Текст и перевод песни Arcángel - En el callejón

En el callejón

En El Callejon
Hey Yo
Arcangel pa
Bandoleros Flow
Echo
(Envuelto
Desde chamakito en el callejon
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon
Lo malo me llamaba
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba)
(Envuelto desde chamakito en el callejon
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon
Lo malo me llamaba
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba)
Yo no puedo permitir
Ke venga un loko y me vacee un cartucho
Naah yo soy la esperanza de muchos
Tengo amistades ke se alegran
Cuando voy hacia adelante
Y aunke la calle esta mala
Tratare de ser cantante
Primero, poner mi gente alante
Por ke usted conecte un palo
Muchos tratan de tirarte el guante
Muchos q dicen tu puño no aguanto
Pero me mantendre campiando mientras tanto
De ves en cuando
Hablo con dios y no contesta
Le pido por mi vida
Y por q el dia amanesca
Gracias le doy a el por darme
El flow verdadero
Ke mas puedo dar si desde ke naci
Soy bandolero
Desde pekeño fui sincero
Y aprendi ke las cosas bin hechas
Hay ke hacerlas con esmero
Si se mueven kedaran prisioneros
Del flow malicioso vendecido por dios
Desapareciendolos
(Envuelto
Desde chamakito en el callejon
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon
Lo malo me llamaba
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba)
(Envuelto
Desde chamakito en el callejon
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon
Lo malo me llamaba
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba)
Yo no fronteo
Soy un ser humano imperfecto
Los cual les pone claro q tengo muchos defectos
Lirical soy un arkitecto
Fabrico torres de rimas
Q te pasan por en cima y te riman
Mientras ustedes me tiran
Mis neuronas macrinan
Prendo un fily y en vez de matarlas
Yo le doy vida
Muchos hablan y con escucharlo no se mueren
Tengo flow pa repartirles a los q no tienen
Diganme ke kieren si cuando tiran no pueden
No aguantan se dan golpes contra las paredes
Y se molestan criaron famas
Se acostaron a dormir y les paso
El nene a todos ustedes
Yo voy al grano sin mucho corte
Sin mucho detalle
Mami dijo je no sirvo pues voy pa la calle
En busca de akel papel con las caras verdes
Ando en busca de lo mio dudo puedan detenerme
(Envuelto
Desde chamakito en el callejon
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon
Lo malo me llamaba
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba)
(Envuelto
Desde chamakito en el callejon
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon
Lo malo me llamaba
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba)
Hey yo
Arcangel pa
Un bandolero reportandose
Ya tu sabes pa
Don
Echo yo
Un bandolero de los uevos se reporta

In the Alley

In The Alley
Hey Yo
Arcangel for you, baby
Bandolero Flow
Echo
(Wrapped up
Since I was a kid in the alley
I've always liked the hustle
The bad called me
While I was trafficking through the alleys of my island)
(Wrapped up since I was a kid in the alley
I've always liked the hustle
The bad called me
While I was trafficking through the alleys of my island)
I can't allow
Some crazy guy to come and empty a clip on me
Nah, I'm the hope of many
I have friends who are happy
When I move forward
And even though the streets are bad
I'll try to be a singer
First, put my people first
Because you connect a hit
Many try to throw you the glove
Many who say your fist can't take it
But I'll keep hustling in the meantime
From time to time
I talk to God and he doesn't answer
I ask him for my life
And for the day to dawn
I thank him for giving me
The true flow
What more can I give if since I was born
I'm a bandolero
Since I was little I was sincere
And I learned that things done well
Must be done with care
If they move they will remain prisoners
Of the malicious flow blessed by God
Making them disappear
(Wrapped up
Since I was a kid in the alley
I've always liked the hustle
The bad called me
While I was trafficking through the alleys of my island)
(Wrapped up
Since I was a kid in the alley
I've always liked the hustle
The bad called me
While I was trafficking through the alleys of my island)
I don't front
I'm an imperfect human being
Which makes it clear to you that I have many flaws
Lyrically I'm an architect
I build towers of rhymes
That pass over you and rhyme
While you guys throw at me
My neurons macerate
I light a joint and instead of killing them
I give them life
Many talk and by listening to them they don't die
I have flow to spare for those who don't have it
Tell me what you want if you can't when you throw
They can't take it they hit themselves against the walls
And they get upset, they created fame
They went to sleep and it happened to them
The kid to all of you
I get to the point without much cutting
Without much detail
Mommy said I'm no good so I'm going to the streets
In search of that paper with the green faces
I'm looking for what's mine, I doubt they can stop me
(Wrapped up
Since I was a kid in the alley
I've always liked the hustle
The bad called me
While I was trafficking through the alleys of my island)
(Wrapped up
Since I was a kid in the alley
I've always liked the hustle
The bad called me
While I was trafficking through the alleys of my island)
Hey yo
Arcangel for you, baby
A bandolero reporting
You know, for
Don
Echo me
A bandolero with balls reports