Paroles et traduction Shotta - Son Flows

Son Flows

Shotta qué es el flow? Por favor, explícamelo, por favor.
El flow es como...
No lo entiendo, Shotta por favor explícamelo, qué es el flow?
El flow es como... Flow, flows, floooooooows...

Quiero un chupito de tequila que me saque este demonio
Niña, dame otro beso de estramonio
Mentiroso tu novio prefabricao
Es un empalagoso como el vodka caramelizao
En el suelo de mi cuarto desmayao
Resacón en Sevilla, concentrao
Yo me he criao en los 90, prenda
He tocao con Das Efex y Heltas Kelta.

Corred mami, con Red Man y Method Man en Tarifa rapeando con el viento más violento con sabor a grifa
La policía desalojando a los chavales
Estábamos flipando disfrutando viendo aquellos graves
He cruzao el charco; viva Chile, viva Uruguay!
Viva Argentina; el Hip Hop me salvó la vida
Con mucho muchacho, música a uno
Solo queríamos abrir la cultura del RAP a todo el mundo

De qué se quejan? Qué? Por qué odian?
No saben nada de los rapers, tenemos historia
Odiadores no jodáis con el suicida
Gángsters? Salen corriendo luego en la avenida.
Esto no es undergound ni mainstream, payaso!
Cómo sueno? Como un tortazo, oh!
No busco bulla, rapeo sin envidia.
También tengo amigos asesinos, Tenemos familia.

Son flows, okey
Este era el primer trozo, hermano.
Son flows, ey, no te vayas todavía;
El 2º viene muy fuerte (muy fuerte)
Son flows, ah. ahí lo llevas, Dj rune controlando.
Son flows, flows, floooooooows...

Soy un bipolar, me corto el cuello y paso el rato
No podría salir en MTV bailando como un pato ¡Cuak!
Esto no es un pique, no te equivoques.
Yo no estoy aquí por mí, soy el hermano del Tote
Has probao tu propia mierda y sabe bien?
Son experiencias nuevas como votar al PP, vaya!
Cifuentes, te cabe en el culo un puente, guapa
Que el Shotta rapee es abolir la propiedad privada

Ouh! Qué bien me lo paso,
Voy sacando flows al pasillo, desnudo, medio borracho.
El mundo está al revés y yo no entiendo na...
Nada parará la llamarada del rapero ya!!!
Al que es malo rapeando se le ve, mami.
Es un paquete aquí en España y en Miami, papi.
Esto ya es una liga, campeones!
Raperos de 2º división con orgullo, con dos cojones!

Son flows, ja! ya sabes de qué va
Son flows, ahora viene el 3º no lo olvides.
Para que almuerces, pa' que desayunes, pa'que cenes...
Son flows, flows, flows, flows, flooooows!

Páralo DJ, deja que pille este flow
Y acribille a miles de símiles con la fuerza de Aquiles
Diles que pillen el dique Que estoy to' Leaving las Vegas
Que nada frena esta selva llena de maricones y lesbianas

Hoy es el día donde todo empieza
Donde pongo fecha límite a la puta tristeza
Donde tacho la libreta de mi llanto y mi pena
Y los problemas se convierten en efímera mierda
Con el boom! Con el clap! Desde el sur a Japón tengo un plan!
No acabarán con mi Corán.
Sin muchos aspavientos como Messi me gusta jugar
Esto es un cabezazo en el pecho, Zinedine Zidane
El pasado es pasado; el presente importa
Intento cuidar a mi pareja pa' que no se rompa
Cuántas pollas chupó? Cuántos coños comí?
MC vacila de grupies a 15 metros de aquí, en fin.
Los Boomerang inundan la instrumental
Lo escuchan en la calle y se suicidan, gubernamental
Políticamente incorrecto? No soy un orangután
Mi gente, manos en el aire ya!

Okeys, esto son mis flows
Solo son flows,
Píllalo Eh! Ja, Dj rune, sácate unos flows pa'la peña ey!

Son Flows (Flows of Sound)

Shotta, what is flow? Please, explain it to me, please.
Flow is like...
I don't get it, Shotta please explain it to me, what is flow?
Flow is like... Flow, flows, floooooooows...

I want a shot of tequila to cast out this demon
Girl, give me another kiss of jimsonweed
Your pre-fabricated boyfriend is a liar
He's sickeningly sweet, like caramelized vodka
Passed out on my bedroom floor
Hungover in Seville, concentrated
I grew up in the 90s, babe
I've played with Das Efex and Heltas Kelta.

Run, mami, with Red Man and Method Man in Tarifa rapping with the fiercest wind, tasting of weed
The police evicting the youngsters
We were tripping, enjoying, watching those deep bass lines
I've crossed the pond; long live Chile, long live Uruguay!
Long live Argentina; Hip Hop saved my life
With many guys, music as one
We just wanted to open the culture of RAP to everyone

What are they complaining about? What? Why do they hate?
They know nothing about rappers, we have history
Haters, don't mess with the suicidal
Gangsters? They run away later on the avenue.
This isn't underground or mainstream, clown!
How do I sound? Like a slap in the face, oh!
I don't look for trouble, I rap without envy.
I also have friends who are killers, We have family.

It's flows, okay
This was the first piece, brother.
It's flows, hey, don't leave yet;
The 2nd one is coming in strong (very strong)
It's flows, ah, there you go, Dj rune in control.
It's flows, flows, floooooooows...

I'm bipolar, I slit my throat and pass the time
I couldn't be on MTV dancing like a duck, quack!
This isn't a diss, don't get it twisted.
I'm not here for myself, I'm Tote's brother
Have you tasted your own shit and it tastes good?
It's a new experience, like voting for the PP, wow!
Cifuentes, a bridge would fit up your ass, gorgeous
Shotta rapping is abolishing private property

Ouh! I'm having such a good time,
I'm spitting flows in the hallway, naked, half drunk.
The world is upside down and I don't understand anything...
Nothing will stop the rapper's flame now!!!
You can tell who's bad at rapping, mami.
He's a lightweight here in Spain and in Miami, papi.
This is a league now, champions!
2nd division rappers with pride, with two balls!

It's flows, ha! you know what it's about
It's flows, now comes the 3rd one, don't forget.
For your lunch, for your breakfast, for your dinner...
It's flows, flows, flows, flows, flooooows!

Stop it DJ, let me catch this flow
And riddle thousands of similes with the strength of Achilles
Tell them to catch the levee I'm all Leaving Las Vegas
That nothing stops this jungle full of fags and dykes

Today is the day where everything begins
Where I put a deadline on fucking sadness
Where I cross out the notebook of my tears and my pain
And problems become ephemeral shit
With the boom! With the clap! From the south to Japan I have a plan!
They will not destroy my Quran.
Without much fuss like Messi I like to play
This is a headbutt to the chest, Zinedine Zidane
The past is the past; the present matters
I try to take care of my partner so it doesn't break
How many dicks did she suck? How many pussies did I eat?
MC bragging about groupies 15 meters from here, anyway.
Boomerangs flood the instrumental
They listen to it on the street and commit suicide, governmental
Politically incorrect? I'm not an orangutan
My people, hands in the air now!

Okay, these are my flows
They're just flows,
Get it Eh! Ha, Dj rune, drop some flows for the people ey!