Текст и перевод песни Lapiz Conciente - El Rap No Es Moda

El Rap No Es Moda

Criticos Del Genero y Raperos Fustrados
Son Torturados Por La Furia De Mi Latigo

El Rap no es moda
Raperos Que Se Joda
Esta Es La Moda
Del Lapiz Conciente Elemental Con la na
Entona, no morire en el canal de la mona
La Bomba detona Somos brother como Jonas
No mas musica basura a la cultura bomitando
Raperos sin identidad mi Rap tan depitando
Mientras Yo toy Depitando
Como carro de formula uno a millon Limitando
Ando con gente que si saben lo que hay
Esta eh la musica gusano que los tiene dibariando
New School Rapero de Sangre azuL suena cool
Morire como NOTORIOUS o como 2PAC SHAKUR
Con los bolsillos full a nadie le cumplo horario
Armas en el baul pa lo que se cree sicario
La Armada cuidado con la llamada
Generales de Brigada
Al que se ponga bruto le untamos la pomada
Cuidado con la manada tu ta caminando por zona minada
Hey No Son Los Tiempo de La redada
Muchos hablando baba raperito de carton
El tiempo le demostro quien eh el mejor
Ustedes abortaron en su talento no confiaron
No compraron Valor a utede se lo fiaron
Son tantos, diganme cuanto tan faturando
Cantando RAP como yo aqui
Ando siempre gastando
Con Mucho Cuarto
Asi es mi forma de vivir

Ando Con gente que si saben lo que hay
Esta es la musica gusano que los tiene dibariando
Ellos Son castigados por la furia de mi latigo
Pasaron de RAPEROS a FANATICOS
Son comentaristas analizando esos parasitos
No evolucionaron, sufren porque paro el trafico
Magico, Tragico, Clasico, Basico
Asi me considero yo sobre un Instrumental
Langido, Flacido, Nada de Placido
Asi te considero a ti basura elemental
Hablame de cuarto no me hable de improvisal
Cuando llegue a la casa sal maldito saco eh sal
Porque cantando HIP HOP soy letal
Y brutal Por Abusar de los hombre
Me llaman el comenzal
No hay Raperos a la pal
Verdad Que No Mi Gente
NOOOOO!!
No vuelvas a fallarle a tu papa prometelo
Millones de seguidores gritan
LAPIZ VENCELO, COMETELO, COMETELO
La gente ta cansa de tanta de mierda de musica
El que le abrio la puerta no recuerdan
La unica persona capacitada con grano y cerebro
Celebro soy una empresa solida no quiebro
Eh que yo bebo del agua limpia
Ustede beben donde yo bebi
Ustedes viven donde yo vivi
Pero yo soy el unico en la musica como el mori vivi
Llegale Vii Llegale Vii
Diablo Metro Master Beat que dura ta ese Beat

Ando Con gente que si saben lo que hay
Esta es la musica gusano que los tiene dibariando
Como en Los Viejos tiempo
Pero con musica moderna
Imponiendo la Ley
Haciendolo en tu bocina
O si tu quieres face to face
A.R.M.Y.
Lapiz Conciente
M3 3M Produccion
El Metrolo
Master Beats
Jaja

Ando Con gente que si saben lo que hay
Tu le llegate al mensaje
Ando Con gente que si saben lo que hay
Deja tu aparataje

Rap Is Not Fashion

Critics of the genre and frustrated rappers
Are tortured by the fury of my whip

Rap is not fashion
Rappers, fuck you
This is the fashion
Of the elemental Lapiz Conciente with the na
Tune up, I will not die in the Mona Channel
The bomb explodes, we are brothers like Jonas
No more garbage music, vomiting out the culture
Rappers without identity, my rap is so demoralizing
While I'm demoralizing
Like a Formula One car, limiting at a million
I hang out with people who know what's up
This is the music, maggots, that has you floundering
New school rapper with blue blood, sounds cool
I'll die like NOTORIOUS or like 2PAC SHAKUR
With my pockets full, I don't answer to anyone's schedule
Weapons in the trunk for those who think they're hitmen
Navy, watch out for the call
Brigadier Generals
Anyone who gets tough, we'll rub some ointment on them
Careful with the pack, you're walking through a minefield
Hey, these are not the times for raids
A lot of you are talking shit, cardboard rappers
Time has shown who is the best
You aborted your talent, you didn't trust it
You didn't buy courage, it was given to you on credit
There are so many of you, tell me how much you're making
Singing rap like me here
I'm always spending
With lots of money
This is my way of life

I hang out with people who know what's up
This is the music, maggots, that has you floundering
They are punished by the fury of my whip
They went from rappers to FANATICS
They are commentators analyzing those parasites
They didn't evolve, they suffer because I stop the traffic
Magical, tragic, classic, basic
That's how I consider myself on an instrumental
Listless, flaccid, not placid at all
That's how I consider you, trash elemental
Talk to me about money, don't talk to me about freestyling
When I get home, come on out, you damn rat, come on out
Because when I sing hip hop, I'm lethal
And brutal for abusing men
They call me the commensal
There are no rappers up to the task
Isn't that right, my people?
NOOOOO!!
Don't fail your father again, promise me
Millions of followers are screaming
LAPIZ, BEAT HIM, EAT HIM, EAT HIM
People are tired of so much shitty music
They don't remember who opened the door
The only capable person with brains and money
Brain, I'm a solid company, I don't go bankrupt
Hey, I drink from clean water
You drink where I drank
You live where I lived
But I'm the only one in music who lived like a dead man.
Come on, boy, come on, boy
Damn, Metro Master Beat, that beat is hard

I hang out with people who know what's up
This is the music, maggots, that has you floundering
Like in the old days
But with modern music
Imposing the law
Making it in your speakers
Or if you want, face to face
A.R.M.Y.
Lapiz Conciente
M3 3M Produccion
El Metrolo
Master Beats
Haha

I hang out with people who know what's up
You get the message
I hang out with people who know what's up
Leave your contraptions