Paroles et traduction Milka La Mas Dura - Apocalipsis

Apocalipsis

Diablo que vergüenza ese fue el pueblo que te pegó
Tú gente me aclama a mi y aquerosean tu canción
¿Que pasó? Lo cualto no te dieron pa' págale
Y ha'ta tuvi'te que empeña' la teta con to' y silicon
La prostituta del Cibao se sofocó, se reveló
Porque el género se llama Milka y lo domino yo
Loca, yo controlo to' tu eres novata en e'te show
Yo soy la reina del rap, tú la reina de la Playboy
Tú no te sabe' ni vesti', tú necesita un asesor
En e'to tú eres un payaso y contigo me curo un tro
Te digo que me sucedió, un fan tuyo a mi me comentó
Que con to' ese maquillaje tú parece' un maricón

No te quille por la verdad porque fue u'ted que me tiró
Yo vivo en la Capital y u'ted de lambona llegó
Conmigo fue que u'ted brilló, tú no ere' nadie, silicon
Agradéceme que por el nombre mío u'ted sonó
Ni en ese grupo que tú 'taba' Los Aliados eso sirvió
Otro más de tu fracaso' que fueron pal zafacon
Loca, tú no sabe rapea' tú canta malo, pésimo
Si la primera persona que te escucho se suicido
Tú familia te botaron porque tú no da pa' eso
Ello' dicen que esa mierda que tú tiene' no es talento
Que tú voz es como el jugo de tamarindo que da sueño
Lo que te salva e' que tu pobre hermano que te 'tá invirtiendo

¿Quién ma' va a tira'? ¿Quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Quién ma', quién ma', quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Cuál ma' va a tira'? ¿Cuál ma' va a tira'?
¿Cuál será la otra loca que voy enterra'?

¿Quién ma' va a tira'? ¿Quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Quién ma', quién ma', quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Cuál ma' va a tira'? ¿Cuál ma' va a tira'?
Mujere' de silicon que lo que quieren e' sona'

Mierda tu si ere' chi'tosa di'que tu reina del rap
La porquería que tú hace no se llama rapea'
Tú no compone' ni hace na'
Y en e'to tú ere' una engancha'
Y ha'ta le di'te el to- al Lapiz, sucia pa' pode' graba'
Ni grabando con el diablo tú a mi me va' a supera'
Ya tú no ere' protagonista, en e'to tu 'ta' muerta ya
Te lo 'toy metiendo frío sé que así te gusta más
Si por la pela que te da'o te he vuelto materia fecal

E' que en rap yo soy bien rústica
En e'to no hago mímica
Matando el adversario con mi estilo que es original
Cotorra que asesinan de una manera un poco brutal
Por eso que el que tira 'tá consciente que la va a maca'
Con la belleza frustra' otra que tiro pa' na'
Paloma que siempre sale en lo YouTube to' de'greña'
Bu'ca un oficio, mi hermana
Que pa' e'ta vaina u'ted no da
Mejor métete al gimnasio burra y ponte a rebaja'

Oigan, oigan
No crean que yo le 'toy tirando
Yo simplemente le 'toy devolviendo la mierda que u'tede' han tira'o
Yo no 'taba en eso
Fue mi público que me lo pidió

¿Quién ma' va a tira'? ¿Quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Quién ma', quién ma', quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Cuál ma' va a tira'? ¿Cuál ma' va a tira'?
¿Cuál será la otra loca que voy enterra'?

¿Quién ma' va a tira'? ¿Quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Quién ma', quién ma', quién ma' va a tira'?
¿Cuál ma' va a tira'? ¿Cuál ma' va a tira'?
Mujere' de silicon que lo que quieren e' sona'

Ve', te confundi'te de carrera, mami
Tu lo que ere' la reina de la Playboy, oí'te
Una engancha' e' lo que tu ere', tu sabe'

Milka La Mas Dura
La Caverna Bubloy
Lo má' fuerte
Dominicanos Unidos, coming soon, coming soon
Yo soy el Apocalipsis
Tu amenaza lirical
Fifty Pautalo
Jhon Distrito El Malcriao
Beto Flow
Milka La Mas Du-du-da
Bubloy
Déjalo ahí

Apocalypse

Damn, what a shame, that was the town that screwed you over
Your people acclaim me and are disgusted by your song
What happened? They didn't give you enough money to pay me?
And you even had to pawn your tit with all that silicone
The prostitute from Cibao choked, she revealed herself
Because the genre is called Milka and I dominate it
Crazy, I control everything, you're a rookie in this show
I'm the queen of rap, you're the queen of Playboy
You don't even know how to dress, you need an advisor
In this you're a clown and with you I cure a thirst
I'll tell you what happened to me, a fan of yours told me
That with all that makeup you look like a faggot

Don't get mad at the truth because you were the one who came at me
I live in the Capital and you came here as a brown-noser
You shined with me, you're nobody, silicone
Thank me that you became known because of my name
Not even in that group you were in, Los Aliados, did that work
Another one of your failures that went to the trash
Crazy, you don't know how to rap, you sing bad, terrible
If the first person who heard you committed suicide
Your family kicked you out because you're not good for that
They say that that shit you have is not talent
That your voice is like tamarind juice that makes you sleepy
What saves you is that your poor brother is investing in you

Who else is gonna come at me? Who else is gonna come at me?
Who else, who else, who else is gonna come at me?
Which one is gonna come at me? Which one is gonna come at me?
Which will be the next crazy bitch that I bury?

Who else is gonna come at me? Who else is gonna come at me?
Who else, who else, who else is gonna come at me?
Which one is gonna come at me? Which one is gonna come at me?
Silicone women who just want to be famous

Shit, you're funny, saying you're the queen of rap
The crap you do is not called rapping
You don't write or do anything
And in this, you're a hanger-on
And you even gave Lapiz the 'to' just to be able to record, you dirty bitch
Not even recording with the devil are you gonna surpass me
You're not the protagonist anymore, in this you're already dead
I'm putting it to you cold, I know that's how you like it best
If because of the money they've given you I've become fecal matter

It's that in rap I'm very rustic
In this, I don't do mimicry
Killing the adversary with my style that is original
Parrots that they assassinate in a somewhat brutal way
That's why whoever comes at me is aware that I'm gonna fuck them up
With the frustrated beauty, another one I throw away for nothing
Pigeon who always shows up on YouTube all disheveled
Get a job, my sister
Cause you're not cut out for this shit
Better hit the gym, donkey, and start losing weight

Listen, listen
Don't think I'm coming at her
I'm simply giving her back the shit you've thrown
I wasn't in on it
It was my audience that asked me for it

Who else is gonna come at me? Who else is gonna come at me?
Who else, who else, who else is gonna come at me?
Which one is gonna come at me? Which one is gonna come at me?
Which will be the next crazy bitch that I bury?

Who else is gonna come at me? Who else is gonna come at me?
Who else, who else, who else is gonna come at me?
Which one is gonna come at me? Which one is gonna come at me?
Silicone women who just want to be famous

See, you got the wrong career, mami
You're the queen of Playboy, you hear?
A hanger-on is what you are, you know

Milka La Mas Dura
La Caverna Bubloy
The strongest
Dominicans Unidos, coming soon, coming soon
I'm the Apocalypse
Your lyrical threat
Fifty Pautalo
Jhon Distrito El Malcriao
Beto Flow
Milka La Mas Du-du-da
Bubloy
Leave it there