquilla,
No has podido encontrar otra señal,
En el cristal del tiempo o solo algo material,
El ultimo latido va a ser mortal,
Real, esto esta mal, amante del metal,
Te dejo que lo encuentres, donde nadie mas lo encuentre,
Puedes comer caliente, dame tus dientes,
Tu que eres ¿bueno o valiente?, ¿te sueno?,
Sera que freno, aunque no tengo liquido,
Hay quien fuma chocolate pero es un tio insipido,
Me revientas como un neumatico, fanatico, no eres simpatico, tio,
Suelo verlo nitido, nada que ver,
Con la elegancia o el poder,
Es por placer, ser mas que parecer, volver a la infancia,
Cuestion de alma, como cuando haciamos palmas,
La tormenta y la calma, aumentan, desde el 90, porque ...

Somos como tu,
Pero haciendo esto dos,
Cabrones como nosotros es,
Como hablar con Dios,
La verdad
No lo hago solo para solo echar el rato,
El mundo es un charco debajo de mis zapatos,
¿Que esta mal en mi interior?,
Demasiado rencor,
Y si antes no eras bueno,
Se que ahora soy peor,
El dia me dia me desgasta,
Siempre me falta la pasta,
Es dia a dia,
Dia a dia,
Es dia a dia,
Dia a dia.

No se en que mundo estabas antes de escucharme,
No se que piensas, pero yo pienso quedarme,
No quemarme, no dejarme llevar por la carne,
Recuperarme, llenarme de placer,
Volver a darme una oportunidad, amarme, amarte como eres,
Encamarme, encamarte es lo que quiero, lo que quieres,
¿Que prefieres?],
Juan sabe mi afan por cada fan mi plan solo es
Buscarme el pan, y no me importa el que diran, que miraran,
Ya se que sus dias estas contando,
Que nunca me a cortado el pasado,
Que te has basado en la vida de otro,
Nosotros hoy somos los mismo,
Demasiado purismo y humo en mi, vivo en mi abismo,
No es madurarlo de contar las batallitas,
Y encontrar una pareja que parezca estable,
No es invitar ni ser agradable, con una mujer, paracer amable,
Imitar una forma de ser,
Recitar palabras, decir lo que quieres oir frases medidas,
Mentir, mentirte, irte y seguir, arrepentirte,
Despues buscar tu orgullo,
Sentirte un capullo es lo tuyo, y no es lo suyo intuyo,
Fluyo desde el solar hasta el garaje,
Humo, musica, coche, cines y ese lenguaje,
Somos como tu, pero con mucho mas talento,
Dia a dia, es dia a dia, el presente represento.

Me siento sucio, lucido, algo mas feo,
Ayer a esta hora me querian dar clases de boxeo,
No me rio, no rapeo feo,
Leo un folio blanco,
Juego duro con el ciego, en el cielo estaré manco,
Que hablas tartamudo si tu boca es un embudo, y tu gargante un nudo,
Cuando yo sacudo los vocablos,
Diablos, siempre a bocados, a meter la pata,
Fotografiado haciendo rap sin marco de plata,
Sueno mejor que antaño, esta certeza te hace daño, e
S raro y no me extraño,
Por favor se que aun lo hago hardcore, y juego a ser el mejor,
Tengo que pensar si esto es amor, o si es que aun me engaño,
No se, porque me gusta tanto un Lp,
Adivina porque,
Con la pared me he quedado con la esquina,
Y soy blanco y engacho como la cocaina,
La rutina en mi empieza cuando con otros termina,
Parate y camina, escapa del abismo,
Cae en el, al final estaras siempre donde mismo,
La provocacion en mi,
Es vocacion como un cancion, de Enrique Iglesias junto a Bee Gee,
Permiteme que te castigue con lo que sigue,
Y no digas nunca, que no has tenido ejemplo,
Si imitame y triunfa, invitate y triunfa mas bien,
41100 es tu alumno no hay maestro, solo conviccion.

