Текст и перевод песни Milka La Mas Dura - Besale la mano a mama

Besale la mano a mama

Aquí tengo tu caja pa' enterra'te en el hoyo que tú cavaste
Con La Mamá del Rap, ¿cuánto' rap tu pega'te?
Con ninguno facturate' porque no sonaban parte
La basura que tú canta' (No la escucha ni tu madre)
Guaremate, disque que llegó sin entrega' el de 'alante
Toma to' e'te lubricante pa' que pueda' senta'te
Nico te botó porque lo' cuerno' le pega'te (¡Ay, qué rico!)
Y hasta el estudio le quema'te

Tú la macate, Fefita La Grande va a demanda'te
Por pone'te su peluca y lo' lente' en to' lo' canale'
'Orita tú sale', "¡Vieja Fefa, me copia'te!"
(Barbara) ¿Quién va a copiar tu decricaje?
En esta guerra to' se vale, si va' a tirar no me amague' (Aguguvava)
Besa la mano a tu madre
"Yo tengo má' seguidore'"
Mira qué bien, felicidade' pero de qué diablo te vale si no han podido pega'te

Mis chapas no vibran porque yo hago sentadilla'
La tuya con celulitis parecen dos gelatina'
Tus tetas sin brasiele' te llegan a la rodilla
Y pa' pintarte to' ese bembe, cómprese una brocha, mi amiga
Tú ere' de calamina, delante de mí no brilla
Tú le escribe' a lo' rapero' y yo a la musa que te inspira
Tu' tema' no vacilan por eso e' que tú te quilla'
Tú saliste de primero pero yo llegué a la cima

Picapollera con complejo de coneja
Te gusta tu zanahoria y también te gusta tu yerba
Tú vi'te de reguera y lo da' por fiesta
Tu mermelada la 'tás dando de barde porque no suena
Si va' a volve' a tira' tirame pa' que me muera
Aunque después de e'ta yo lo dudo de que tú pueda'

Yo, yo
(Mira me 'tá copiando, me 'tá copiando)
(Eso fui yo que lo dije, fui la primera en el '87)
Yia (Yo fui la primera en deci' yao, en deci' yu, y deci' yei)
(Fui yo la primera en el '92, fui yo)
La Mamá del Rap

Kiss Your Mother's Hand

Here I have your coffin to bury you in the hole you dug
Against the Mother of Rap, how much have you stuck?
You haven't invoiced with any of them because they didn't sound right
The garbage that you sing (Your mother doesn't even listen to it)
Watch out for the one "up ahead" who supposedly arrived without a drop-off
Take all this lubricant so you can sit down
Nico threw you out because of the horns that you hit him with (Oh, how delicious!)
And you even burned down the studio

You screwed up, Fefita la Grande is going to sue you
For wearing her wig and glasses on all the channels
Now you'll come out and say, "Oh, old Fefa, you copied me!"
(Barbara) Who would copy your decrepit voice?
In this war, anything goes, if you're going to shoot, don't threaten me (Aguguvava)
Kiss your mother's hand
"I have more followers"
Oh, that's very nice, congratulations. But what good does that do for you if they haven't been able to stick?

My thighs don't shake because I do squats
Yours with cellulite look like two jellies
Your boobs without a bra reach your knees
And to fill up all that lip, you'll need to buy yourself a brush, my dear
You're made of scrap metal. You don't shine in front of me
You write the rappers and I write the muse that inspires you
Your songs don't do anything, that's why you're annoyed
You came out first, but I reached the top

Prostitute with a rabbit complex
You like your carrot and you also like your grass
You came from the gutter and you see that as a party
Your marmalade you're giving away for free because it doesn't sell
If you're going to shoot again, shoot so that I die
Although after this one I doubt if you'll be able to

Me, me
(Look, she's copying me, she's copying me)
(I was the first one who said that, I was the first in '87)
Wow (I was the first one to say yao, to say yu, and to say yei)
(I was the first one in '92, it was me)
The Mother of Rap