Текст и перевод песни Granuja feat. Vic Deal - Orégano

Orégano

Se quedan cortos los colores del pantone
No se de un tono parecido al de este grone
Las cosas por su nombre no me digan more
Hoy fingen hablar inglés pero hasta ayer decían "chores"

No le da pena a esos combo
Les falta estilo y un cursito en el Colombo
Soy mas escaso que una chanda a Rombos
Quisiera morirme hoy si mi cripta es como la del chombo

Troncos que se creen trompos y es mentira
Un mal rapeo no lo arregla ni un beat de J Dilla
No me comparen las Nikes con Fila
Mucho menos b-boys buenos con los pasos de Peter la anguila

El buen gusto se lo debo a Dios
De niño no pegué por falta de Nike Shox
Ellas van por el man con Fox
O por gordos mal hablados que van a mercar de Crocs

Y no soy yo no soy yo no soy de esos
La voz y el pelo no es lo más tengo grueso
Tengo barriga e' preso par chepazos y rezos
Ya lo metí en problemas y logré salir ileso

Y lo teso es que mayor de edad boté cachucha
Que pereza esa ex aunque la buena pa' su cucha
Preguntan como voy y yo contesto que en la en la lucha
Si opino me callo porque el que habla no escucha

Y yo, y yo en la lucha y yo en la lucha
Si opinan callo porque el habla no escucha
Y yo, y yo en la lucha y yo en la lucha
Si opinan callo porque na, na, na

Las opiniones no cuentan como argumentos
Muchos dice ser Boom bap y los toys se creen el cuento
Al bruto por favor señor dale entendimiento
Aunque más fácil mi tia aprende a pronunciar Nintendo

Son la definición cínico
Se creen escuela por eso show de acto cívico
Me siento del carajo si bajo su estado anímico
Qué fácil creerse Rambo bajo efecto del perico ¿no?

Nice and smooth como Pedro Rocas
Muerden más de lo que les cabe en la boca
Dicen más los temas de Woka Flocka
El niche va pa' arriba y me parece que les choca

Hey madafaca vacas flacas no más
Me pregunto quien no sueña con darle casa mamá
Todos esos que presumen de la plata de papá
Se me hace que enloquecen con "me vale" de maná va

Mi rap va y va como el de Ziro
A mi nunca me pagaron por ser pilo
Haciendo beats es que aprendi a cogerle el tiro
Ignorando si los sample provenía de un vinilo

Mucha obsesión por los aparatos
Respeto a capos que hacen beats desde hace rato
Loopeando en caseteras y manejando el Acid papo
Nos tocó más fácil callese y respete pato

Y yo en la lucha y yo, y yo en la lucha
Si opinan callo porque el que habla no escucha
Y yo en la lucha y yo, y yo en la lucha
Si opinan callo porque na, na, na

Y yo en la lucha y yo, y yo en la lucha
Si opinan callo porque el que habla no escucha
Y yo en la lucha y yo, y yo en la lucha
Si opinan callo porque na, na, na

Na, na, na
MBZ
Na, na, na
Granuja sound the beat
Na, na, na
Es el Vic Deal
Na, na, na
Esa es la grasa
Na, na, na

Oregano

All the colors of the Pantone fall short
I don't know of a shade similar to that of this grone
Let's call things by their proper names, don't call me more
Today they pretend to speak English, but yesterday they said "chores"

Those combo don't feel ashamed
They lack style and a course at the Colombo
I'm rarer than a Rombos sweatsuit
I would rather die today if my crypt is like Chombo's

Logs that think they're spinning tops, and it's a lie
A bad rap won't be fixed by a J Dilla beat
Don't compare my Nikes to Fila
Let alone good b-boys with Peter the Eel's steps

I owe my good taste to God
As a child I didn't hit because of the lack of Nike Shox
They go for the man with Fox
Or for badly spoken fatties who go shopping for Crocs

And I'm not, I'm not, I'm not one of those
My voice and hair aren't the thickest
I have a prisoner's belly for chepazos and prayers
I already got him into trouble and managed to get out unscathed

And the great thing is that I threw my cap away when I came of age
How lazy that ex, although good for her bed
They ask me how I'm doing and I answer that I'm in the hustle
If I have an opinion, I shut up, because he who speaks doesn't listen

And me, me in the hustle, me in the hustle
If they have an opinion, I shut up, because he who speaks doesn't listen
And me, me in the hustle and me in the hustle
If they have an opinion, I shut up because nah, nah, nah

Opinions don't count as arguments
Many claim to be Boom bap and the toys believe the story
Please Lord, give the fool some sense
Although it's easier for my aunt to learn how to pronounce Nintendo

They are the definition of cynical
They think they're a school because of that civic act show
I feel great if I lower their mood
Isn't it easy to think you're Rambo under the effect of coke?

Nice and smooth like Pedro Rocas
They bite off more than they can chew
Woka Flocka's songs say more
The niche is on the rise, and I think it shocks them

Hey madafaca, no more skinny cows
I wonder who doesn't dream of giving their mother a house
All those who boast about their father's money
It seems to me that they go crazy with Maná's "I don't care," va

My rap goes on and on like Ziro's
I was never paid for being a pilot
It was by making beats that I learned to shoot
Ignoring if the sample came from a vinyl

Too much obsession about gadgets
Respect to the capos who have been making beats for a long time
Looping on cassette players and handling Acid, dude
It was easier for us, shut up and respect, duck

And me in the hustle, me, me in the hustle
If they have an opinion, I shut up, because he who speaks doesn't listen
And me in the hustle, me, me in the hustle
If they have an opinion, I shut up, because nah, nah, nah

And me in the hustle, me, me in the hustle
If they have an opinion, I shut up, because he who speaks doesn't listen
And me in the hustle, me, me in the hustle
If they have an opinion, I shut up, because nah, nah, nah

Nah, nah, nah
MBZ
Nah, nah, nah
Granuja sound the beat
Nah, nah, nah
It's the Vic Deal
Nah, nah, nah
That's the fat
Nah, nah, nah