Текст песни и перевод на английский Oscar Lee - El Undécimo Signo

El Undécimo Signo

Lo más real, lo que habita en la calle
Me paso por los huevos su ropa Armani
Me paso por los huevos su puta y su droga, y
Puro pedo, usted no trae pistola

Dicen que son reales, ¡ja! Mentirosos
Su única verdad es que le han dado todo
Ayer hacía "boom bap", hoy ya quiere hacer "trap"
Y si mañana cambia la moda también su "rap"

No te confundas, algo es evolucionar y otra cosa es ser un puto borrego
Yo tengo de purista lo que tú de rapero
Consíguete otro género que te acoja, culero:
Popero, reguetonero

Ellos dicen: "yo no soy poser"
Pero cada que llega una nueva tendencia se desconocen
Pantalón "skinny", tenis "Air Max"
En la calle, mijo, eso te lo van a tumbar

Ya túmbate ese rollo de negro, cabrón
Que en tu puta vida vas a conocer a A$AP Mob
Y en tu puta vida tú vas a evolucionar
Y en tu puta vida un público te va escuchar

No sales de jodido
Yo le saco la feria manteniéndolo vivo
Y aunque no viva de esto, por esto me desvivo
"Keep it real", mijo
Y si tienes algo que decir, pues, aquí tienes tu enemigo

Pa' que venga sin el micro
De la calle calientito
Putas no juegan conmigo
O con alguno de mi equipo

Timespan is broken up into
Twelve great ages
Each age is the way that particular generation evolves
Each age starts with the energy being totally pure
And used thusly: during its time it becomes corrupt
And dies as the new age is born
We are in the point of transition between two ages
We are just starting the process
We are just starting the process
We are just starting the process
We are just starting the process

The Eleventh Sign

The utmost real, the one who inhabits the street
I don't care about his Armani clothes
I don't care about his whore and his dope and
Shut the hell up, you don't carry a gun

They call themselves real, ha! Liars
Their only truth is that they've been given everything
Yesterday he would do "boom bap", today he wants to do "trap"
And if tomorrow the fashion changes, so will his "rap"

Don't get confused, evolving is one thing, being a goddamn sheep is another
I have as much of being a purist as you have of being a rapper
Get yourself another genre that welcomes you, asshole:
Pop star, reggaeton star

They say: "I'm not a poser"
But they disown themselves every time a new trend comes
"Skinny" pants, "Air Max" sneakers
On the street, man, they'll knock you down for that

Give up your blackface routine, man
Because you're never gonna meet the A$AP Mob
And you're never gonna evolve in your life
And a crowd is never gonna listen to you in your life

You're hopeless
I make a living out of keeping this alive
And even though I don't live from this, I live for this
"Keep it real", man
And if you have something to say, well, here's your enemy

Let him come without a mic
Straight from the street
Whores don't mess with me,
Or any of my team

Timespan is broken up into
Twelve great ages
Each age is the way that particular generation evolves
Each age starts with the energy being totally pure
And used thusly: during its time it becomes corrupt
And dies as the new age is born
We are in the point of transition between two ages
We are just starting the process
We are just starting the process
We are just starting the process
We are just starting the process