Текст и перевод песни Haze - Abusos De Autoridad

Abusos De Autoridad

Articulo 25.2 de la constitucion española.
Las penas privativas de libertad
Y las medidas de seguridad estaran orientadas hacia
La reeducacion y reinsercion social,
Asi como al acceso a la cultura
Y al desarrollo integral de su personalidad.

Violencia en las carceles, esposado al catre sin colxon,
Vuela mi odio como angeles, la prision me huele a sangre, edor,
De tanto dolor k provocan golpes, cobardes,
Su hijo a muerto por suicidio, no se te ocurre otra escusa,
Pa tapar un homicidio? despues, ojo por ojo y sangre por sangre.

Crece la violencia en las carceles,
Cargo mi arma de rap como carga de rabia un preso
Su alma k busca libertad, calma,
Yo busco dar mas informacion pa el k no kiere mirar patras,
Pork impacta, tortura, medidas antisuicidio,
Escritura acontece un genocidio, atses sudan,
No denuncian la agresion, 3000? callan el silencio del terror,
Cuando el forense reconoce al paciente
Poco despues el abogado consiente visita al cliente y no esta,
Decunda a otra ciudad, desaparecen las marcas, otra injusticia mas...

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La ley, te jode day a day, la calle te enseña
K pierdas tu fe my friend, chivatos llegan,
Posturas vuelan, piden carne, ya no sabes lo k hacer,
Fatman y haze gritan porke, tu no lo ves, lo k corrompe el poder,
Armate solo el fuerte sobrevive

El caminante hace camino al andar y pasa fatigas,
Entre calles mojadas y tristes, farolas le iluminan,
Sombras acexan, en bocacalles estrexas,
Sientes k alguien mira y notas en el cogote dos flexas,
Xaxi, estas solo, tu miedo crece y cadavez encogen
Mas los ombros un cruel dia 13, tu sabes k
En el destino no hay jueces,
Te pue tocar a ti sin avises acabas oliendo a muerte,
Y enfrente de ti, aparecen luces en un cruze en alivio
Sur k cruzo mi puerta, deja atras las cruces,
Un intruso mas, eso es lo k eres unicamente,
Con la impotencia azte mas fuerte entre empujones e insultos,
Salvadores o berdugos, el brillo de la placa, el humo del puro,
Es duro, tragar si es crudo, te dices: pasa de ellos
Pero te an visto cara de camello y xulo, no exo na señor agente,
Vengo del estudio voy pal kelly
Me espera mi mujer y una cena caliente,
Contra la pared yo soy la autoridad y se lo k hacer,
Pon las manos el anterior miedo vuelve a crecer, el costao sufre,
Hoy tienen ganas de joder estos "bitches", solo es bithces,
Un golpe tras otro, insisten,
El sabor de la sangre en tu boca sin ningun pork resistes,
Piensas, k icistes? nada, solo andar por la calle
A las tres de la mañana, sin acer parada yo y mi libreta,
Iba contento, en mi tema, mis tretas,
Pensaba llegar ileso repasando mi letra, y cruje el hueso,
Lagrimas, rabia, hoy me llevo a la tumba un ijo puta
De estos ni na ni na, ahi kedo tumbao con la cara ensangrentada
El cuerpo lleno de palos y una mano partia, ou mama,
Solo por llevar estas pintas te atacan,
El haze y el gordo parten la placa, fuck de police
Only hip hop real el show destaca...

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La ley, te jode day a day...

Mil funcionarios de prision matan, muxos abusan
Con orgullo de su placa, corrupcion mafia,
En la oscuridad se esconden ratas, un brazo
De la le ataca se vende por plata, kien escapa,
Billetes de silencio bocas tapan, jefes de servicio maltratan,
Las luces se apagan, gritos de impotencia reclaman,
Galerias oscuras exclaman. Seguid dejando a xavales
Drogaos con sinoganmia alosperidos,
Y ahora hablarme de reinsercion,
Especial dedicacion a Don francisco el rayban,
Y las gitanas, vais a pagar mas carcel k ninguno

Abuse Of Authority

Article 25.2 of the Spanish Constitution.
Sentences of imprisonment
And security measures will be aimed at
Re-education and social reintegration,
As well as access to culture
And the integral development of their personality.

Violence in jails, handcuffed to the cot without a mattress,
My hate flies like angels, prison smells like blood, stench,
Of so much pain that cowardly blows provoke,
Your son died by suicide, can't you think of another excuse,
To cover up a homicide? Then, an eye for an eye and blood for blood.

Violence in prisons is on the rise,
I load my rap weapon as a prisoner loads his soul with rage
That seeks freedom, calm,
I seek to give more information to those who don't want to look back,
Because it impacts, torture, anti-suicide measures,
Writing, a genocide takes place, they sweat,
They don't report the aggression, 3000? They silence the terror,
When the coroner recognizes the patient
Shortly after, the lawyer agrees to visit the client and he is not there,
He moves to another city, the marks disappear, another injustice...

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The law screws you day by day, the street teaches you
To lose your faith my friend, snitches arrive,
Postures fly, they ask for meat, you no longer know what to do,
Fatman and Haze scream why, you don't see it, what corrupts power,
Arm yourself, only the strong survive

The walker makes his way as he walks and gets tired,
Among wet and sad streets, streetlights illuminate him,
Shadows sharpen, in narrow alleys,
You feel someone watching and you notice two arrows in your neck,
Xaxi, you are alone, your fear grows and every time they shrink
More shoulders, a cruel day 13, you know that
There are no judges in destiny,
It can touch you without warning, you end up smelling like death,
And in front of you, lights appear at a crossroads in relief
South that crossed my door, leave the crosses behind,
One more intruder, that's all you are,
With the Aztec impotence stronger between shoves and insults,
Saviors or executioners, the shine of the badge, the smoke of the cigar,
It's hard, to swallow if it's raw, you say to yourself: forget them
But they've seen your camel and pimp face, I didn't do anything Mr. officer,
I'm coming from the studio I'm going to Kelly's
My wife and a hot dinner are waiting for me,
Against the wall I am the authority and I know what to do,
Put your hands up, the previous fear grows again, the side suffers,
Today these "bitches" feel like fucking up, it's just bitches,
One blow after another, they insist,
The taste of blood in your mouth, without any pig you resist,
You think, what did you do? Nothing, just walking down the street
At three in the morning, without stopping, me and my notebook,
I was happy, in my theme, my tricks,
I thought of getting there unscathed, going over my lyrics, and the bone cracks,
Tears, rage, today I'm taking a motherfucker to the grave
Of these or nothing or nothing, there I was lying down with my face bloodied
The body full of sticks and a broken hand, oh mama,
Just for wearing these paints they attack you,
Haze and Fatman break the badge, fuck the police
Only real hip hop the show stands out...

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The law, screws you day by day...

A thousand prison officials kill, many abuse
With pride in their badge, mafia corruption,
In the darkness rats hide, an arm
Of the law attacks, it is sold for silver, who escapes,
Bills of silence mouths cover, heads of service mistreat,
The lights go out, cries of impotence demand,
Dark galleries exclaim. Keep leaving kids
Drugged with synogamy to the lost,
And now talk to me about reintegration,
Special dedication to Mr. Francisco el Rayban,
And the gypsies, you are going to pay more jail than anyone