Текст и перевод песни Cevlade feat. DJ Matz - Tras el Micro

Tras el Micro

Corren,
Animales tras el micro hambrientos por rapear
Sin nada que decir nada nuevo que mostrar
Solo ansias si la ilacha no cachan que algo les falta
No notan que notan solo acrecen de sustancia
Tambien sienten vacio no los culpo ya no hay rumbo solo muros del humano perfumo con humo el mundo
Ahora hay consignas dignas que no se resignan pero tu indolencia es maligna nos indigna
Persigues el micro pero no persigues un sueño
No quieres ser como ellos pero quieres ser como aquellos
Eso es muy triste
All we need is one mic
Pero si no hay na que decir boy po mejor te vay
Sin leer nada de floyd
Se que tu arte oral
Toy es tu etapa de la que no sales hasta hoy
No rapeas por placer el miedo a desaparecer a volver a ser el weon penca que nunca dejaste de ser
Raperos sin lexico sin fama fomelicos
Freestalean histericos necesito exito
Son como un niño rata ruñendo las migajas jugando minecraft comen queso y se corren la paja
Yo inagure mi estilo y se cultiva y se extiende
En el camino luche
A veces ganas muchas pierdes
Pierdes familia y pierdes dientes
Yo quiero hermanos contactar con humanos
Y tu
Quieres clientes
Odio tu vanguardia tambien tu hipocresia como tu rap no crecia hoy desprecias la poesia ofendes
Criticas la profundidad de mis letras
Es que te ahogas en ellas esta marea te envuelve
No aguantas la presion si no haces nada no nadas mejor que flotes tranquilito y te mesas en mis aguas weon mediocre
Quieres un micro y las palabras
La palabra es la herramienta si hasta los ojos hablan

I love the rap game
Pero por muy juego que sea
No pain no gain
Las drogas son seductoras pero el aire esta en el sol mayor esa es mi droga

I love the rap game
Pero por muy juego que sea
No pain no gain
Las drogas son seductoras pero el aire esta en el sol mayor esa es mi droga

Se que es facil hablar por hablar
Pero el semblar armar construir articular fragmentar
Nuevos mundos es todo un reto
Solo es amor al rap hermano no hay otro secreto
De que se trata
Se trata de atrapar lo que a pa
Pasado y convertirlo en magia ocupa la palabra busca lapas ladra mapas crea tesoros aun que estes solo
Inventa un planeta y tambien tu propio trono
No tienes sueños escribelos describelos ve por ellos en un verso y luego vivelos recibelos
Ladridos siempre indiferente ve pal frente
Ningun molino es un digno oponente
Como ponerte ejemplos debes ser pro
Si algo tiene 10 contras siempre 100 pros siembro en los escombros
El mejor verso nace en lo mas hondo
En lo que escondo
Bien bro
Suelta la letra que traes si se siente en el alma pues por el pico la rae
Ve tras ese sueño que tanto te atrae
Te levantas y caes
Nunca es tarde hermano no importa que hora es
La palabra es chispa
Es pincel es puñal
Puedo pintar como donny
Puede rajarte el al-ma
Depende como la uses claro si la usas bien
Hacer ruido con la boca es como babear un papel
Puede ser llave nube lubricante y gel ser caricia sadomasoquista libertad y carcel
Te bañas con su sangre o la barnizas con miel
Puede ser la luz al final o simplemente el tunel
Que no se oxide el carrusel echale magia un torniquete de fantasia que detenga su hemorragea pero si quieres renunciar
Mejor prendele fuego al mundo
Cierra todo por fuera y miralo arder moribundo.

I love the rap game
Pero por muy juego que sea
No pain no gain
Las drogas son seductoras pero el aire esta en el sol mayor esa es mi droga

I love the rap game
Pero por muy juego que sea
No pain no gain
Las drogas son seductoras pero el aire esta en el sol mayor esa es mi droga

Behind the Mic

They run,
Animals behind the mic, hungry to rap
With nothing to say, nothing new to show
Only anxieties. If the fam doesn't realize that something is missing from them
They don't notice that they only grow from substance
They also feel empty, I don't blame them, there is no direction, only walls of human scent with smoke the world
Now there are worthy slogans that don't resign but your indolence is malignant it outrages us
You chase the mic but you don't chase a dream
You don't want to be like them but you want to be like those
That's very sad
All we need is one mic
But if there is nothing to say, boy, you better go
Without reading anything from Floyd
I know your oral art
Toy is your stage from which you don't leave until today
You don't rap for pleasure, the fear of disappearing to become the loser you never stopped being
Rappers without lexicon without fame, starving
They freestyle hysterically, I need success
They're like a kid rat, scraping crumbs, playing minecraft, they eat cheese and they run the straw
I inaugurated my style and it is cultivated and extended
On the way I fought
Sometimes you win, many you lose
You lose family and you lose teeth
I want brothers, to contact humans
And you
You want clients
I hate your vanguard, also your hypocrisy, how your rap didn't grow, today you despise poetry, you offend
You criticize the depth of my lyrics
It's that you drown in them, this tide envelops you
You can't stand the pressure, if you don't do anything you don't swim better than you float quietly and you eat in my waters, mediocre dude
You want a mic and the words
The word is the tool if even the eyes speak

I love the rap game
But as much of a game as it is
No pain no gain
Drugs are seductive but the air is in the sun major, that's my drug

I love the rap game
But as much of a game as it is
No pain no gain
Drugs are seductive but the air is in the sun major, that's my drug

I know it's easy to talk for the sake of talking
But to pretend to assemble, to build, to articulate, to fragment
New worlds is quite a challenge
It's only love for rap brother, there's no other secret
What is it about
It's about catching what to pa
Past and turn it into magic, use the word, look for limpets, bark maps, create treasures even if you are alone
Invent a planet and also your own throne
You don't have dreams, write them, describe them, go for them in a verse and then live them, receive them
Barks always indifferent, see pal forehead
No mill is a worthy opponent
How to set examples, you must be pro
If something has 10 cons, always 100 pros, I sow in the rubble
The best verse is born in the deepest
What I hide
Alright bro
Release the lyrics that you bring, if it is felt in the soul, then by the beak the rae
Go after that dream that attracts you so much
You get up and you fall
It's never too late brother, no matter what time it is
The word is spark
It's a brush, it's a dagger
I can paint like donny
I can tear your soul
It depends on how you use it, of course, if you use it well
Making noise with your mouth is like drooling on a piece of paper
It can be a key, a cloud, a lubricant and gel, be a sadomasochistic caress, freedom and jail
You bathe in its blood or varnish it with honey
It can be the light at the end or simply the tunnel
Don't let the carousel rust, throw in some magic, a fantasy tourniquet to stop its bleeding, but if you want to quit
You better set the world on fire
Close everything from the outside and watch it burn to death.

I love the rap game
But as much of a game as it is
No pain no gain
Drugs are seductive but the air is in the sun major, that's my drug

I love the rap game
But as much of a game as it is
No pain no gain
Drugs are seductive but the air is in the sun major, that's my drug