Paroles et traduction Meko - Que Es Ser un Mc? (Con El Chojin)

Que Es Ser un Mc? (Con El Chojin)

Lee, piensa, entrena tu mente,
Si quieres que la peña se ponga firme,
Cuando opines, haz que tus neuronas hagan fitness,
Mantén la cabeza alta, nunca te arrodilles,
Que sean los otros los que se inclinen,
Un mc es un tipo serio,
Antes que poner el culo comete un crimen,
Sueña a diario con hacerse clásico como Spilberg,
Con dejar cosas que duren por siempre como las esfinges,
Escribe con el corazón, no finge.

Me dijo que llevaba año y medio haciendo rap,
Me dijo, creo que estoy preparado ya,
Para salir del barrio, para pisar escenarios,
Para ganar pasta, para conquistar el mercado,
Le dije, si tienes un don ve, pero ten cuidado
Si ves nubes preparate,
Porque en el rap tempestad llueven dardos,
Y no hay tiritas ni mercrominas,
Un mc no se cura, un mc aprende de sus heridas.

Ante las dificultades se crece no se rinde,
Intenta siempre comerse a otros mc's como si fueran patatas pringles,
Siempre dar el máximo se exige,
Quiere que en él todo el mundo se fije,
Un mc es un tipo chulo con un mic en la mano es un Serial Killer,
Siempre puede sorprenderte como una peli de suspense un thriller,
Es capaz de subir al cielo y sobornar al puerta,
Y luego bajar al infierno y patear al Fhürer, show sigue.

Show sigue, consigue darle al clavo en tus narices,
Doblar tu alma invisible de forma imposible,
Hasta provocarle un esguince, y es libre.
No mirar al suelo jamás, tiene complejo de Dios cuando escribe,
Ser MC es mucho mas,
Que coger un micro e intentar hacer rap sobre una instrumental,
Un mc es el flautista que cuenta la historia,
Un mc es un maestro de ceremonias.

Rap sale del alma, no de la garganta,
Si quieres ser mc, sigue las pautas.
Los mc's no cantan, los mc's no plagian,
Los mc's sobre un escenario te ofrecen magia. Es un pibe de palabra, donde digo dice, dije (un mc?),
Sufre diarrea verbal y nunca se extriñe,
Conoce las normas no escritas del rap, y a ellas se ciñe,
Cuando agarra un mic por el cuello, señores empieza el show time,
Maestro en el arte de expresarse, si tienes un enfrentamiento verbal
Con un mc de verdad lo normal sera que te estife,
Sabe dejar que el tiempo extirpe,
De su lado falsos colegas como si fueran quistes,
Dime que sí con la cabeza si me oíste.

Sabes?, un mc no puede ser un cobarde,
Estrecho es el cable, y resbalar equivale a dejar de ser respetable,
Porque en la calle no hay juicio justo,
Todos son fiscales, un fallo y culpable!,
Un mc no sabe cantar,
Un mc coge lo que los demas no ven y lo convierte en rap,
Un mc consigue que los pelos se te ericen,
Dime que sí con la cabeza si me oíste.

Un mc es un guerrero con la destreza de Aquiles y la mente de Ulises,
Un experto en el arte del vacile,
Siempre respalda lo que dice,
Sueña con entrar en el Rap Guiness, no con comer perdices,
Con hacer que todos se giñen cuando llega a lomos de un elefante como un cartaginés,
Si eres de los que hablas por hablar será mejor que te pires,
En el pique, entre neuronas versus biceps,
Un mc siempre toma partido por el sique.

(Siguelo!), en conclusión, un mc no solo hace rap vive Hip Hop,
Te monta el show, en cada ocashión,
Que el micro está en on, es hombre de acción,
Es meditación, comunicación,
Abre el corazón, sangre en tu altavoz.
Perros azules con cuernos,
Que ladran los cuentos, y muerden los ecos, de aquellos, que dijeron,
Que el rap vendia para darles pasta a irse,
Dime que sí con la cabeza si me oíste.

Rap sale del alma, no de la garganta,
Si quieres ser mc, sigue las pautas.
Los mc's no cantan, los mc's no plagian,
Los mc's sobre un escenario te ofrecen magia.

What Does It Mean to Be an MC? (With El Chojin)

Read, think, train your mind,
If you want people to stand firm,
When you opine, make your neurons do fitness,
Keep your head up, never kneel,
Let others be the ones to bow down,
An MC is a serious guy,
Before you put your ass out there commit a crime,
Dream every day of becoming a classic like Spielberg,
Of leaving things that last forever like the sphinxes,
Write with your heart, don't fake it.

He told me he had been rapping for a year and a half,
He said, I think I'm ready now,
To leave the neighborhood, to step on stages,
To earn money, to conquer the market,
I told him, if you have a gift, go, but be careful
If you see clouds, be prepared,
Because in rap storms, darts rain down,
And there are no band-aids or mercurochrome,
An MC doesn't heal, an MC learns from his wounds.

In the face of difficulties, he grows, he does not surrender,
He always tries to eat other MCs as if they were Pringles,
Always giving your best is required,
He wants everyone to notice him,
An MC is a cool dude with a mic in his hand, he's a Serial Killer,
He can always surprise you like a thriller movie,
He's capable of going up to heaven and bribing the gatekeeper,
And then going down to hell and kicking the Führer, show goes on.

Show goes on, he manages to hit the nail on the head right under your nose,
To bend your invisible soul in an impossible way,
Until he causes a sprain, and he's free.
Never look at the ground, he has a God complex when he writes,
Being an MC is much more,
Than picking up a microphone and trying to rap over an instrumental,
An MC is the piper who tells the story,
An MC is a master of ceremonies.

Rap comes from the soul, not the throat,
If you want to be an MC, follow the guidelines.
MCs don't sing, MCs don't plagiarize,
MCs on stage offer you magic. He's a man of his word, where I say says, I said (an MC?),
He suffers from verbal diarrhea and never gets constipated,
He knows the unwritten rules of rap, and he sticks to them,
When he grabs a mic by the neck, gentlemen, the showtime begins,
A master in the art of expression, if you have a verbal confrontation
With a real MC, the norm will be for you to be choked,
He knows how to let time remove,
Fake colleagues from his side as if they were cysts,
Nod your head if you heard me.

You know, an MC can't be a coward,
The cable is narrow, and slipping is equivalent to ceasing to be respectable,
Because in the streets there is no fair trial,
Everyone is a prosecutor, one mistake and you're guilty!
An MC doesn't know how to sing,
An MC takes what others don't see and turns it into rap,
An MC gets your hair standing on end,
Nod your head if you heard me.

An MC is a warrior with the skill of Achilles and the mind of Ulysses,
An expert in the art of bragging,
He always backs up what he says,
He dreams of entering the Rap Guinness, not of eating partridges,
Of making everyone bow down when he arrives on the back of an elephant like a Carthaginian,
If you're one of those who talk just to talk, you'd better get lost,
In the battle, between neurons versus biceps,
An MC always sides with the psyche.

(Follow him!), in conclusion, an MC not only raps, he lives Hip Hop,
He puts on a show for you, on every occasion,
That the mic is on, he's a man of action,
He is meditation, communication,
Open your heart, blood in your speaker.
Blue dogs with horns,
That bark stories, and bite the echoes, of those,
Who said that rap sold to give them money to leave,
Nod your head if you heard me.

Rap comes from the soul, not the throat,
If you want to be an MC, follow the guidelines.
MCs don't sing, MCs don't plagiarize,
MCs on stage offer you magic.