Текст и перевод песни Gordo Sarkasmus - Es Soez

Es Soez

Ojo por ojo como la justicia todos ciegos
Yo armando como llego
Siempre llego organiziando el juego
Solo en el rap hago y puedo lo que puedo hacer luego
Solo aprendi tocando el fuego
El miedo y era orina y no te rescataran ni toda madrina
Se que no entendienen de rap como si fueran mandarin
De estas mandarinas
A unas guevas de mandril me que cago en cada tril de la region andina
Me tuso para que no me tomen del pelo
Inhalo mis anhelos y exhalo humo del bueno
Estoy al filo y me desvelo miro al cielo
Y siento celo el lapiz en mi mano es un psicopata
Con un escal pelo
Hay cosas que vos sos como cosiaca puro cuento
Cuanto pagarian pa que inventeran un envuelto
Pal dolor y las heridas que no sanan de momento
Falsos se quidaron en intentos
Fumando pasto verde como el pesto
Apuesto que ninguno a puesto lo mejor y solo quiere ser el mas apuesto
En esto no se gana de honesto
El discurso y humildad no es real cuando estoy puesto
Antioqueño no se vara ni por leño ni por bara
Yo me empeño no lo empeño ni aunque en oro me pagaran
Persigo un sueño y por eso duermo
Fumo gremios por supuesto valorarlo a si yo esta vida rara men

Estoy aca en donde se creen enterados los tarados
Dando cara de descarados ciegos por los morados
Involucardos con la creacion no con la celebracion
De la verguenza de hay a que halla venganza
Constancia que no hay creencia que menospresie
Tu felin invento otro humano y yo no tengo fe especie
Si me abalan sera como a galan
Y el alchol me hala como a algararan
Sos pastor mentiroso hasta cuando decis verdades
No voy con miedos modos sacados de lades
Yo gracias a Dios no creo y a los fieles que acceden
MOEBIUZ la santa sede este es el santo sede
Amigo engenrdo del submundo como cafundo
Dicen no demodres y oriundo alarga el borondo
Mi rap oruundo yo llevo acompañado
(MBZ)
Con mas soledad que macondo
Con fondo con forma me fe informal
No se conforma si digo que es malo no es formal
Si coinsidimos se notara la diferencia
No hago cnciensia pero soy consiente del dimo
Me levanto y en mi cabeza hay canciones
Si camello no hay vacacioenes
No duro tanto pa ser corto el cuento
Aunque lucas no camine la muerte sigue sus pasos
Detras una muerta de hambre le sigue los pesos
Y fin

It's Vulgar

An eye for an eye like justice, everyone blind
I'm arming as I arrive
I always arrive organizing the game
Only in rap do I do and can do what I can do next
I only learned by playing with fire
Fear and urine, and not even a godmother will rescue you.
I know that you don't understand rap like you were a mandarin
Of these mandarins
To some mandrill balls I shit on every tril of the Andean region
I cut my hair so that they won't pull my hair
I inhale my desires and exhale good smoke
I'm on the edge and I'm sleepwalking, I look at the sky
And I feel jealousy, the pencil in my hand is a psychopath
With a scalp
There are things that you are, like the devil, pure story
How much would you pay to invent a wrap
For the pain and the wounds that don't heal for the moment
Falsehoods have been left in attempts
Smoking green grass like pesto
I bet that none of them have put their best and only want to be the most handsome.
In this game you don't win by being honest
The speech and humility is not real when I'm high.
An Antioquian doesn't bog down by wood or by iron
I insist, I don't pawn it even if they paid me in gold
I'm chasing a dream and that's why I sleep
I smoke a lot of weed because it's good to value it, this weird life, girl.

I'm here where those fools think they're informed,
Putting on a face of shameless people who are blind to the blacks and blues.
Involved in the creation, not in the celebration
Of the embarrassment of where there is a revenge
Constancy that there is no belief that disdains
Your feline invented another human and I have no faith species
If they jump on me, it will be like Galan
And the alcohol pulls me like driftwood
You are a lying pastor even when you tell the truth
I don't go with fears, the ways taken from sides.
Thank God I don't believe, and to the faithful who agree with you,
MOEBIUZ the holy see, this is the holy see
A friend engendered by the underworld like Cafundo
They say don't give in and the native extends the winded
My native rap I carry with me
(MBZ)
With more loneliness than Macondo
With a background with a shape, I'm informally faithful
He doesn't conform if I say that he's bad, he's not formal.
If we agree, you will notice the difference
I don't make conscience but I'm aware of hell.
I wake up and there are songs in my head.
If I hustle, there are no vacations
I don't last long enough to cut the story short
Although money doesn't walk, death follows its footsteps.
Behind a starving soul, money follows it
And the end