Текст и перевод песни Movimiento Original - Hoy Escribi Lo Que Me Sale

Hoy Escribi Lo Que Me Sale

Pao pa

El Mundo apesta pero
Este vagabundo sin orquesta
Azeta zesta ve que inserta sierta oferta
De que aser mal (yaa)

Mi gerga se que la codicia me enferma toma yerva
Asta que hierba no daba mis piernas
Sin serva hermano da por dokier
Quieren entregar mi contra inforta ni frota yega
Sin ropisto con isn sodiega (wonoronoro)

El combo Clap Ghetto
Es lo que siento represento me consentro
Dentro del ghetto junto esto todo
Se me motiva (gonorononononon)
Origiinalaaa...

Ouu yeee...
Waaaa...

Una desesperacion esperam de mil choque
Un roker un yoke un poker pa arriba el yoke
Un bloke de acomula a su manera
Asuma si bandera sera funa
De la sera paz de apaz la sera va
La mas sincera sertera de que vera
Pues asi sinsera

Mis pena se va con el rap que me desvela
Fabela o falabela se ve y solo prendan vela

Ban Ban

Yo tengo un plan de ataque
Pal gran magnate un hake desate desastan un yake
Si firula pinoche chonchetumare
Ase se agogare lo male compare un reggeton sonare

Acaba de amanecer y yo sigo despierto
Esquivo un cierbo esribo en el decierto
Con un cierto concierto

Que trata y retrata
Saliba me iratra 100%
Aerstame en game de rimo de rivo de arriiba

Hoy escribi lo que me sale (haa)
Hoy sigo siendo duro sinedo puro no me conjale
Vendiciendo perdubo diciendo conjuro equivale
Aviendo o zamale aquivo chavale.

Juego con flecha mas que un cafiche de derecha
Este es mi meta que loso asi prendi la mecha.

Today I Wrote What Comes Out

Pao pa

The world stinks but
This vagabond without an orchestra
Sharp zesta see that inserts a certain offer
Of doing wrong (yaa)

My slang, I know greed makes me sick, take herb
Until the grass didn't give my legs
Without a servant, brother, give everywhere
They want to deliver my against, it doesn't even rub, it arrives
Without clothes with isn soothes (wonoronoro)

The Clap Ghetto combo
It's what I feel, I represent, I concentrate
Inside the ghetto I gather this all
It motivates me (gonorononononon)
Origiinalaaa...

Ouu yeee...
Waaaa...

A desperation, we wait for a thousand shocks
A rocker, a yoke, a poker, up the yoke
A block that accumulates in its own way
Assume if your flag will be a torch
From the will be peace, from the peace, the will be goes
The most sincere, accurate, of what will be seen
Well, like this, sincere

My sorrows go away with the rap that keeps me awake
Favela or falabela is seen and just light candles

Ban Ban

I have a plan of attack
For the great tycoon a hack, unleash, devastate a yoke
If Pinochet whistles, damn it
He does, he chokes, the bad compare, a reggaeton will play

It just dawned and I'm still awake
I dodge a deer, I write in the desert
With a certain concert

That tries and portrays
Saliva irritates me 100%
Arrest me in a game of rhyme, of river, of above

Today I wrote what comes out (haa)
Today I'm still hard being pure, don't conjure me
Blessing lost saying spell is equivalent
Having or swallowing this kid.

I play with arrows more than a right-wing pimp
This is my goal, so I lit the fuse.