Paroles et traduction Killah Man - Problemas

Problemas

Problemas acumulaos que yo tengo
Problemas acumulaos que yo tengo
A pesar de todo siempre me mantengo
A pesar de todo siempre (coro)
Siempre adelante siempre recto
Pero si clasimiran ahora mi dialecto
La gota colma el vaso y sigo sediento
Lo que un dia fue bueno y me sirve de escarmiento
Problemas no me rentan
Si tiemblan piernas sientan
Se achantan y se inventan
Calumnian y protestan
Quieren sumar y restan
Roban mientras apuestan
No apuestan en la cresta
Verdades no se muestran no
Por eso suelto ver-verdades
E intentan callarme
Algunos estaban solamente pa fallarme
Pero el fallo fue mio por de ellos fiarme
Vengan tan nunca de mil problemas es saciarme
Por eso no yo no voy a caer
Si no apuestas nada no tienes perder
Pero ganar tampoco y puedes ver
Que hablan y hablan
Pero hablan sin saber
Por tonterías ya soy un delincuente
El pasado me avisa para un futuro condiciando el presente
Ente ateo o no creyente
314 y yo los míos presentes WELL
Litros, libros, letras en mi consciente
Noches movidas, mañanas con vales dientes
Callar y escuchar es de ser inteligente
Y ser inteligente lo es muy poca gente
Yao original killah man
Well well
314 digo 314 digo 314 es el clan
Well well

Problems

The problems that I have accumulated
The problems that I have accumulated
Despite everything, I always stand strong
Despite everything, always (chorus)
Always forward, always straight ahead
But if they now classify my dialect
The straw that breaks the camel’s back and I remain thirsty
What was good one day and served as a lesson
Problems don’t help me
If your legs tremble
They cower and they make up stories
They slander and protest
They want to add and they subtract
They steal while they gamble
They don’t bet at their peak
Truths are not shown
That's why I let loose ver-truths
And they try to silence me
Some were only there to fail me
But the mistake was mine for trusting them
Come on never to satisfy me with a thousand problems
That's why I'm not going to fall
If you don't bet anything, you have nothing to lose
But you don’t win either and you can see
That they talk and talk
But they talk without knowing
For nonsense, I am already a delinquent
The past warns me to condition the present
For an atheist or non-believer
314 and mine are present WELL
Liters, books, letters in my conscious mind
Restless nights, mornings with bad breath
To shut up and listen is to be intelligent
And to be intelligent is very few people
Yao original killah man
Well well
314 I say 314 I say 314 is the clan
Well well