Текст и перевод песни Mente En Blanco - Vida de Loco

Vida de Loco

Todo empezò un 20 de octubre del 90
Poco a poco fui creciendo, la vida es lenta
18 años en esta vida, viviendola sin medida

Criminal, delincuente, safado de su mente, borracho, tirado, en
La calle inconciente,
Ojos rojos peligroso ponte al tiro, qe de esta vida todo es puro peligro, quisiera volver al pasado y arreglar lo qe arruinè,
Hacer lo que yo nunca hise, lo qe nunca continuè,

Todo fuera dirente, talvez no fuera triste mi vida, yo estoy
Conciente
Que todo tiene consecuencias,
Yo ia pagè lo qe devì, le doi GRACIAS A DIOS, porqe me ah
Salvado de muchas, solo ante mis jefes me quito la cachucha,

Siempre eh vivido mi vida resiò, aveces resiò pero se qe
Todo tiene un pinche presio, si no lo pagas con sangre
, Lo pagas preso, y es por eso qe intentò cambiar, escribo
Estas cosas solo pa' reflexionar

Tantas cosas por las qe io eh pasado, la felicidad de mi
Ya se ah olbidado, tengo carnales qe nunca dejan morir, y
Gente qe me da fuersas siempre mira por mi, por eso no me
Aguito y sigo aqi en la lucha, siempre pa delante siempre
Poniendome trucha...

VIVIENDO DE LOCO CON TODOS MIS COMPAS., ARRIBA DE UNA
NUVE QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA AAHHH.QE ISÒ EL HUMO
DE LA MOTA., QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA

VIVIENDO DE LOCO CON TODOS MIS COMPAS., ARRIBA DE UNA
NUVE QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA AAHHH.QE ISÒ EL HUMO
DE LA MOTA., QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA

Vaya, vaya, vamos a ber qien me pone gorro,
Yo no corro, soy malandro desde morro
Pandillero fumando porro, ni te metas con nosotros
Porqe si somos un chorro.

Ay en la mexico estan los PITUFOS,
Siempre fuman MOTA, siempre se la pasan grifos.
Vivo mi vida sin dinero en la cartera, pero tengo lo qe QIERO y me sobran chingo de PERRAS.

Listo para la guerra como un mexicano, listo para fumàr MOTA como todos mis hermanos,
Puro marihuano ba qedado en el aviòn, todos estan dañados por tanta drogadicciòn.

PURO MARIHUANO BA QEDANDO EN EL AVIÒN, TODOS TAN DAÑADOS POR TANTA DROGADICCIÒN, VAN QEDANDO EN EL AVIÒN, EN EL AVIÒN, EN EL AVIÒN...

VIVIENDO DE LOCO CON TODOS MIS COMPAS., ARRIBA DE UNA NUVE QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA AAHHH.QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA., QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA

VIVIENDO DE LOCO CON TODOS MIS COMPAS., ARRIBA DE UNA NUVE QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA AAHHH.QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA., QE ISÒ EL HUMO DE LA MOTA...

Crazy Life

It all started on October 20th, 1990
Little by little I was growing up, life is slow
18 years in this life, living it without measure

Criminal, delinquent, crazy, drunk, wasted, in
The unconscious street,
Red eyes dangerous watch out, because in this life everything is pure danger, I wish I could go back in time and fix what I ruined,
Do what I never did, what I never continued,

Everything would be different, maybe my life wouldn't be sad, I'm
Aware
That everything has consequences,
I have already paid what I owed, I THANK GOD, because he has
Saved me from many, only before my bosses I take off my cap,

I have always lived my life hard, sometimes hard but I know
Everything has a fucking price, if you don't pay it with blood
, You pay it in prison, and that's why I try to change, I write
These things just to make you think

So many things I've been through, my happiness
Has been forgotten, I have brothers who never let me die, and
People who give me strength always look out for me, that's why I don't
Fall and continue here in the fight, always moving forward always
Getting smarter...

LIVING CRAZY WITH ALL MY HOMIES., ABOVE A
CLOUD THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA MADE AAHHH.THAT THE SMOKE
OF THE MOTA., THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA

LIVING CRAZY WITH ALL MY HOMIES., ABOVE A
CLOUD THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA MADE AAHHH.THAT THE SMOKE
OF THE MOTA., THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA

Come on, come on, let's see who's going to give me a cap,
I don't run, I'm a hoodlum since I was a kid
Gang member smoking a joint, don't mess with us
Because we are a jet.

In Mexico there are the SMURFS,
They always smoke MOTA, they are always high.
I live my life without money in my wallet, but I have what I WANT and I have a lot of BITCHES to spare.

Ready for war like a Mexican, ready to smoke MOTA like all my brothers,
Only a marijuana addict remains on the plane, all are damaged by so much drug addiction.

ONLY A MARIJUANA ADDICT WILL BE LEFT ON THE PLANE, ALL SO DAMAGED BY SO MUCH DRUG ADDICTION, WILL BE LEFT ON THE PLANE, ON THE PLANE, ON THE PLANE...

LIVING CRAZY WITH ALL MY HOMIES., ABOVE A CLOUD THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA MADE AAHHH.THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA., THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA

LIVING CRAZY WITH ALL MY HOMIES., ABOVE A CLOUD THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA MADE AAHHH.THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA., THAT THE SMOKE OF THE MOTA...