Текст и перевод песни Porta - T-Rex

T-Rex

Tu eres un rapero completo haces rap de todo tipo
Si escucho tu trap tu reggaeton despues vomito
Usais textos sin mensaje, sexo salvaje escrito
Personajes petaos de tatuajes pa′ ti son un mito
Vas de yankee porque tu shit asi suena mas real
A tus homies les mola tu hit ya es moda nacional
Forzar el acento te hace parecer mas subnormal
Sube fotos de tus tetas en el instagram
Sin estructuras volais bajo no estais a la altura
Sera una opinion personal para mi sois basura
No lo tomeis a mal y forzaos mas en la escritura
No quiero hablar de vuestra cultura a ver cuanto durais
Follais con grupis locas tocais ciegos de alcohol
Fardais de fama y cocas, perdeis el control
Os gusta dar la nota estais casi rozando el sol
Mis balas salen por la boca y no voy de farol

Soy un infame, en busca de la fama
Pasando la droga llorando mi mama
Guardo los billetes debajo mi cama
Si vas a joderme plomo pa tu cara

Soy un infame, en busca de la fama
Pasando farlopa follandome a guarras
Liando la parda siempre con mis panas
No eres de mi bloque tu no sabes nada

Sonido sucio pero tu nunca vas a ser hardcore
Por mucho que hables de las drogas y de que eres narco
Decis venir pisando fuerte os estancais en charcos
Lo clasico se muere, lo observo desde el palco
Desde este balcon de barrio observo a la fauna
Me junto con mi family con los mas pros de barna
Produzco el miedo a esos perros con sarna
Dare palmas si pillas mi ironia a mi meteme hasta el karma
Chico vas de pitbull y solo sabes ladrar
Buscas exito sin lexico y fui a mexico a tocar
No quieres flow, solo swag vida hip hop y tus discipulos cracks
Yo rapeando asi de lento, me siento ridiculo
No estas en mi circulo por tu mente cuadrada
Bro, si no vas burlao es porque no entiendes nada
Se que vas lleno de tatoos crees que tienes todo el power
Intimidando a raperos con pistolas de agua

Soy un infame, en busca de la fama
Pasando la droga llorando mi mama
Guardo los billetes debajo mi cama
Si vas a joderme plomo pa tu cara

Soy un infame, en busca de la fama
Pasando farlopa follandome a guarras
Liando la parda siempre con mis panas
No eres de mi bloque tu no sabes nada

Me la suda tu moda del trap
Te enseñare como se debe hacer rap
Y lo siento escribir con un bic sobre un beat tan lento
No supone dificultad
Podras hacercelo a cientos pero a mi jamas me haras un back stop
Si buscas beef, vete de aqui yo no entro al trap con niveles tan bajos de mc's trapers,
T-rapers o como querais que os llameis
Yo ya llevo mucho tiempo en este arte solo os pido que no lo mateis
Quereis estar a la altura y aunque suene duro yo dudo mucho que lo esteis grito next,
Quedaos con vuestro trap yo en el rap soy un t-rex

Soy un infame, en busca de la fama
Pasando la droga llorando mi mama
Guardo los billetes debajo mi cama
Si vas a joderme plomo pa tu cara

Soy un infame, en busca de la fama
Pasando farlopa follandome a guarras
Liando la parda siempre con mis panas
No eres de mi bloque tu no sabes nada

T-Rex

You claim to be a complete rapper, dabbling in every style,
But your trap and reggaeton make me want to projectile vomit a mile.
Your lyrics lack any meaning, just wild sex in every line,
Those tattooed-up characters you portray are nothing but a mime.
You pretend to be a Yankee because it makes your shit sound more real,
Your homies dig your hit, it's become a national craze, I feel.
Forcing that accent only makes you look like a bigger fool,
Go ahead, flaunt your tits on Instagram, play the social media tool.
Without structure, you fly low, nowhere near the heights you seek,
It might just be my opinion, but to me, your music's weak.
Don't take it personally, just put more effort into your writing,
I don't want to discuss your culture, let's see how long it's lasting.
You sleep with crazy groupies, touch each other blind drunk, I hear,
Bragging about fame and cocaine, losing all control, it's clear.
You love to make a scene, almost reaching for the sun's embrace,
My bullets fly from my mouth, and I'm not bluffing, just in case.

I'm an infamous soul, chasing after fame's embrace,
Pushing drugs while my mother cries, tears streaming down her face.
I stash my cash under the bed, hidden from prying eyes,
If you mess with me, you'll get lead, straight between your lies.

I'm an infamous soul, on a quest for notoriety,
Snorting coke, banging whores, indulging in depravity.
Always causing chaos with my crew, that's our reality,
You're not from my block, you know nothing about my mentality.

Your sound is dirty, but you'll never be truly hardcore,
No matter how much you rap about drugs and being a narco lord.
You claim to come in strong, but you're stuck in shallow waters,
The classics are dying, I observe it all from the theater.
From this neighborhood balcony, I watch the wildlife below,
Hanging with my family, the best pros Barna will ever know.
I instill fear in those mangy dogs, with their pathetic barks and growls,
I'll applaud if you catch my irony, even karma takes its tolls.
Boy, you act like a pitbull, but all you do is yap and whine,
Seeking success with no vocabulary, while I went to Mexico to shine.
You don't want flow, just swag, hip hop life, and your crew of crackpots,
Rapping this slow makes me feel ridiculous, like I'm wearing polka dots.
You're not in my circle because your mind is too damn square,
Bro, if you're not offended, it's because you just don't care.
I know you're covered in tattoos, thinking you hold all the power,
Intimidating rappers with your water pistols, hour after hour.

I'm an infamous soul, chasing after fame's embrace,
Pushing drugs while my mother cries, tears streaming down her face.
I stash my cash under the bed, hidden from prying eyes,
If you mess with me, you'll get lead, straight between your lies.

I'm an infamous soul, on a quest for notoriety,
Snorting coke, banging whores, indulging in depravity.
Always causing chaos with my crew, that's our reality,
You're not from my block, you know nothing about my mentality.

I don't give a damn about your trap music fad,
I'll show you how rap is truly done, make you feel sad.
And I'm sorry to write with a pen on such a slow beat,
It's not a challenge for me, it's an easy feat.
You can do it to hundreds, but you'll never make me back down,
If you're looking for beef, get out of here, I won't clown.
I don't engage with trap's low-level MCs, trappers, or whatever you call yourselves,
I've been in this game for a long time, please don't let it fall off the shelves.
You want to be on par, but it sounds harsh, I doubt you'll ever make it, I yell "next",
Stick to your trap, in the rap game, I'm a T-Rex.

I'm an infamous soul, chasing after fame's embrace,
Pushing drugs while my mother cries, tears streaming down her face.
I stash my cash under the bed, hidden from prying eyes,
If you mess with me, you'll get lead, straight between your lies.

I'm an infamous soul, on a quest for notoriety,
Snorting coke, banging whores, indulging in depravity.
Always causing chaos with my crew, that's our reality,
You're not from my block, you know nothing about my mentality.