Paroles et traduction Pure Nigga - Guardian del Codigo

Guardian del Codigo

De que me sirve lo que canto, si no levanto tu estado
De animo en un salto, like do you bandom.

Sigo mi meta como tantos que con un llanto perdieron
Toda la ilusión de seguir cantando, me siento un santo.

Muchos viven una condena, penita pena y por culpa de
Seguir llorando su vida queman.

Pero yo tengo una manera, asi que espera, que con amor
Y sentimiento todo prospera.

In the street come around sing it in, sing it out
Feel the rhythm, feel the glow.

Traigo la solución, escucha mi canción, a causa de
Mi fe, llene tu corazón.

Y si no queda opción, busca la redención, pues seguirás
De pie aunque pidas perdón.

(Eso dice mucho de ti, porque muchos van de reales
Hermano, de calle no se que, y luego no respetan ni a
La familia, sabes lo que te quiero decir. Grande
Hermano, puros códigos, ya lo sabes).

A lo mejor suena perverso, mi lindo verso, que con
Gramática sin sexo fecunda el texto, guardián del
Código perfecto de ser honesto, tiro pa′lante con
Lo opuesto, a flow apesto like pasta al pesto.

Big theme shacalao, reggae music soldier in babilon
Check it out.

Sweet cream baradaum Kion studio, Pure Negga on a
Micrphone.

In the street come around sing it in, sing it out
Feel the rhythm, feel the glow.

Traigo la solución, escucha mi canción, a causa de
Mi fe, llene tu corazón.

Y si no queda opción, busca la redención, pues seguirás
De pie aunque pidas perdón.

Guardian of the Code

What good is my singing if it doesn't uplift your spirit
In a leap of faith, like do you bandom?

I follow my goal like many who have lost with a cry
All the illusion of continuing to sing, I feel like a saint.

Many live a sentence, pity, pity, and because of
Continuing to mourn their lives burn.

But I have a way, so wait, with love
And feeling everything thrives.

In the street come around sing it in, sing it out
Feel the rhythm, feel the glow.

I bring the solution, listen to my song, because of
My faith, fill your heart.

And if there is no option left, seek redemption, because you will continue
To stand even if you ask for forgiveness.

(That says a lot about you, because many go around being real
Brother, from the streets I don't know what, and then they don't even respect
The family, you know what I mean. Big
Brother, pure codes, you know it).

Maybe it sounds perverse, my beautiful verse, with
Grammar without sex fertilizes the text, guardian of the
Perfect code of being honest, I shoot forward with
The opposite, a flow that stinks like pesto pasta.

Big theme shacalao, reggae music soldier in babilon
Check it out.

Sweet cream baradaum Kion studio, Pure Negga on a
Microphone.

In the street come around sing it in, sing it out
Feel the rhythm, feel the glow.

I bring the solution, listen to my song, because of
My faith, fill your heart.

And if there is no option left, seek redemption, because you will continue
To stand even if you ask for forgiveness.