Текст и перевод песни Gordo Sarkasmus - Shit Happens

Shit Happens

Ponme un beat y bon appetit
Chit happens dicen que soy un desgraciado
Como Felipe mas flow que la lupe
Open the doors como Jim Morryson
Fumen morros pienso en mi comision
Pa un dia decirle a mama que ya no se preocupe
En un pais de traicionados
Pasados al barrio de los acostados
Como la UP
Es como un hermano al que a mi lado escupe
Me da iguales tu tales Jordan tales (...)
Mucho homo sapiens poco sapienes
Yo un alien un alguien
Que no quiere una vida como lupmen
Maikiller como reyer miller en los triples
Manejo la aparente calma y el interno tropel
Sinonimo de replay y repley y replay
Lo que se sube desde mi IP
E sido esposo y socio sople y sople
Malcriados en lso credos crudo en el samples y pes
En el cuerto y en el auto me automedique
Luego sobregos de rapers te rapee doble z
Zof Ziro men gano el motin de oro
Voy por el botin quite

Sus sueños se durrumban como Armero
Mi mirada estrabiada como la de homeran
Y ciudades me siento un etrangero
Mi alma negra como un agujero
Soy lo contrario a Juanes por que a Dios nada le pido
No soy como el Kun soy sin aguero
Mateo (...) quinto puente en el cuero
Si dan tanto plomo es que son plomeros
Sobran tinta y las gallinas han dejado sus plumeros
Debo ser de las bacrim
Matando rapers con la mascara de screeam
Hallar a Juin su color es green
Estoy planeando unos atentados en el camiones del abril
Te espere como al Dios que nunca llegaste
Tuvieron su epoca pero se acabaran como flow baster
No engañas a nadie no sos ser un monymaster
Sos un mony mayker pero nunca un raper
Soy agua en el guajira
No doy vueltas por que se que el mundo gira
Ya no pienso en el que tiran
Son bolleristas por que solo miran
Sorprendidos que no saben ni por que respiran

Shit Happens

Play me a beat and bon appetit
Chit happens they say I'm a loser
As Felipe with more flow than La Lupe
Open the doors like Jim Morrison
Smoke, man, I think about my commission
So that one day I can tell my mom not to worry anymore
In a country of betrayed
Moved to the neighborhood of those who are lying
Like the UP
It is like a brother who spits on me
I don't mind your Jordans or your (...)
So many homo sapiens, but not enough wise men
I am an alien, someone
Who doesn't want a life as a proletarian
Maikiller as Reggie Miller in the three-pointers
I handle the apparent calm and the inner crowd
Synonym for replay and reply and replay
What is uploaded from my IP
I have been a husband and a partner, I sniff and sniff
Raised in creeds, crude in samples and bass
In the room and in the car, I self-medicate
Then I overdose on rappers and rap to you as Z
Zof Ziro men, I win the gold riot
I'm going for the golden boot

Their dreams crumble like Armero
My gaze is crossed like Homer's
And I feel like a stranger in cities
My soul is as black as a hole
I am the opposite of Juanes because I ask nothing of God
I'm not like Kun, I'm without a hole
Mateo (...) fifth bridge in the leather
If they shoot so much, it's because they are plumbers
There is too much ink and the chickens have left their feathers
I must be from the Bacrim
Killing rappers with the Scream mask
Finding Juin, his color is green
I'm planning some attacks on the April trucks
I waited for you like the God who never came
They had their time, but they'll be over like Flow Baster
You don't fool anyone, you're not a monymaster
You're a mony maker, but never a rapper
I'm water in La Guajira
I don't go around because I know the world turns
I don't think about those who shoot anymore
They are ball players because they only watch
Surprised that they don't even know why they breathe