Somos como tu,
Pero haciendo esto dos,
Cabrones como nosotros es,
Como hablar con Dios,
No lo hago solo para solo echar el rato,
El mundo es un charco debajo de mis zapatos,
¿Que esta mal en mi interior?,
Demasiado rencor,
Y si antes no eras bueno,
Se que ahora soy peor,
El dia me dia me desgasta,
Siempre me falta la pasta,
Es dia a dia,
Dia a dia,
Es dia a dia,
Dia a dia.

Vivo en un mundo donde es facil triunfar en la vida,
Donde la moda y lo nuevo es un virus como el sida,
Vivir de oida, tu decides, tu pides, si esto te impide,
Tener ideas propias y no copias de algun lider,
Todo ese mundo nuevo creo que te adormece,
Me parece que a veces la realidad te estremece,
Al extremo de que pasan meses,
¿No te das cuenta que?
La cuenta corriente, no aumenta, hay que pagar la renta,
Haceis del rap o lo que hagais una basura,
La cultura es la cura, pura la lectura,
Claro solo procuras, no acaba en el paro,
Cuando mi rap sea una locura, y la cura solo sea el descaro,
Va a salirte caro, dia a dia,
Espero la mia filosofia en la via,
Tranquila, ya no creo en profecias porqueria,
Ya te entereras lo que valemos,
Tenemos cerebros llenos, para llenar tu compañia de cienos,
Yo sueno bueno, no hacemos demos de memos,
Hemos de seguir e ir a mas y nunca a menos,
Desde ese extremo de la cuerda vemos,
Pasar los años pero sigo haciendo mierda,
Expreso el peso de la vida, y es por eso que te sientes como yo,
Siendo tan diferentes, dar uno, no eres culpable,
No eres responsable, dejales que hablen, ha roto nada estable, tio,
La vida pasa y corre igual que el rio, de un estanque,
En un banco, hablando a Franco me apalanco con los mios,
Jugando duro, planeando el futuro,
Haciendote conjuros, te lo juro, te lo aseguro, porque ...

Puta, puuta, ¡cerda!

We Are Like You

We're like you,
But doing this together,
Bastards like us,
It's like talking to God,
The truth
I don't do this just to kill time,
The world is a puddle beneath my shoes,
What's wrong inside me?,
Too much resentment,
And if you weren't good before,
I know I'm worse now,
The day wears me down,
I'm always short on cash,
It's day by day,
Day by day,
It's day by day,
Day by day.

I want to climb up and touch the sky,
But I have to come down to shave my head and not cut a single hair,
What you do, I don't give a damn like Melo Maneis,
My life awaits to be the flagpole where you hang your flag,
Bastards without borders, bards in your own way,
Did you say something? Well, you're already out of the atmosphere,
Like any other random note,
How am I going to surprise you by talking about excesses?,
You all do that thing of burning like a match, if the moon shines,
We see each other among the cigarette butts, that's Seville, my home girl,
You couldn't find another sign,
In the crystal of time or just something material,
The last beat is going to be deadly,
Real, this is bad, lover of metal,
I let you find it, where no one else can find it,
You can eat hot, give me your teeth,
What are you? Good or brave? Do I sound familiar?,
Maybe I'll brake, even though I have no fluid,
There are those who smoke chocolate but they're tasteless guys,
You blow me up like a tire, fanatic, you're not nice, dude,
I usually see it clearly, nothing to do,
With elegance or power,
It's for pleasure, to be more than to seem, to return to childhood,
A matter of soul, like when we used to clap our hands,
The storm and the calm, increase, since the 90s, because ...

We're like you,
But doing this together,
Bastards like us,
It's like talking to God,
The truth
I don't do this just to kill time,
The world is a puddle beneath my shoes,
What's wrong inside me?,
Too much resentment,
And if you weren't good before,
I know I'm worse now,
The day wears me down,
I'm always short on cash,
It's day by day,
Day by day,
It's day by day,
Day by day.

