Paroles et traduction Syto de HGC - You Are Not Special

You Are Not Special

Yo solo miro pa lo mio y lo coge personal
Como si me diesen de comer o me buscaras el pan
Estoy contando las ganancias no una media verdad
Con la weed con la fat no con sus fantasmas
Yo ni escucho tu mierda tengo que trabajar,
Me llueve sobre mojao si hablas de vender o robar
Me la resbala to ese mundo y to tu juicio moral
Yo soy tu chulo y la condal sabe quien es su papa
Y ya esta no hay mas mi boca esta dorá
Yo estoy pobre de siempre pero nunca sera
Y ya esta no hay mas mi boca esta dorá
We come from the bottom pero nunca vamos pa atrás.
Hijo de puta, ¿te crees que eres rapero? Chupa!
A mi la calle me quiere y no hay quien lo discuta
Otra cosa es lo que flipes con tus pendejadas
Cada vez que escupes tu mierda de rap me insultas, furcia!
Yo no he crecido ready para la foto
Como tos vosotros locos por ser famoso, socio.
Tú eres de todo menos talentoso,
Sino fíjate en cómo lucimos nosotros.
Tengo la cabeza que siento que reboso
Y ya no quiero explotar quiero borrarme del globo.
Yo, tengo una blanquita eso siempre esta jugoso
Y ya ni pienso en tocarla pa llenarte de oro, coño.
Pa llenarte todo el coño de mi hijos y vestirlos a todos de Polo.
Caballito, caballito, cadena de oro,
North face by the face, los niños están locos.
A veces jodo lo que toco, sin querer
Y otras soy yo el que lo provoco.
Me follo a esos raperos a palanca en el chozo,
Imagínate si hiciese el idiota como vosotros.
Socio corta esta mierda, Fuck this shit...

You Are Not Special

I only look out for myself and take it personally
As if you were feeding me or looking for bread for me
I'm counting the profits, not some half-truth
With weed with the fat, not with your ghosts
I don't even listen to your shit, I have to work,
It's raining on me if you talk about selling or robbing
All that world and your moral judgment slips away for me
I am your pimp and the county knows who its daddy is
And that's it, there's no more, my mouth is golden
I've always been poor but it will never be like that
And that's it, there's no more, my mouth is golden
We come from the bottom but we never go back.
Motherfucker, do you think you're a rapper? Suck it!
The street loves me and there's no arguing about it
What you freak out about with your bullshit is another thing
Every time you spit out your rap crap, you insult me, you slut!
I didn't grow up ready for the photo
Like all of you guys, crazy to be famous, partner.
You're anything but talented,
If not, look at how we look.
My head is overflowing
And I no longer want to explode, I want to erase myself from the globe.
Yo, I have a little white girl, that's always juicy
And I don't even think about touching her to fill you up with gold, honey.
To fill your whole cunt with my kids and dress them all in Polo.
Horsey, horsey, gold chain,
North face by the face, the kids are crazy.
Sometimes I fuck up what I touch, without meaning to
And other times I'm the one who provokes it.
I fuck those rappers with a lever in the shack,
Imagine if I did the asshole like you.
Partner, cut this crap, Fuck this shit...