Текст и перевод песни Jomson feat. Souline - Street Circuit

Street Circuit

Yeh, ah
Ahora todo es visual, y si no haces un video no tenés trascendencia
Yo quiero que escuches mi sonido y te recrees la imagen perfecta
El sonido es todo, te pone en la atmósfera
Te sitúa en la hora y hasta te altera la presión sanguínea
Este es mi mundo sonoro y te invito a recorrerlo
¡Yo soy Jomson A.K.A. "Fast Horse" y esto es I.A.A.B. Records!
Ok

La ciudad es mi propia pista como Montecarlo
¿Dónde ando? ¿Para qué me estás llamando?
La Master: sin saldo; sale aviso: "denеgado"
Esconde el codo guacho que esе auto es presta'o

Van tres pibes en el Honda Accord bien bajo
Suena JT, porque ya son varios años
Underclan plantó los frutos, salíó bruto weight pesa¿o
¿Y en dos minutos vos sos rap? ¿Pa' cuantos?

Pregunto, exacto
Marco los puntos y tantos
Quedaron mudos y faltos
¿Perderme el gusto al barrio?
¿Por números y radios?
Canjes y conjuntos malos
No sería justo, vamos
No es mi precio, asshole

Esto huele a campeonato
Y el piloto va con Polo desde el gorro a los zapatos, son
Esto huele a campeonato
Y el piloto va con Polo desde el gorro a los zapatos, ey

A mí me escuchan manejando tumba'o
Los vidrios opacos y el carro es un vaho
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

A mí me escuchan manejando tumba'o
Los vidrios opacos y el carro es un vaho
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

What u know about, bitch?
What u know about it?
Si el Suzuki ya parece un Bugatti
Aparcado en la puerta de una clande, listen daddy
Hay que ser rápido y ágil, Muhammad Ali

Caen los polis, "¿y los papeles de ese chery?"
"Yo no vi nada, no sé nada" como Javi (shoutout soy turista)
Por los pozos el que no vuela por el Soly
Se acostumbró a correr y hoy ya es Colin McRae

A mí me escuchan manejando tumba'o
Los vidrios opacos y el carro es un vaho
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

A mí me escuchan manejando tumba'o
Los vidrios opacos y el carro es un vaho
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

What u know about?
What u know about it?
I.A.A.B. Records, I.A.A.B. Records, I.A.A.B. Records
Los heavyweight de Uruguay, I.A.A.B. Records
Dímelo Low-T, dímelo Lauren, ok
Somos lo más jodido que ha parido este país
Te lo juro por Dios, ok
J-O-M-S-O-N
Se cuela Valentino
Madre mía, ahí Sete
Sete como un hedoe
Sete que se cruza
Queda la última curva
(Buena, tapa, tapa) ahí está el Sete
Tiene que tapar, se mete por dentro
Se tocan, se salen
Se sale Sete

Street Circuit

Yeah, ah
Now everything is visual, and if you don't make a video, you have no relevance
I want you to listen to my sound and recreate the perfect image
Sound is everything, it puts you in the atmosphere
It places you in the moment and even alters your blood pressure
This is my sonic world and I invite you to explore it
I am Jomson A.K.A. "Fast Horse" and this is I.A.A.B. Records!
Okay

The city is my own track like Monte Carlo
Where am I? What are you calling me for?
The Mastercard: no balance; notice comes out: "denied"
Hide the elbow, buddy, that car is borrowed

Three kids are going in the Honda Accord, very low
JT sounds, because it's been several years
Underclan planted the fruits, heavy weight came out, heavy
And in two minutes you are rap? For how many?

I ask, exactly
I mark the points and so many
They were left speechless and lacking
Lose my taste for the neighborhood?
For numbers and radios?
Exchanges and bad outfits
It wouldn't be fair, come on
It's not my price, asshole

This smells like a championship
And the pilot goes with Polo from the hat to the shoes, they are
This smells like a championship
And the pilot goes with Polo from the hat to the shoes, hey

They listen to me driving, laid back
The opaque windows and the car is a steam
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

They listen to me driving, laid back
The opaque windows and the car is a steam
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

What u know about, bitch?
What u know about it?
If the Suzuki already looks like a Bugatti
Parked at the door of a speakeasy, listen daddy
You have to be quick and agile, Muhammad Ali

The cops fall, "and the papers of that Chery?"
"I didn't see anything, I don't know anything" like Javi (shoutout soy turista)
Through the potholes, the one who doesn't fly through the Soly
He got used to running and today he is already Colin McRae

They listen to me driving, laid back
The opaque windows and the car is a steam
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

They listen to me driving, laid back
The opaque windows and the car is a steam
I'm on the road, above the clouds, where is my crown?
It's all about bars bitch what u know about?

What u know about?
What u know about it?
I.A.A.B. Records, I.A.A.B. Records, I.A.A.B. Records
The heavyweights of Uruguay, I.A.A.B. Records
Tell me Low-T, tell me Lauren, okay
We are the most fucked up thing this country has ever given birth to
I swear to God, okay
J-O-M-S-O-N
Valentino sneaks in
My mother, there Sete
Sete like a hedoe
Sete that crosses
The last corner remains
(Good, cover, cover) there is Sete
He has to cover, he gets inside
They touch, they go out
Sete goes out