Paroles et traduction Pedro Mo - Ciudadanos de Segunda Clase

Ciudadanos de Segunda Clase

Radio cachina

Rap muy supay

Locotes en el beat

Hablo de paz entre politicas cleptonanas
(De maho y mar)
Escapan en el bar
En el mar olvidar
Sin mirar atras del metal
Protegidos por la fal
Fatal, velar la fosa comunal
De esa falsa libertad
Que van a hablar, sii
Cada 28 se celebra un funeral
Aqui
Hablo de igual a igual
Casual informal
Formar el canal informar
Ser mas condorcanqui
Hablo de penas en la mente
Que encadena si
Todo lo que gana en la semana
Es pa la vena suena
Que no respeta sus metas
Chaqueta en cleta coqueta
Pecaste tas' mejor que la
... sera
Te hablo de guerra
Aunque no quieras y quizas
Hablan de mas (mas)
Hablan acciones que rap
Por eso mi compay tu puedes hablar
Lo que quieras mas la acera
En balacera te lo va a cobrar

(Ayyyy mi compayy
Toda la abancaaay
Ayyyy toda la abancaay)

Ayyy mi compay
Toda la abancay
En huacatay
Toy' very high
No hay
Noche que yo salga
Y que regrese sin freestyle

Me encierras y decido
No se servil vendido
A grupo corporativo
Que genere esta miseria no
Es un delito si critico al
Que me quito y vendio
De a poquito el dibujito
En mi bandera
Rata semera la minera petrolera
Pa' ganarse unos solsitos y
Mandar sus hijos fuera
Pero aca en la acera nos matamos
(Por) la droga
(Por) barra
(Por) la plata
(Por) la nalga de una hembra
Welcome extrajero ven
Comprate al peru
La tierra de la de fosa
De la chola very good
De la coca que te aloca
De la playa, mar azul
De la angustia que me ajusta
Un par de lucas el menu
Busco utopias
Sin ...
Hijo de pu
Se te sube el (fanatiu?)
Practicando pa' redbull
Archiva eso en el folder
Y (rendismo) donde
Borraron los nombres
De los hombres que no tienen
Ataud
De lipo esteroides
Estereotipos son moldes
Androides uniformes
En el nombre del progreso
Amor ven hoy
En mi queloides
Por los cortes de tus besos
Dignidado en el museo
Por los golpes de tus huesos
Hip-hop es mi hijo
Mi primo y hasta mi viejo
Tambien mis ancestros muertos
Pa' mis nietos esto dejo
6 elementos congestion
Conocimiento
Baile, letras, musica,
Pintura represento

Te amo
Te amo
Hip-hop

Somos ciudadanos de segunda clases
Perros del hortelano
Y peruanos que desconocen
Que el Peru les pertenece
Al gobierno y sus secuaces
Basta ya de abusos
Juntamos sangres y voces

Es que somos:
Somos ciudadanos de segunda clases
Perros del hortelano
Y peruanos que desconocen
Que el Peru les pertenece
Al gobierno y sus secuaces
Basta ya de abusos
Juntamos sangres y voces

Basta ya de abusos
Juntamos sangres y voces

Comite pocoflo

Zekatari

Resistencia records

Second Class Citizens

Radio cachina

Rap very supay

Crazy people on the beat

I talk about peace among kleptomaniac politicians
(From magic and sea)
They escape in the bar
To forget in the sea
Without looking back from the metal
Protected by the fal
Fatal, watching over the mass grave
Of that false freedom
What are they going to talk about, yeah
Every 28th a funeral is held
Here
I talk about equal to equal
Casual informal
Form the channel inform
Be more condorcanqui
I speak of sorrows in the mind
That chain if
Everything you earn in the week
It's for the vein it sounds
That doesn't respect their goals
Flirty plaid jacket
You sinned tas' better than her
... will be
I'm talking about war
Even if you don't want to and maybe
They talk too much (more)
They talk about actions that rap
That's why my friend you can talk
Whatever you want more the sidewalk
In a shootout he's gonna charge you for it

(Oh my friend
All the abancaaay
Oh all the abancaay)

Oh my friend
All the abancay
In huacatay
I'm very high
There is no
Night that I go out
And I come back without freestyle

You lock me up and I decide
Don't be a servile sellout
To corporate group
That generates this misery, no
It's a crime if I criticize
That took me away and sold
Little by little the little drawing
On my flag
Seeding rat, the oil miner
To earn a few suns and
Send your children away
But here on the steel we kill ourselves
(For) drugs
(For) bar
(For) the money
(For) a woman's buttock
Welcome foreigner come
Buy yourself Peru
The land of the grave
Of the chola very good
Of the coca that drives you crazy
From the beach, blue sea
Of the anguish that binds me
A couple of lucas the menu
I look for utopias
Without ...
Son of a bitch
The (fanatic?) rises on you
Practicing for Red Bull
File that in the folder
And (surrenderism) where
They erased the names
Of men who don't have
Coffin
Lipo steroids
Stereotypes are molds
Uniform androids
In the name of progress
Love come today
In my keloids
For the cuts of your kisses
Dignified in the museum
For the blows of your bones
Hip-hop is my son
My cousin and even my old man
Also my dead ancestors
I leave this to my grandchildren
6 elements congestion
Knowledge
Dance, lyrics, music,
I represent painting

I love you baby
I love you baby
Hip-hop

We are second class citizens
Dogs in the manger
And Peruvians who are unaware
That Peru belongs to them
To the government and its henchmen
Enough of abuses
We gather blood and voices

It is that we are:
We are second class citizens
Dogs in the manger
And Peruvians who are unaware
That Peru belongs to them
To the government and its henchmen
Enough of abuses
We gather blood and voices

Enough of abuses
We gather blood and voices

Committee pocoflo

Zekatari

Resistance records