Paroles et traduction Mente Sabia Crú - Rock And Rolla

Rock And Rolla

Rock and Rolla, con mi bitácora, y mi vida hardcora
Provocamos bola, en todas la zona
Mi rap es pura droga, sin cortar, rapear y pensar, imaginar
Escribir y dar que hablar
Reventaría el mambo tuyo y unos cuantos tontos que andan
Hablando tantas pescas y tonteras
Nos pelan, y no se enteran, de las cosas buenas
Que se aglomeran, en escritorio y sentao esperan
Mi sis, provoca irte ria, que recorre tu arteria y en materia somos
La pandemia que tu oído espera
Esperate sentao, pégate en el cuadro que te ni colgao
Cuando tay volao, en vola nos vemos
Se que me echai de menos y no es pa menos recordar momentos
A menos, que he vivió con este caballero
Pero, en todo cuento hay un pero, y prefiero mantener en cero
Los latidos de ese veneno

Con papel, combiertelo en meteoro flota bien su flow rebota
Cien quilometros por mota, haciendo bota, ..., permutame por nota
Las ... song, hip-hop haciendo-lo, sentate lee el mercurio
Ve al termómetro y enciendelo
Derrite el verbo en lava, clava, clavos liricales, rock and rolla vale
Encuentra lo que sabe, hip-hop vomitares, salen
Aser freestail con su compare, en clave, salen
Adonde tai fumando un porro y nave
Bajo relieve, y en el con, ni con claveproctiva, su nabe
Esta escondido el nido con este bajo grave, suave
No quiere fama, quiere actuar mas en su cama
Estilo Mc Una Vez, hip-hop toda la semana
Golpeando la ventana, si en verdad takiai con ganas
Mente de crack, rapeo con llamas en fuente de black
Yeaah!...
Y van llorando estilo cesiniciento, y esto es Rock and Rolla
Van gritando, "Si somo los C..."

Rock and Rolla, enrrola, quema, suma lleca, y llevatelas todas
Roba, quien te roba, quien te soba, impone la llorona
Entona, en zona, donde ta mi zona
Estropajo armao de pie y droga, ..., morir en la soga
Jamas se me ahoga, con sus traiciones poseen moda
... a maricones no dan cara, Lloran
Colaboran con la pera tirito-na, ponte una aspirina o dipidona
El tonto que por el perdona, implora
Mi toma revienta de gusto y nadie paga la cuenta
La idea es tomar sin preguntar por cuanto cuesta
La vida no es fácil y fácil es que sea gratis
Es que si hay papel y lápiz, Tom Werry, By Happy
Vola versátil, satido, insatisfecho
La vida es una sola y provisiones le quitan provecho
Ratones al asecho, como el micro intoxico mi pecho
De noche el malhechor, invade el sueño, tranquilo en su lecho
"Mente Sabia Cru..."
La ultima cena esta que arde, llegue con un par de
Porro y un ángel guardián cobarde, son frió y piante
Un arte-sano al debate, ve y rescata-le al magnate
Compra yerba y copula en su yate.

Rock And Rolla

Rock and Rolla, with my logbook, and my hardcore life
We cause a stir, in all the zones
My rap is pure uncut drug, rapping and thinking, imagining
Writing and giving something to talk about
I would blow up your thing and a few fools who are walking around
Talking so much nonsense and crap
They diss us, and they don't know, about the good things
That cluster, in a desk and sitting they wait
My sis, it causes laughter, that runs through your arteries and in matter we are
The pandemic that your ear awaits
Wait sitting down, stick to the picture that you're not even hung
When you are high, we see each other on the fly
I know you miss me and it's not for less to remember moments
At least, that I have lived with this gentleman
But, in every story there is a but, and I prefer to keep at zero
The beats of that poison

With paper, turn it into a meteor, its flow floats well, it rebounds
One hundred kilometers by motorcycle, making a boot, ..., allow me a note
The ... song, hip-hop doing it, sit down read the mercury
Go to the thermometer and turn it on
Melt the verb in lava, nail, lyrical nails, rock and rolla is worth it
Find what you know, hip-hop vomit, they come out
To do freestail with your compare, in code, they come out
Where are you smoking a joint and sailing
Low relief, and in the con, not even with a password, his ship
The nest is hidden with this low bass, soft
He doesn't want fame, he wants to act more in his bed
Mc Una Vez style, hip-hop all week long
Hitting the window, if you really wanted to
Crack mind, rapping with flames at the source of black
Yeaah!...
And they go crying cesiniciento style, and this is Rock and Rolla
They are shouting, "Yes we are the C..."

Rock and Rolla, roll up, burn, add lleca, and take them all
Steal, who steals from you, who rubs you, imposes the weeping woman
Intone, in zone, where is my zone
Scouring pad armed with foot and drug, ..., die on the rope
I never drown, with their betrayals they possess fashion
... fags don't give a face, they cry
They collaborate with the pear tirito-na, put on an aspirin or dipidone
The fool who forgives, implores
My shot bursts with taste and no one pays the bill
The idea is to drink without asking how much it costs
Life is not easy and it is easy for it to be free
It's just that if there's paper and pencil, Tom Werry, By Happy
Versatile flight, satiated, dissatisfied
Life is only one and provisions take advantage of it
Mice on the prowl, like the toxic microphone my chest
At night the evildoer, invades the dream, quiet in his bed
"Mente Sabia Cru..."
The last supper is burning, I arrive with a couple of
Joint and a cowardly guardian angel, they are cold and weeping
A craftsman to the debate, go and rescue him from the tycoon
Buy weed and copulate on his yacht.