Tontorrón 04 - Def Con Dos перевод на английский

Tontorrón 04

Hola mi amigo,
Cuanto tiempo hace,
Tu no me recuerdas,
Yo te vendia hashe,
Mi nombre es Asan,
Tu ya no me pillas,
Sigues en madrid,
O te has vuelto ha sevilla.

Si quieres yo te explico como me hice rico,
Vendia solo talego y no gastaba ni un perico,
Un dia vino un tipo con barba de profeta,
Con ganas de hacerle al mundo la puñeta.

Aprendió en un año a llevar un parapente,
Y estampó a su primo atra contra el word trade center,
Entonces me quedo sin dinero, sin trabajo,
Me obligan a tocar con tres colgaos el bajo.

Polcia me dice que cambié de negocio,
-Hazte piolin en un parque de ocio-
El mundo enloquece y ya no es lo que es,
Pero yo soy moro bueno que vive lavapies.

Te juro que vidladem es mi enemigo
Que lo cuelguen de la barba se lo tiene merecido,
Yo era el rey del hashe en Alcolcon,
Y ahora vendo kebab en la plaza mayor.

Tu ya no me compras el colega
Porque piensas que soy de Alcaeda,
Tu ya no me compras el colega
Porque piensas que soy de Alcaeda.

Ata, ata, ata, ata, ata, ata Mohamed.
Mohamed ata.
Ata, ata, ata Mohamed.
Ata Mohamed.
Muhamed ata.
Ata, ata, ata Muhamed Muhamed Ata.

-¡Coño Hasan! ¿Donde te habias metido? dame cien duritos-
-Cien duritos no! solo kebab, solo kebab-
-Venga tio que ya nos conocemos algo llevaras.
-No no tonto solo vendo comida ahora,
Solo vendo comida kebab, falafel
-Pero Hasan, que no es hambre lo que tengo.
-Pues va a fumar cien duros de porros
Vente con hambre y entonce yo te vendo.
-Pos' ala, a chuparla.
-Ah, la cosa esta muy mal, mi mujer se ha ido a vivir con otro
Y yo me he ido a vivir con ellos, amigo policia chunca,
Solo comida, solo kebab.

Tontorrón 04

Hello my friend,
It's been a long time,
You don't remember me,
I used to sell you hash,
My name is Asan,
You don't buy from me anymore,
Are you still in Madrid,
Or have you gone back to Seville?

If you want, I'll tell you how I got rich,
I only sold weed and didn't spend a dime,
One day a guy came with a prophet's beard,
Eager to fuck with the world.

In a year, he learned to fly a paraglider,
And crashed his cousin into the World Trade Center,
Then I ran out of money, out of work,
I was forced to play bass with three junkies.

The police told me to change my business,
-Become a stripper in an amusement park-
The world is going crazy and it's not what it used to be,
But I'm a good Muslim who lives in Lavapiés.

I swear that Vidladem is my enemy
He deserves to be hung by his beard,
I was the hash king in Alcorcón,
And now I sell kebabs in the Plaza Mayor.

You don't buy from me anymore, my friend
Because you think I'm from Al Qaeda,
You don't buy from me anymore, my friend
Because you think I'm from Al Qaeda.

Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack Mohamed.
Mohamed attacks.
Attack, attack, attack Mohamed.
Attack Mohamed.
Muhamed attacks.
Attack, attack, attack Muhamed Muhamed Atta.

-Hey Hasan! Where have you been? Give me a hundred bucks-
-No a hundred bucks! Just kebabs, just kebabs-
-Come on man, we know each other, you'll get by.
-No, no fool, I only sell food now,
I only sell food, kebabs, falafel
-But Hasan, I'm not hungry.
-Then go smoke a hundred dollars worth of weed
Come back when you're hungry, then I'll sell you something.
-Well, fuck you.
-Oh, things are bad, my wife has gone to live with another man
And I've gone to live with them, my friend the cop,
Only food, only kebabs.