Paroles et traduction LhaaR - Autocompasion (feat. Khriz Val)

Autocompasion (feat. Khriz Val)

Hay quien es victima por gusto
Muchos viven de eso
Otros se quejan sin hacer nada al respecto
Todo se gana no solo el respeto
De plan en plan ya no nos queda alfabeto yo
Tengo la feria y no es de papi homie
También me trajo mas problemas gratis
No eres el único que no la tiene fácil homie
De la miseria no se sale siendo martir
Y el amor no justifica
El propio a mi me basta
Quiero ver la clica
Comer como Dios manda
Pero todo esta jodido ¿sabes cual es el problema?
Los que saben hacer rap no saben hacer feria
Acostumbrados a la miseria no buscan salida
Pero el cambio empieza de los hombros pa' arriba carnal
Que no te cuenten, que no te digan
Esos peros que ponen no son escusas son mentiras

Nadie va a venir a salvarte homs
Hay que levantarse y hacer su parte
No existe el éxito cómodo
De la miseria no se sale siendo mártir no
Nadie va a venir a salvarte homs
Hay que levantarse y hacer su parte
No existe el éxito cómodo
De la miseria no se sale

Ya ando buscando la plata
Y no en las cadenas
Si en las cadenas solo encontré años de mala suerte
Había poco para comer y yo exigiendo dickies
Díganle a mama que ahora se lo que se siente
Ellos quieren ser artistas, los entiendo pero bueno
No tienes que perrear en un vídeo en un carro ajeno
Yo no estoy en el top
A mi nadie me nomina
Yo no trabajo el doble hay horas triples en la nomina
Por mas real o por mas falso nunca fui tramposo
Si yo nunca fume y siempre llego apestoso
Ni fan ni fama no es por lo que ando rapeando
Y me paseo por sonora aun doy conciertos en el cuarto
Dan tanta risa como to's tus feats en venta
No soy telonero del trap que los alimenta
Yo mas amor y paz
El respaldo de una hembra
No esperes resultados no hay cosecha si no siembras

Nadie va a venir a salvarte homie
Hay que levantarse y hacer su parte
No existe el éxito cómodo
De la miseria no se sale siendo mártir nel
Nadie va a venir a salvarte homie
Hay que levantarse y hacer su parte
No existe el éxito cómodo
De la miseria no se sale

Self-Compassion (feat. Khriz Val)

There are those who like to be victims
Many live off of it
Others complain without doing anything about it
Everything is earned, not just respect
We're out of letters, yo
I have the money and it's not from daddy, homie
It also brought me more problems for free
You're not the only one who doesn't have it easy, homie
You can't escape misery by being a martyr
And love doesn't justify
My own is enough for me
I want to see the clique
Eat like God commands
But everything is screwed up, you know what the problem is?
Those who know how to rap don't know how to make money
Used to misery, they don't look for a way out
But change starts from the shoulders up, bro
Don't let them tell you, don't let them say
Those buts they put are not excuses, they're lies

No one's gonna come save you, homie
You have to get up and do your part
There's no comfortable success
You can't escape misery by being a martyr, no
No one's gonna come save you, homie
You have to get up and do your part
There's no comfortable success
You can't escape misery

I'm already looking for the money
And not in chains
If in chains I only found years of bad luck
There was little to eat and I was demanding Dickies
Tell mom I now know how it feels
They want to be artists, I understand them, but well
You don't have to twerk in a video in someone else's car
I'm not in the top
No one nominates me
I don't work double, there are triple hours on the payroll
For being more real or more fake, I was never a cheater
If I never smoked and always arrive stinky
Neither fan nor fame is what I'm rapping for
And I walk around Sonora, I still give concerts in the room
They're as funny as all your feats for sale
I'm not the opening act for the trap that feeds them
I'm more love and peace
The support of a woman
Don't expect results, there's no harvest if you don't plant

No one's gonna come save you, homie
You have to get up and do your part
There's no comfortable success
You can't escape misery by being a martyr, nel
No one's gonna come save you, homie
You have to get up and do your part
There's no comfortable success
You can't escape misery