Текст и перевод песни FOYONE - #RapSinCorte XXII

#RapSinCorte XXII

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete
Ahora que tos' lo hacen fácil
Voy a hacerlo tan difícil
Que van a acabar odiándome
Como a la puta crisis
Todos rapean igual
Ahora tos' vienen de la calle
Escupo fuera del estudio
El Autotune aquí no vale
Estoy On Fire
Vamos ven que te lo tale
Primo eso no vale mucho
¿Cuánto quieres que te pague?
No respeto autoridades
Siempre me ha gustao' insultarle
Cagarme en sus muertos
Y en la puta de su madre
Está que arde
A to' le meto fuego
Gánate el respeto en el juego, rapero
Podrá gustarte mas o podrá gustarte menos
Pero no puedes decir que haciendo esto no sea bueno
Su padre la busca como a Nemo
No llega a su casa hasta que todos nos corremos
Me creo John Lennon
Imagina un mundo nuevo
En el que sea posible todo lo que queremos, delincuente
Esto suena como un tiro en la frente
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Van de cocaína pero son detergente
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Esto es Rap Sin Corte por eso duerme tus dientes
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Tienen un problema mu' serio si no lo sientes
Bam bam, chico
Mira los demás
Si nos verán nadie mas de cantar
Aplico mi método original
Si te quieres dedicar al rap
Me tienes que estudiar
Me da igual de donde vengas
Yo soy la universidad
Tráeme a tu parienta
Que en carne me va a pagar
Casi me muero en El Viña
El día que íbamos a tocar
Era en una puta rave
No en el cartel oficial
40 grados de fiebre
Y setas pa' desayunar
No me puedo reformar
No lo quiero ni intentar
Moriré joven pero vivo en libertad
Soluciono problemas aunque siempre llegan más
Tengo mi propio teorema, nada se puede arreglar
No saben rapear tanta ropa tanta mierda
Se ponen a cantar y le empiezan a temblar las piernas
El rey en esta selva hijo mío recuerda
Si te castigo duro es pa' que aprendas, DNC
Esto suena como un tiro en la frente
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Van de cocaína pero son detergente
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Esto es Rap Sin Corte por eso duerme tus dientes
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Tienen un problema mu' serio si no lo sienten
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Yo, Rap Sin Corte 22
Foyone en la casa, puta
Jajaja
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam
Bam bam, chico
Bam bam

#RapSinCorte XXII

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now that tos' make it easy
I'm gonna make it so hard
That they're gonna end up hating me
Like the fucking crisis
Everyone raps the same
Now tos' are coming from the street
I spit outside the studio
The Autotune is not valid here
I'm On Fire
Come on, come on, let me cut it down for you.
Cousin that's not worth much
How much do you want me to pay you?
I don't respect authorities
I've always liked to insult him.
Shit on their dead
And in his mother's whore
It's on fire
A to' I put fire in it
Earn respect in the game, rapper
You may like it more or you may like it less
But you can't say that doing this isn't good
Her father is looking for her like Nemo
She doesn't get to her house until we all cum
I think I'm John Lennon
Imagine a new world
In which everything we want is possible, criminal
This sounds like a shot in the forehead
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
They're made of cocaine, but they're detergent.
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
This is Rap Without a Cut that's why sleep your teeth
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
They have a very serious problem if you don't feel
Bam bam, boy
Look at the others
If no one else will see us sing
I apply my original method
If you want to dedicate yourself to rap
You have to study me
I don't care where you come from
I am the university
Bring me your relative
That in the flesh is going to pay me
I almost died in the Vineyard
The day we were going to play
It was at a fucking rave
Not on the official poster
40 degrees of fever
And mushrooms for breakfast
I can't reform myself
I don't even want to try
I will die young but I live in freedom
I solve problems even though more always come
I have my own theorem, nothing can be fixed
They don't know how to rap so much clothes so much shit
They start singing and her legs start shaking
The king in this jungle my son remember
If I punish you hard it's for you to learn, DNC
This sounds like a shot in the forehead
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
They're made of cocaine, but they're detergent.
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
This is Rap Without a Cut that's why sleep your teeth
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
They have a very serious problem if they don't feel it
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
Yo, Rap No Cut 22
Foyone in the house, bitch
Lol
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam
Bam bam, boy
Bam bam