Текст и перевод песни Frane feat. Dj Baladi - D.E.O.S

D.E.O.S

Traje este uno dos
Y el humo de este blunt
Desde el culo del mundo son
Desde el oscuro south
Puro Flow
La impronta de mi equipo
Mis brothas de otra mama
Te apuñalan con el micro
No es por. fama
Pero plata necesito
Como graffiteros latas
Para detonar el sitio
Negro, vos llamalo fin
Para mi es el principio
Desde chico
Cada vez mas caro como el 25
Y es ley,
En mi team andar en skate
Siempre around the world
Como house of pain, Damn
Hechando humo como bombay
San Fernando Valley
Flex in L.A
Hey
Nunca escupas pa arriba
La familia esta unida
Es una puta estampida
Trans-piran
Nos tienen en la mira
Una gun cargada de rap
Sin pensar tira
Es la vida de un basura
No me pidas que no suba
El ritmo cura las heridas
Mi familia te lo jura
Que locura,
La crema se elabora
Se labura
24/7 maserando droga de la pura
Asi que no me hables de flow
Si las cosas estan claras
La conexion real esta en la casa
Negro a buen entendedor
Siempre pocas palabras
Por eso no me digas nada
Asi que no me hables de flow
Si las cosas estan claras
La conexion real esta en la casa
Negro a buen entendedor
Siempre pocas palabras
Por eso no me digas nada

D.E.O.S

I brought this here, baby,
And the smoke from this blunt,
From the world's ass end,
From the dark South.
Pure Flow,
The mark of my crew,
My brothers from another mother,
They stab you with the mic.
It's not about the fame,
But I need the money,
Like graffiti writers need cans,
To set the place on fire.
You may call it the end,
But for me, it's the beginning.
Since I was a kid,
I've been rare like the 25 cent coin.
And it's the law,
In my team, we skate,
Always around the world,
Like House of Pain, damn.
Blowing smoke like Bombay,
San Fernando Valley,
Flexin' in L.A.,
Hey,
Never spit up,
The family is united,
It's a fucking stampede.
They trans-pire,
They've got us in their sights,
A gun loaded with rap,
It fires without thinking.
It's the life of a lowlife,
Don't ask me not to get high.
The rhythm heals the wounds,
My family swears it.
What madness,
The cream is made,
It's worked,
24/7, mixing the purest drug.
So don't talk to me about flow,
If things are clear,
The real connection is in the house,
Yo, to the wise,
Always few words,
So don't say anything to me.
So don't talk to me about flow,
If things are clear,
The real connection is in the house,
Yo, to the wise,
Always few words,
So don't say anything to me.