Текст и перевод песни Don Laden - ATEO

ATEO

Yo con ustedes no puedo ni hablar
Cuando los vea me voy a calentar
Andan diciendo que lo que hago está mal
Loco ustedes no tienen metal

Esos raperos tan todos quebrados
Ellos son puro teclado
Están todos corte necesitados
Una manga de tarados
Pa hacer esa mierda lo hubieras dejado

Nosotros no queremos ratas
No saben cuanto les falta
Pusimos la marea alta
Y acá las olas nadie te las salta
Yo enfrente mío tenía las cartas
Pocas veces las interpretaba
Entrastes al barrio se te cobra entrada
Todo el producto arriba de la mesada
Metiste la mano en la lata
Y ahí te diste cuenta que no había Plata
Es vida o muerte acá nunca se empata
No sale el tiro, te da la culata
Nosotros nacimos pa buscar la paca
Tamos fumando piquete Jamaica
Todos ya saben que vos sos un traica
Hicimos una escuela laica
Nosotros en la calle y ellos en el minecraft

No entienden como se hace
No saben con esto se nace
Tamos metidos en el cace
La poli tirando gases
Mucha gente que se pone disfraces
Tan apuntando sin Laser
Matamos uno de ellos uno nuestro va a nacer
A mi me dijeron que no hay que dejarse
Cuando lo veamos no va a poder negarse

No quiero ser pájaro de mal agüero
Pero terminan robandote el cuero
Tienen la cone pero con los feos
Otros a la muerte en el medio de los dedos
Estás fumando esa mierda con meo
Te quieren robar solo para trofeo
Te escucho hablar y te creo
Como un ateo leyendo Mateo

ATEO

I can't even talk to you
When I see you, I'm gonna get hot
You go around saying what I do is wrong
Man, you don't have any metal

Those rappers are all broke
They're nothing but a keyboard
They're all desperate
A bunch of idiots
You should have quit doing that shit

We don't want no rats
You don't know how much you're missing
We raised the tide
And here, nobody jumps the waves
I had the cards in front of me
But I rarely read them
When you enter the neighborhood, you pay an entrance fee
All the product is on the table
You put your hand in the tin
And there you realized that there was no money
It's life or death here, there's never a tie
If the shot doesn't go off, the stock hits you
We were born to find the bale
We're smoking Jamaican weed
Everybody already knows you're a traitor
We built a secular school
We're in the streets and they're in Minecraft

You don't understand how it's done
You don't know, you're born with it
We're involved in the hunt
The cops are throwing gas
Lots of people wearing costumes
They're aiming without a laser
We kill one of them, one of ours will be born
They told me you can't let yourself get taken advantage of
When we see him, he won't be able to deny it

I don't want to be a bird of bad omen
But they end up stealing your skin
They have a connection but with the ugly ones
Others with death in the middle of their fingers
You're smoking that shit with piss
They want to rob you just for a trophy
I hear you talk and I believe you
Like an atheist reading Matthew