Текст и перевод песни Gera MX - Suelo Soñar Correr Y Tropezarme

Suelo Soñar Correr Y Tropezarme

Hoy que mis sueños son tan grandes parece estoy a la altura
Mis benditas estructuras construyen un buen futuro
Cuidé de mi locura para caminar seguro
Y aunque el camino fue duro no doblaron mi armadura
Enfermedad sin cura no me la encontre de niño
Pateando en esa cancha jugando a ser Ronaldinho
Niñas tirandome guiños pero para ser preciso
Prefería jugar rayuela raspando el pants en el piso
Vicios llegaron tempra cursaba la secundaria
Para todos era un juego después se hizo necesaria
15 del 94 llegue por cesária
Y me enamoré del rap ahî por 4° drprimaria
De amor no hay que contarte, la verdad soy un fracaso
No pasan de 7 meses y sentimientos escasos
Sobre los ritmos me paso
Estoy dudando si me caso
Gente que cuida mi espalda como Jahpeck, Jona y Razor
Algunos aman mis trazos
Otros me llaman payaso
Y al final sonrio cantando a necios nunca les hice caso
Afuera crees que es facil mantenerse en este puesto
Y me a costado 2-3 riñas, mil traiciones y un arresto
No importa si me detestan, lo mismo yo los detesto
Y no pienso cambiar mis ideales para ser honesto(yoou para ser honest, si)
Mamá sigue pensando que estoy jugando al rapper
Que es una broma losconciertos y Mixtapes
Letrista por naturaleza aunque no me rape
Manejando a 100 por hora no es probable que derrape.Suelo soñar cantando por la ciudad
Letrista por naturaleza fue necesidad
Escucho ponte a trabajar mijo de esto no se puede
Y yo sguro de comer de esto apenas salga el CD
Les pido no se enreden si ya saben a que vienen
Que la bacha esta muy corta y puede los dedos se quemen
Gera M-X-M homs, nunca baje del ring
En carreterapor ejecutivo rumbo a otro toquín
Mi equipo en el jardín y al nuestro turno al bate
Proxeh en el microfono y que a Jona no lo atrapen
Jahpeck que las destape
Razor que las produsca
Zemo y Menick van cinchados pues bien saben lo que buscan
Que el Screw la pegue pues bien vale la pena
Que el hijo del Bayt nasca conrap en las venas
Booker canta y quema rama de esa que truena
Aches dando cátedra grabando cada sema
Bola recio para el Break, Tak fleta en el Skate
Y yo buscando presupuesto pa' sacar otro Mixtape
De mi escritorio al mundo entero si lo quieres escuchar
Ando sonando tan arriba que ya me enseñé a volar
Si, que ya me enseñé a volar
Yo pues ya me enseñé a volar
Mamá sigue pensando que estoy jugando al rapper
Que es una broma los conciertos y mixtapes
Letrista por naturaleza aunque no me rape
Manejando a 100 por hora no es probable que derrape...

I Often Dream of Running and Tripping

Today, with my dreams so big, it feels like I'm at the right height
My blessed structures are building a good future
I took care of my madness to walk safely
And although the path was hard, they didn't bend my armor
An illness without a cure, I didn't find it as a child
Kicking on that field, playing at being Ronaldinho
Girls throwing me winks, but to be precise
I preferred playing hopscotch, scraping my pants on the floor
Vices came early, I was in high school
For everyone it was a game, then it became necessary
15th of '94, I arrived by C-section
And I fell in love with rap around 4th grade
About love, there's nothing to tell you, the truth is I'm a failure
They don't last more than 7 months, and feelings are scarce
Over the rhythms I spend my time
I'm doubting if I'll get married
People who watch my back, like Jahpeck, Jona, and Razor
Some love my lines
Others call me a clown
And in the end, I smile, singing, I never paid attention to fools
Outside you think it's easy to stay in this position
And it has cost me 2-3 fights, a thousand betrayals, and an arrest
It doesn't matter if they hate me, I hate them the same
And I don't plan to change my ideals to be honest (yo, to be honest, yeah)
Mom still thinks I'm playing rapper
That concerts and mixtapes are a joke
Lyricist by nature, even if I don't rap
Driving at 100 per hour, it's unlikely I'll skid. I often dream of singing through the city
Lyricist by nature, it was a necessity
I hear, "Get to work, son, you can't live off this"
And I'm sure to eat off this as soon as the CD comes out
I ask you not to get tangled up if you already know what you're coming for
That the blunt is very short and your fingers might get burned
Gera M-X-M homs, I never got off the ring
On the highway by executive, heading to another gig
My team in the garden and it's our turn to bat
Proxeh on the microphone and may Jona not get caught
Jahpeck to uncork them
Razor to produce them
Zemo and Menick are strapped in, they know what they're looking for
May Screw hit it big, it's well worth it
May Bayt's son be born with rap in his veins
Booker sings and burns that kind of branch that explodes
Aches giving lessons, recording every week
Hard ball for the Break, Tak flies on the Skate
And I'm looking for a budget to release another Mixtape
From my desk to the whole world, if you want to hear it
I'm playing so high up that I've already taught myself to fly
Yeah, that I've already taught myself to fly
Well, I've already taught myself to fly
Mom still thinks I'm playing rapper
That concerts and mixtapes are a joke
Lyricist by nature, even if I don't rap
Driving at 100 per hour, it's unlikely I'll skid...