Текст и перевод песни Lapiz Conciente - Pa' Vela

Pa' Vela

PA' VELA ---- LAPIZ CONCIENTE
Yo fui criado en un barrio
Marginado, educado por la calle
Con mucho sacrificio me pare
Para la guerra yo fui preparado
La vida no me asusta, me eh dado
Golpes contra la pared, mi Dios
Es mi unico juez, tu no sabes quien
Soy, llegare a la vejez por lo que
Estoy sembrando hoy, doy lo mejor de
Mi, por que a mi es que yo voy,
Se bien de donde vengo, tambien pa'
Donde voy, soldado valiente tengo pila
De expediente, me involucro si tu te
Involucra y no corro con gente
Soy de la vida suicida ida por la
Movida cuidandome de los traicioneros
Y del sida puede que tambien tu vida
A la mia sea parecida por tu ingreso
Monetario y fama desaparecida aqui
No hay cabida pa' las suposiciones
Lo' millone van de la mano con lo
Cojone asi que deja tu revuelo que
Puedo ser tu abuelo, tu cre' que
Lo que tengo a MI me callo del cielo
Nooo, manito yo eh escuchado
Mucho grito en la escena del crimen
Practicando el delito en las filas
Del ARMY callejero yo me ilito
Y evito problemas que no me dan
Beneficio vivir es mi oficio
No importa donde sea, calle, barrio
O pais yo afronto mi odisea te killa
Ver el tiguere en lo que se pasea
Porque siempre tiene, cuando se cacea (jaja)
Dispuesto a lo que sea que vola aki en la
Brega
Porque en la calle se muere cualquiera
El el el el sementerio te espera
Si tu no aguanta el voltage que hay
Ahi afuera enton entonces coge la cera
Porque la muerte asechando al que ronca
De pancho salen de su madriguera y si
Traiciona a un hermano lo que tu te gane
No te van a dar PA' VELAHay hay que tener valor para vivir
En este mundo, tu puedes perder la
Vida en fracciones de segundos,
Un empresario, un bagabundo el status
No importa pal' moribundo, las balas
No conocen a nadie, la calle ta caliente
Compadre, al guapo lo respeta el
Cobarde, la cosa aqui esta que arde
Hacere: las balas no conocen a nadie,
La calle ta caliente compadre, al guapo
Lo respeta el cobarde, la cosa aqui
Esta que arde, y si tu cre que tu
Puedes quitarme la faja recuerdalo
Mil veces con hombre no se relaja
Y si tu quieres antes de tu tiempo
Yacel en tu caja juega con el sudor
Del que trabaja.
La va maca' si te equivoca, ponte'
A folsa' pa' que me conozcas yo te
Vola porque provoca y la vez te
Llega cuando te tocaPorque en la calle se muere cualquiera
El el el el sementerio te espera
Si tu no aguanta el voltage que hay
Ahi afuera enton entonces coge la cera
Porque la muerte asechando al que ronca
De pancho salen de su madriguera y si
Traiciona a un hermano lo que tu te gane
No te van a dar PA' VELA

On the Lookout

ON THE LOOKOUT ---- LAPIZ CONCIENTE
I was raised in a marginalized hood,
Educated by the streets.
With much sacrifice, I stood up,
Prepared for war.
Life doesn't scare me, babe. I've taken
Hits against the wall. My God
Is my only judge. You don't know who
I am. I will reach old age because of what
I am sowing today. I give the best of
Myself because that's where I'm going.
I know where I come from and also where
I'm going. Brave soldier, I have a pile
Of records. I get involved if you get
Involved, and I don't run with people.
I'm from a suicidal life, gone for the
Movement, taking care of myself from the traitors
And AIDS. Maybe your life too
Is similar to mine because of your monetary income
And vanished fame. There's no
Room here for assumptions.
Millions go hand in hand with
Balls, so stop your fuss, because
I could be your grandfather. You think
That what I have fell from the sky.
No, babe, I've heard
Many screams at the crime scene.
Practicing crime in the ranks
Of the street ARMY, I enlist
And avoid problems that don't give me
Benefit. Living is my job.
It doesn't matter where it is, street, hood
Or country, I face my odyssey. It kills you
To see the tiger in what he walks through
Because he always has, when he hunts (haha)
Ready for whatever flies here in the
Brega
Because anyone can die in the streets.
The cemetery awaits you
If you can't handle the voltage out there,
Then grab the wax
Because death stalks the one who snores
Like a boss. They come out of their burrows, and if
You betray a brother, what you earn
Won't be given TO YOU ON THE LOOKOUT. You have to have courage to live
In this world. You can lose your
Life in fractions of seconds,
A businessman, a bum, status
Doesn't matter to the dying. Bullets
Don't know anyone. The streets are hot,
Friend. The coward respects the brave.
Things are burning up here.
Hacere: Bullets don't know anyone.
The streets are hot, friend. The coward
Respects the brave. Things
Are burning up here, and if you think
You can take my belt, remember
A thousand times, you don't relax with a man.
And if you want to lie down in your coffin
Before your time, play with the sweat
Of the one who works.
It will mess you up if you make a mistake. Get
To work so you can get to know me. I'll blow you away because it provokes,
And the time will come when it's your turn.
Because anyone can die in the streets.
The cemetery awaits you
If you can't handle the voltage out there,
Then grab the wax.
Because death stalks the one who snores
Like a boss. They come out of their burrows, and if
You betray a brother, what you earn
Won't be given TO YOU ON THE LOOKOUT.