Текст и перевод песни Aleman feat. Grave - The Cypher

The Cypher

he hey hey que tranza, no me estes llamando ahorita estoy con la gravedad tirandome unas barras ya es la hora que iguale alemania y gravedad
que tranza mi aleman
que tranza wey
la gente quiere escuchar esa mierda que usted sabe entregar carnal, como dice
yo soy nacido en el barrio
ya diario sabes, tranzas por todo el vecindario
y amo eso mi vida loca
amo lo que trae y lo que provoca
vamos a ver que me ire al infierno
y que mas da igual aca todos estan enfermos
mariajuanita me juzgan
y soy buen perro por eso los puerquitos me buscan
y las envidias las deboro
cuando decoro paredes, fumo de esas de mallboro
y me voy como el humo
pero te dejo mi adiccion pa que mi rap tengo consumo
y no es mi culpa que no me estimes por que soy el que no deja huella en la escena del crimen
y solo se que le hago mal a otros
y solo se que a cabrones yo derroto
y esta noche es noche de locura
todas mis ideas me llevan a travesuras
no te hare daño lo juras, me volteo y me traicionas que poquito duras
ves de lo que hablo, no hay sinceridad
y aun que duela, siempre en la calle habra maldad
y mi gente que viva, aun que en el diario mi barrio siempre tiene la exclusiva
no me he cansado de gastar saliba, se que en mis canciones hay respuestas positivas
no te estimas y activa, si les moleste perdona, descuida ya me iba
asi se dice you
you grave
asi se escupe you
diles como es este bussine bro
grave grave
ningun guarro va a cuidarte
me preparo para atacarte con lo primero que agarro el micro para descalabrarte
ni un amparo va a salvarte disparo culminante con un carro atropellarte o darte un paro culminante
con descaro saludarte a lanzar municiones
mis letras calan cual piedras en los riñones
hoy decapitan a tu capitan flow flows aquistan antrax de mexico hasta pakistan
hice un manual de batalla conceptual
oigo el beat y me transformo en animal como en nahual
la matanza fue casual, el fin como los gosth
traigo nascara de hokey y un hacha de leñador
es mi peli de terror, mercenal y armado hasta los dientes como en gears of war
derricor mixflow mantienes el ricor fribolos los ojos elidos cuando vicor
soy victor frankeinstein tu eres quico
su inteligencia artificial y no es un cicord
lo detecto en tu reparto buscas atencion como una pis con depresion de posparto
a la guerra nos incitan minaspc, aspiripinta, lineas de vitamina c
la dinamita que use explota en el beat con malicia
no hay escape de el engambre never es la milicia
cypher effect, ags junto con el aleman
y el malandro alemania con el grave sentados en el trono en la cia

The Cypher

Hey hey hey, what's up? Don't call me right now, I'm with Gravity, dropping some bars. It's time for Germany and Gravity to match up.
What's up, my Aleman?
What's up, dude?
People want to hear that shit you know how to deliver, bro, like you say
I was born in the hood
Every day, you know, hustling all over the neighborhood
And I love this crazy life of mine
I love what it brings and what it provokes
Let's see, I'm going to hell
And what does it matter, everyone here is sick anyway
Mary Jane, they judge me
And I'm a good dog, that's why the little pigs are after me
And I devour envy
When I decorate walls, I smoke those Marlboros
And I fade away like smoke
But I leave you my addiction so my rap gets consumed
And it's not my fault you don't value me because I'm the one who doesn't leave a trace at the crime scene
And I only know that I do bad to others
And I only know that I defeat bastards
And tonight is a night of madness
All my ideas lead me to mischief
I won't hurt you, you swear, I turn around and you betray me, you don't last long
You see what I'm talking about, there's no sincerity
And even though it hurts, there will always be evil in the streets
And my people who live, even though my neighborhood always has the exclusive in the daily news
I haven't gotten tired of spitting, I know there are positive answers in my songs
Don't underestimate yourself and activate, if I bothered them, forgive me, don't worry, I was leaving
That's how you say it, you
You, Grave
That's how you spit it, you
Tell them how this business is, bro
Grave Grave
No cop is gonna take care of you
I prepare to attack you with the first thing I grab, the mic to bash your head in
Not even protection will save you, a fatal shot, running you over with a car, or giving you a fatal heart attack
Greeting you with audacity, throwing ammunition
My lyrics penetrate like stones in the kidneys
Today they behead your captain, flows flow, they hoard anthrax from Mexico to Pakistan
I made a conceptual battle manual
I hear the beat and I transform into an animal like in Nahual
The massacre was casual, the end like the ghosts
I bring a hockey mask and a lumberjack's axe
It's my horror movie, mercenary and armed to the teeth like in Gears of War
Deranged mixflow, you keep the record frivolous, eyes closed when you see
I'm Victor Frankenstein, you're Quico
His artificial intelligence and it's not a Discord
I detect it in your delivery, you seek attention like a bitch with postpartum depression
They incite us to war, mindfuck, aspirinpint, lines of vitamin C
The dynamite I use explodes on the beat with malice
There's no escape from the swarm, never is the militia
Cypher effect, AGS together with Aleman
And the thug Germany with Grave sitting on the throne in the CIA