Текст и перевод песни Chukky - Mi vida real

Mi vida real

Os presento a mi vida:

No son pretextos es mi vida real,
Son textos y textos sin miedo a fallar,
Echando el resto, mi vida fue esto,
Prefiero fallar que no intentarlo al jamás.

Pero no quiero luego estar quedándome con la duda,
De si era o no escoger la música una locura,
Espero que aplaudas si fracaso al final,
Porque prefiero fallar que no intentarlo jamás.

He ganado a otros Mc′s, he pisado toda España,
He sacado el dolor escribiendo mientras me arañan,
He llegado más alto, que tu amigo el rapper,
Aunque él va creyendo que estamos en empate.

Sé que vais perdiendo y no es porque yo gane,
Es que no sentís lo que estáis rapeando infames,
No escribo rapeos, compongo canciones,
No sé bien solfeo, bueno... traduzco emociones.

No he chupado culos por pegarme a nadie,
Si alguien se acercó a mi rap fue por mi rap compadre,
He tocado muy lejos casi sin un duro,
He dormido en la calle por hacer rap puro.

He cometido errores de novato idiota,
He oprimido valores propios solo por que brotan,
He hablado de mi vida, de mis relaciones,
No he visto salida y los hice canciones.

He dejado a mi novia, lo escrito en un folio,
Convertí mi fobia en la canción de amor y odio,
Lo escuchó la gente y comprendió mi estado
Y no sólo me entienden si no que tienden sus manos.

Me sentí mas fuerte, no busque pretextos,
No es cuestión de suerte pienso que he nacido pa' esto,
Me han apuñalado quien creí mi amigo,
Es otra noche a solas, a solas conmigo.

No son pretextos es mi vida real,
Son textos y textos sin miedo a fallar,
Echando el resto, mi vida fue esto,
Prefiero fallar que no intentarlo al jamás.

Pero no quiero luego estar quedándome con la duda,
De si era o no escoger la música una locura,
Espero que aplaudas si fracaso al final,
Porque prefiero fallar que no intentarlo jamás.

He perdido colegas, he ganado atropellos,
No he buscado problemas nunca y me he topado con ellos,
He sabido afrontarlos, algunos he huido,
No te creas que fardo hermano estoy arrepentido.

Me he mordido mi lengua, me he tragado mi orgullo
Y por no hablar a tiempo luego me he sentido un capullo,
Me he comido beefs respuesta y no he atacado a nadie,
No me afectan sus ballestas sólo lanzan aire.

He querido mirar el rap como familia libre,
He intentado llevarme bien con tos y es imposible,
¡que les follen!, no voy a tragar con quien no aguanto,
No es llevarse bien hipócrita mente charlando.

Me alejé del rap, de Mc′s, de rappers, de pibas,
Me refiero del mundillo no es que ya no escriba,
Pero quiero hacer las cosas desde mi planeta,
Alejado de malos royos, solo yo y mis letras.

Perdona mamá por tirar mi vida,
Por vivir persiguiendo algo que me hace un suicida,
Pero por más desengaños que me da esta puta,
Cuando más la necesito siempre está y me ayuda.

Hablo de la música, no hablaba de tías,
No busco mujeres ninguna me aguantaría,
No es mi disco es mi diario lo que estoy soltando,
Y sigo caminado, hermano, sigo caminando.

No son pretextos es mi vida real,
Son textos y textos sin miedo a fallar,
Echando el resto, mi vida fue esto,
Prefiero fallar que no intentarlo al jamás.

Pero no quiero luego estar quedándome con la duda,
De si era o no escoger la música una locura,
Espero que aplaudas si fracaso al final,
Porque prefiero fallar que no intentarlo jamás.

My Real Life

I present to you my life:

These aren't excuses, this is my real life,
Texts and texts without fear of failing,
Giving it my all, this is what my life has been,
I'd rather fail than never try at all.

But I don't want to be left with the doubt,
Of whether choosing music was madness or not,
I hope you'll applaud if I fail in the end,
Because I'd rather fail than never try at all.

I've won against other MCs, I've toured all of Spain,
I've expressed my pain writing while they scratch,
I've reached higher than your rapper friend,
Although he thinks we're tied.

I know you're losing and it's not because I'm winning,
It's that you don't feel what you're rapping, you fakes,
I don't write raps, I compose songs,
I don't know music theory well... well... I translate emotions.

I haven't kissed ass to get close to anyone,
If someone got close to my rap it was because of my rap, buddy,
I've played far away with almost no money,
I've slept on the streets to make pure rap.

I've made idiotic rookie mistakes,
I've suppressed my own values just because they sprout,
I've talked about my life, my relationships,
I haven't seen a way out and I turned them into songs.

I left my girlfriend, I wrote it on a sheet,
I turned my phobia into the song of love and hate,
People heard it and understood my state,
And not only do they understand me, but they also extend their hands.

I felt stronger, I didn't look for excuses,
It's not a matter of luck, I think I was born for this,
I've been stabbed by someone I thought was my friend,
It's another night alone, alone with myself.

These aren't excuses, this is my real life,
Texts and texts without fear of failing,
Giving it my all, this is what my life has been,
I'd rather fail than never try at all.

But I don't want to be left with the doubt,
Of whether choosing music was madness or not,
I hope you'll applaud if I fail in the end,
Because I'd rather fail than never try at all.

I've lost colleagues, I've gained abuses,
I've never looked for trouble and I've run into it,
I've known how to face them, I've fled from some,
Don't think I'm bragging, brother, I'm sorry.

I've bitten my tongue, I've swallowed my pride,
And for not speaking up in time I've felt like a jerk afterwards,
I've eaten beefs, responses, and I haven't attacked anyone,
Their crossbows don't affect me, they only shoot air.

I wanted to see rap as a free family,
I've tried to get along with everyone and it's impossible,
fuck them!, I'm not going to put up with who I can't stand,
It's not about getting along hypocritically chatting.

I walked away from rap, from MCs, from rappers, from girls,
I mean from the scene, it's not that I don't write anymore,
But I want to do things from my planet,
Away from bad vibes, just me and my lyrics.

Forgive me, mom, for throwing my life away,
For living chasing something that makes me suicidal,
But for all the disappointments this bitch gives me,
When I need her most she's always there and helps me.

I'm talking about music, I wasn't talking about girls,
I'm not looking for women, none of them would put up with me,
This is not my album, it's my diary what I'm releasing,
And I keep walking, brother, I keep walking.

These aren't excuses, this is my real life,
Texts and texts without fear of failing,
Giving it my all, this is what my life has been,
I'd rather fail than never try at all.

But I don't want to be left with the doubt,
Of whether choosing music was madness or not,
I hope you'll applaud if I fail in the end,
Because I'd rather fail than never try at all.