Текст и перевод песни Flow MC feat. DJ Kl Jay - Muleque Problema

Muleque Problema

Várias fita mó dilema sem sabe os teorema
No fundão bagunça a cena, mó besta dava até pena
Me impor foi o esquema ter uma atitude extrema
Resolver os meus problema pra causa alguns edema
Fluxo porta de escola vários vinho na sacola
Tinha nada na cachola na prova me passa a cola
Não amola, mó chatão só por que tem pano de marca
Quer fazer minha autoestima ser retirada de maca
O vacilão crio vilão viu q o bobão era quietão
Minha mente trampa observando as piadinha pra negão
Meu passaporte suspensão pa sua desintiria
Laxante na caixa d'água? Julio pra diretoria!
Só salsicha enlatada, na guerra purê no teto
Na fala o esboço dos primeiro dialeto
Na carteira o meu caderno, com tag de canetão
No intervalo batucada elas cantando Sensação

Problema com escola eu tenho mil, mil fita
Inacreditável, mas seu filho nos imita
Problema com escola eu tenho mil, mil fita

Inacreditável, mas seu filho nos imita

E ó meu bom que até prestei uma devida atenção
Passando as férias de verão dentro da recuperação
Festa junina streetdance, várias treta entre sala
Admirava os mais velho com as bandida no Opala
Só mantendo atenção, observando a função
Não era essa a intenção saber se portar no mundão
Mutreta no streetball, contra os cara do futebol
Vendo as linda no voleyball, lindo se tivesse sol
Charlote de 8 linha em pino de ferro bom
Cabulava nas aposta, Marvel contra Capcom
Queria boné da Stunley e Redley azul no pé

Queria, mas sem dinheiro elas me tira de mané
A professora me dizia que os boy tava a milhão
Que eu não ia virar, em porra nenhuma não
Nos Boletim do ensino médio tem umas nota que me queima
Hoje burlo a gramática e escrevo meus poema

Problema com escola eu tenho mil, mil fita
Inacreditável, mas seu filho nos imita
Problema com escola eu tenho mil, mil fita
Inacreditável, mas seu filho nos imita

Troublesome Kid

So many tapes, so many dilemmas, not knowing the theorems
In the back, messing up the scene, such a fool, it was even a pity
To impose myself was the scheme, to have an extreme attitude
To solve my problems, to cause some swelling
Flow at the school door, several wines in the bag
I had nothing in my head, on the test, pass me the cheat sheet
Don't bother me, so annoying just because you have brand name clothes
You want to make my self-esteem be taken off the stretcher
The slacker created a villain, saw that the fool was quiet
My mind works, observing the jokes for the black guy
My passport suspension for your desintria
Laxative in the water tank? Julio to the principal's office!
Only canned sausage, in the war puree on the ceiling
In the speech, the outline of the first dialect
In my wallet, my notebook, with a pen tag
At break time, drumming, they singing Sensation

I have a thousand problems with school, a thousand tapes
Unbelievable, but your son imitates us
I have a thousand problems with school, a thousand tapes

Unbelievable, but your son imitates us

And oh, my good, I even paid attention
Spending summer vacations in recovery
Summer festival street dance, many arguments between classrooms
I admired the older ones with the girls in the Opala
Just paying attention, observing the function
That wasn't the intention, knowing how to behave in the world
Tricks in streetball, against the soccer guys
Seeing the beauties in volleyball, beautiful if it was sunny
8-line charlote on a good iron pin
I cheated in bets, Marvel against Capcom
I wanted a Stunley cap and blue Redley shoes

I wanted, but without money, they make me look like a fool
The teacher told me that the boys were a million bucks
That I wouldn't become, in anything at all, no
In the high school report cards, there are some grades that burn me
Today I break the grammar and write my poems

I have a thousand problems with school, a thousand tapes
Unbelievable, but your son imitates us
I have a thousand problems with school, a thousand tapes
Unbelievable, but your son imitates us