I don't know what world you were in before you heard me,
I don't know what you think, but I plan to stay,
Not to burn, not to get carried away by the flesh,
To recover, to fill myself with pleasure,
To give myself another chance, to love myself, to love you as you are,
To sleep with you, to sleep with you is what I want, what you want,
What do you prefer?],
Juan knows my eagerness for each fan, my plan is only
To look for bread, and I don't care what they say, what they will look at,
I already know that you are counting your days,
That the past has never cut me off,
That you have based yourself on the life of another,
Today we are the same,
Too much purism and smoke in me, I live in my abyss,
It's not about maturing by counting war stories,
And finding a partner who seems stable,
It's not about inviting or being pleasant, with a woman, seeming kind,
Imitating a way of being,
Reciting words, saying what you want to hear, measured phrases,
To lie, to lie to yourself, to leave and continue, to regret,
Then seek your pride,
Feeling like a jerk is your thing, and it's not his thing, I sense,
I flow from the courtyard to the garage,
Smoke, music, car, movies and that language,
We are like you, but with much more talent,
Day by day, it's day by day, I represent the present.

I feel dirty, lucid, a little uglier,
Yesterday at this time they wanted to give me boxing lessons,
I don't laugh, I don't rap ugly,
I read a blank sheet,
I play hard with the blind man, in heaven I'll be one-armed,
What are you talking about, stutterer, if your mouth is a funnel, and your throat a knot,
When I shake the words,
Devils, always in bites, to put my foot in it,
Photographed rapping without a silver frame,
I sound better than before, this certainty hurts you, and
It's strange and I'm not surprised,
Please, I know I still do it hardcore, and I play at being the best,
I have to think if this is love, or if I'm still fooling myself,
I don't know, why I like an LP so much,
Guess why,
With the wall I've been left with the corner,
And I'm white and I hook like cocaine,
The routine in me begins when it ends with others,
Stop and walk, escape from the abyss,
Fall into it, in the end you will always be in the same place,
The provocation in me,
Is a vocation like a song, by Enrique Iglesias with the Bee Gees,
Let me punish you with what follows,
And never say, that you haven't had an example,
Yes, imitate me and succeed, invite yourself and succeed rather,
41100 is your student, there is no teacher, only conviction.

We're like you,
But doing this together,
Bastards like us,
It's like talking to God,
I don't do this just to kill time,
The world is a puddle beneath my shoes,
What's wrong inside me?,
Too much resentment,
And if you weren't good before,
I know I'm worse now,
The day wears me down,
I'm always short on cash,
It's day by day,
Day by day,
It's day by day,
Day by day.

I live in a world where it's easy to succeed in life,
Where fashion and what's new is a virus like AIDS,
Living by hearsay, you decide, you ask, if this prevents you,
From having your own ideas and not copies of some leader,
All that new world I think puts you to sleep,
It seems to me that sometimes reality shakes you,
To the point where months go by,
Don't you realize that?
The current account, doesn't increase, you have to pay the rent,
You make rap or whatever you do into garbage,
Culture is the cure, reading is pure,
Of course you only try, you don't end up unemployed,
When my rap is crazy, and the cure is only audacity,
It's going to cost you dearly, day by day,
I wait for my philosophy on the road,
Relax, I no longer believe in crappy prophecies,
You'll find out what we're worth,
We have full brains, to fill your company with mud,
I sound good, we don't make demos of morons,
We have to keep going and go up and never down,
From that end of the rope we see,
The years go by but I'm still making shit,
I express the weight of life, and that's why you feel like me,
Being so different, giving one, you are not guilty,
You are not responsible, let them talk, you have broken nothing stable, dude,
Life goes by and runs like the river, from a pond,
On a bench, talking to Franco, I lean on mine,
Playing hard, planning the future,
Casting spells on you, I swear, I assure you, because ...

Bitch, biitch, ¡sow!