Paroles et traduction Sensei Aka - Litros de Llanto

Litros de Llanto

Guardo mi odio nene, como Kung Fu Kenny
Traigo es mierda puesta en mi ADN
Pobre niño rico hay pocas cosa que no tiene
Apellido invicto trae mancha en sus papeles
Pibes manchan los paneles
Yo escuchando "Siete Pieles"
Traigo la suerte echada economía sobre rieles
Aun así no vivo libre, mis cadenas me detienen
On does not simply mi nene
Vengo a donar lo que me deben... no lo tienen...

Ese trapper es Richi Pellphs
No es amenaza bajo mis pies
Divaga con armas, le canta a su ex
Miradas al suelo, mi honor x 10
Si ahora sos musico ¿el rap que es?
Tirando mierda que niegan despues
Un hoyo en su pecho y no es Malcom X

Para tanto no es tu estilo de mierda
Un ritmo bailable, poco potable
Pose a derecha y foto a la izquierda
No son letras reales vive en tinieblas
Con la voz que le tiembla
Escucho fracturas
"Yunkezz" que se quiebran

Para tanto no es... no es para tanto
No nos une el amor sino el espanto... litros de llanto
Del silencio al exalto, para ser exacto
No pierdo tu rastro litros de llanto, litros de llanto...

Tears by the Gallons

I keep my hatred, baby, like Kung Fu Kenny
I bring this shit embedded in my DNA
Poor rich boy, there are few things he lacks
An invincible name brings stains to his papers
Punks stain the panels
Me listening to "Seven Skins"
I bring luck and economy on rails
Even so, I don't live free, my chains hold me back
"You shall not pass," my dear
I come to donate what they owe me... they haven't got it...

That rapper is Richie Pellphs
He's not a threat beneath my feet
Rants with weapons, sings to his ex
My honor is worth ten times his, with my eyes on the ground
If you're a musician now, what is rap?
Throwing out shit that they deny later
A hole in his chest, and it's not Malcolm X

His style of shit isn't up to par
A danceable rhythm, hardly drinkable
Poses on the right, photos on the left
His lyrics aren't real, he lives in darkness
His voice trembles
I hear fractures
"Anvils" that break

His style isn't... isn't up to par
We are not united by love but by terror... tears by the gallons
From silence to uproar, to be exact
I won't lose track of you, tears by the gallons, tears by the gallons...