Текст и перевод песни Mexicano - Los Tiempos Cambiaron

Los Tiempos Cambiaron

Yo llevo miles de año
Anticipado al futuro
Yo rompo hueso con culo
Como ninguno lo juro

Yo mezclo hecho de calle
Con realidad de lo puro
SI juro duro seguro
Que el se da contra el muro

La guerra ajita el fulete
El fulete ecupe la bala
La bala rompe lo diente
CUando se desenmascara

Lleguo el Boricua guerrero
El que te para lo pelo
El que tu me ve de lejo
& Cuando tu radio la enciende.

Yo tengo versos con letras mexcladas con balas
Tiempos doloroso que reflejan en sus caras
Miles de problemas que terminan en palabras
Otros que terminan con la cara espachurada

Yo tengo versos con letras mexcladas con balas
Tiempos doloroso que reflejan en sus caras
Miles de problemas que terminan en palabras
Otros que terminan con la cara espachurada

Yo vo a sacar la calle a pasiar
Pa educar estos cabrones
Hacerlo como se supone
No jueguen con mis controle

Aqui esta el Gastam puñeta
Que se esten creyendo
Que al vieja escuela
Estaba en su casa durmiendo

Que se equivocaron
Su mala Fe'
No me denfogaron
Mi maldad criminal a
Disparar em provocaron

Lambe bichos
Jamas fuen lo que pensaron
No corro con feca
Yo saco pa'fuera & disparo

Gastam & mexicano
Muerte este rafagaso
Matones de estudio
VOlvi pa'hacerlo pedezo

Vigilo sus pasos
Observo sus movimiento
Las cosas cambieron
& Se daran de cuenta que no miento

& Ahora les abierto
Que el Gastam salio a guarrial
Activa tu combo
Yo no voy a dar pa'tra

Yo no le temos a los nombres
La calle se hizo pa'los hombres
& Si te picaste
No meta juego & responde

Yo tengo versos con letras mexcladas con balas
Tiempos doloroso que reflejan en sus caras
Miles de problemas que terminan en palabras
Otros que terminan con la cara espachurada

Yo tengo versos con letras mexcladas con balas
Tiempos doloroso que reflejan en sus caras
Miles de problemas que terminan en palabras
Otros que terminan con la cara espachurada

Pa'qeu tener pasiencia
Con too estos bobo
Si la gente sabe
De que la calle somo

Las cosas se ponen mal
Lo areglamos con plomo
Yo soy de raza
Aunque me digan mono

Aqui las reglas La ponemos nosotro
O te dejas llevar o Terminas con los dientes rotos
Alicaton evitate uno poco
Que si me ajita te gua partir el coco

Saborealo como si fuera yo & Vico C
Multiplicalo como si fuera Lobo en DJ
Masticalo como si fuera Negro EL DJ
En los tiempos de Liroy & de Playero DJ

Saborealo como si fuera yo & Vico C
Multiplicalo como si fuera Lobo en DJ
Masticalo como si fuera Negro EL DJ
En los tiempos de Liroy & de Playero DJ

Lleguo el condenao el que los deja de lao
El que lo spone a brillar cuando los deja pegao
El que te brinca en el bonete & deja el deo apretao
El que rebortea el hormiguero & dice aqui nah a pasao

Lleguo el salvvaje de mami
El que despierta sunami
El que te lleva en el viaje
EL que te roba tu grammy

Yo no repeto, yo meto
Demuestro como yo meto
Si le someto & le meto
Si no se aquieta lo aquieto

Yo tengo versos con letras mexcladas con balas
Tiempos doloroso que reflejan en sus caras
Miles de problemas que terminan en palabras
Otros que terminan con la cara espachurada

Yo tengo versos con letras mexcladas con balas
Tiempos doloroso que reflejan en sus caras
Miles de problemas que terminan en palabras
Otros que terminan con la cara espachurada

When i was a little stereo(stereo)
I listen to some champion
I always wonder(wondeer)
When i Would be the number one

The Times Have Changed

I've been around for thousands of years
Ahead of the future
I break bones with my ass
Like no other, I swear

I mix street facts
With the reality of the pure
If I swear hard for sure
That he hits himself against the wall

War stirs up the gun
The gun holds the bullet
The bullet breaks the teeth
When it's unmasked

The Puerto Rican warrior has arrived
The one who stops your hair
The one you see me from afar
& When you turn on your radio.

I have verses with letters mixed with bullets
Painful times that are reflected on their faces
Thousands of problems that end in words
Others that end up with a smashed face

I have verses with letters mixed with bullets
Painful times that are reflected on their faces
Thousands of problems that end in words
Others that end up with a smashed face

I'm going to take the streets for a walk
To educate these bastards
Do it the way it's supposed to be
Don't play with my controls

Here's the Gastam, you bitch
Who are believing
That the old school
Was sleeping at home

They were wrong
Their bad faith'
They didn't defame me
My criminal evil to
They provoked me to shoot

Lick bugs
It was never what they thought
I don't run with shit
I take it out and shoot

Gastam & Mexican
Death this burst
Studio thugs
I came back to break it

I watch your steps
I observe your movements
Things changed
& You will realize that I'm not lying

& Now I have opened them
That the Gastam went out to guarrial
Activate your combo
I'm not going back

I'm not afraid of names
The street was made for men
& If you got stung
Don't play games and answer

I have verses with letters mixed with bullets
Painful times that are reflected on their faces
Thousands of problems that end in words
Others that end up with a smashed face

I have verses with letters mixed with bullets
Painful times that are reflected on their faces
Thousands of problems that end in words
Others that end up with a smashed face

Why have patience
With all these fools
If people know
That we are from the street

Things get bad
We fix it with lead
I am of race
Even if they call me a monkey

Here the rules We set them
Either you let yourself go or you end up with broken teeth
Alicaton avoid yourself a little
That if you shake me, I'll split your coconut

Savor it as if it were me & Vico C
Multiply it as if it were Lobo in DJ
Chew it like it was Black THE DJ
In the times of Liroy & Playero DJ

Savor it as if it were me & Vico C
Multiply it as if it were Lobo in DJ
Chew it like it was Black THE DJ
In the times of Liroy & Playero DJ

The condemned arrived, the one who leaves them aside
The one who makes them shine when he leaves them glued
The one who jumps on your hood and leaves your finger tight
The one who turns the anthill upside down & says nothing happened here

Mommy's savage arrived
The one who wakes up tsunami
The one who takes you on the journey
The one who steals your grammy

I don't respect, I put
I show how I put
If I subdue it and put it in
If he doesn't calm down, I calm him down

I have verses with letters mixed with bullets
Painful times that are reflected on their faces
Thousands of problems that end in words
Others that end up with a smashed face

I have verses with letters mixed with bullets
Painful times that are reflected on their faces
Thousands of problems that end in words
Others that end up with a smashed face

When I was a little stereo (stereo)
I listen to some champion
I always wonder (wonder)
When I Would be the number one