Paroles et traduction Neutro Shorty - Asimilalo

Asimilalo

Bom, bom, bom
Dice: Nadie da pelea contra este Rastaman
Preparado pa la brea Diganme donde estan
Dejen que los Vea y Voy a desenmascarar
A estos payasos de Feria with my riddim and style
Ellos son la Burla de esta Humanidad
Sienten asco por los Pobres y Alardean de Humildad
Utilizan las Manos para destruir la Paz
Mientras yo tomo un Lapicero y Cambio esta sociedad
Me importa un Comino
Este es el camino que Dios quizo
Que eligiera y soy dueño de mi Destino
Soy Fiel Pregrino
Del ritmo de la Caja y el bombo Dame tu mejor letra que yo la Orino
Lirica volatil en todos los Barrios
Con un Flow Versatil que no tienen Varios
Si vas a la cima ruedan comentarios
De Gente que sabe que tienes lo que ellos No
Sientan la Voz del Rudeboy Que se Revela
Dandole a la People una Vaina Candela
Puro y Criollo como el Cacao de Venezuela
Y Muchos le deben a Cada santo una Vela (Eeh)
Pero mire hermano deje quieto al que esta quieto
Ando con Dios a mi Lado y el No Acepta Retos
Puros Perros Pobres quieren parar este proyecto
Pero son unos Muertos
O los Restos de unos Muertos Earrrlll
Chill in my Hood Adicct of Meditation
I Make it Reggae Music for my Nation
Forever be Real i Dont Politizacion
Rasta Music is my Only Ocupation
Chill in my Hood Adicct of Meditation
I Make it Reggae Music for my Nation
Forever be Real i Dont Politizacion
Rasta Music is my Only Ocupation
Les Doy Parranda PA PA PAM PAM
En Donde los pesque les Voy a Disparar
Mi Rafaga Lirical
Pues no me hace falta matar
Para demostrar que soy el Pran Jahman
Les Doy Parranda PA PA PAM PAM
En Donde los pesque les Voy a Disparar
Mi Rafaga Lirical
Pues no me hace falta matar
Para demostrar que soy el Pran Jahman
Chill in my Hood Adicct of Meditation
I Make it Reggae Music for my Nation
Forever be Real i Dont Politizacion
Rasta Music is my Only Ocupation

Assimilate

Boom, boom, boom
They say: No one can fight this Rastaman
Prepared for the tar Tell me where you are
Let me see you and I'll unmask you
These clowns from the fair with my riddim and style
They are the laughingstock of humanity
They feel disgusted by the poor and brag about being humble
They use their hands to destroy peace
While I take a pen and change society
I don't give a damn
This is the path that God
Wanted me to choose and I'm the master of my destiny
I'm a faithful pilgrim
Of the rhythm of the snare drum and the bass drum Give me your best lyrics and I'll adorn them
Explosive rhymes in all neighborhoods
With a versatile flow that many don't have
If you reach the top, the comments will roll in
From people who know you have what they don't
Feel the voice of the Rudeboy who reveals himself
Giving the people some fiery stuff
Pure and native like cocoa from Venezuela
And many owe each saint a candle (Eeh)
But look brother, leave the one who's quiet alone
I go with God by my side and He doesn't accept challenges
Just some poor dogs want to stop this project
But they are just dead
Or the remains of some dead Earrrlll
Chill in my hood, addicted to meditation
I make reggae music for my nation
Forever be real, I don't politicize
Rasta music is my only occupation
Chill in my hood, addicted to meditation
I make reggae music for my nation
Forever be real, I don't politicize
Rasta music is my only occupation
I give them a party PA PA PAM PAM
Wherever I catch them, I'm going to shoot them
My lyrical assault rifle
Well, I don't need to kill
To show that I'm the Pran Jahman
I give them a party PA PA PAM PAM
Wherever I catch them, I'm going to shoot them
My lyrical assault rifle
Well, I don't need to kill
To show that I'm the Pran Jahman
Chill in my hood, addicted to meditation
I make reggae music for my nation
Forever be real, I don't politicize
Rasta music is my only occupation