Текст и перевод песни Blake - Droga Dura

Droga Dura

Ohhh, Ohhhh
Ohhh, Ohhhh
A veces no miras lo que tienes al lado
Queremos vivir cegados
Te estas conformando dejando que el mando
De tu vida rule depende del cambio que has tomado

Ya no se mira por ti sino por lo que te den, así te quieran mal, y te la chupen bien
Es lo que importa, lo que hago no lo merecen
En el fondo no me merecen
Básicamente estoy sacando too la mierda, y tan bien

Que ya creen, que mi música es el fruto del edén
Ese fruto, prohibido por quien
Saben que tengo razón y que ademas la cuido bien
Tengo numero para que se me suba

Mas que tú, pero para qué, no me aporta, no ayuda
¿Acabará como todos? me ofende la duda
Mi rap será recordado como droga dura
Ten, cámbiala por ella

Usa mi música, deja la botella
Dentro de tos hay una estrella
Sácala, deja en el mundo una huella
Lucha por lo que tu quieres aunque te de digan que no es tan fácil

Esto está hecho para gente hábil
Que sabe moverse entre lo oscuridad plena
Que sabe apostar y que ese riesgo no le quema

No tienes que creerte nada
Déjales que hablen mal
Tú sabes que vales más
Deja el mundo girar en paz
Dejales que hablen mal
Tú vales más

Quieren que yo me haga el loco, y no toca
Otra cosa es que les de miedo que el loco abra la boca
He visto tanto mierda para tan poca vida
Que uno ya no olvida que se vence con derrotas

En este mundo topas con la gente que te quiere
O eso crees hasta que duele comprobar que eres idiota
El amor no se ve, no se palpa ni se toca
Cuanto mas lo quieres, mas fácil se agota

Somos piezas de ajedrez, quedamos muy pocas
Que sepamos que todo es como el juego de la oca
Puedes tenerlo todo, y morirte por la coca
O ir para abogado y acabar picando roca y fuera

He tenido poco, he tenido mucho, he tenido nada
Y lo unico que importa de verdad es ver esa cara
Que hace que se pare el mundo solo con una mirada
Y nada, el dinero no da nada

Bueno si, cosas caras, y para
La verdad es que al final del camino hay una pala
Y una suite, para ti, hecha de tierra helada
Mira la hora, cuanto queda

Y de todos los que tienes cuantos te lloran
Mira el ahora, que mañana
Todo lo que tuviste ya no vale un dolar
No, ya no vale nada, ya no vale un dolar, no
Ya no vale nada, ya no vale un dolar

No tienes que creerte nada
Déjales que hablen mal
Tú sabes que vales más
Deja el mundo girar en paz
Dejales que hablen mal
Tú vales más

Hard Drug

Ohhh, Ohhhh
Ohhh, Ohhhh
Sometimes you don't see what you have right beside you
We want to live blinded
You're settling, letting the control
Of your life roll, depend on the change you've taken

They no longer look out for you, but for what they can get, even if they treat you badly, and suck you off well
That's what matters, what I do they don't deserve
Deep down they don't deserve me
Basically, I'm getting all the shit out, and so well

That they already believe, that my music is the fruit of Eden
That fruit, forbidden by whom
They know I'm right and that I also take good care of it
I have the numbers to make me rise

More than you, but what for, it doesn't contribute, it doesn't help
Will it end up like everyone else? The doubt offends me
My rap will be remembered as a hard drug
Here, trade it for it

Use my music, leave the bottle
Inside all of you there's a star
Take it out, leave a mark on the world
Fight for what you want even if they tell you it's not that easy

This is made for skilled people
Who know how to move in the full darkness
Who know how to bet and that risk doesn't burn them

You don't have to believe anything
Let them talk bad
You know you're worth more
Let the world spin in peace
Let them talk bad
You're worth more

They want me to act crazy, and it's not the time
Another thing is that they're scared of the madman opening his mouth
I've seen so much shit for such a short life
That one no longer forgets that you win with defeats

In this world you come across people who love you
Or so you think until it hurts to realize you're an idiot
Love is not seen, felt or touched
The more you want it, the easier it runs out

We are chess pieces, very few of us remain
That we know that everything is like the game of goose
You can have it all, and die for the coke
Or go to be a lawyer and end up picking rock and out

I've had little, I've had a lot, I've had nothing
And the only thing that really matters is seeing that face
That makes the world stop with just a look
And nothing, money doesn't give anything

Well yes, expensive things, and stop
The truth is that at the end of the road there is a shovel
And a suite, for you, made of frozen earth
Look at the time, how much is left

And of all those you have, how many cry for you
Look at the now, because tomorrow
Everything you had is no longer worth a dollar
No, it's no longer worth anything, no longer worth a dollar, no
It's no longer worth anything, no longer worth a dollar

You don't have to believe anything
Let them talk bad
You know you're worth more
Let the world spin in peace
Let them talk bad
You're worth more