Текст и перевод песни Rebel - Resistencia arrogante

Resistencia arrogante

El rap es vida, la vida es cambiante,
Nada es perfecto, yo ... Resistente,
La genialidad momentánea en inspiración y mente
No siempre se ponen de acuerdo para crear un puente.

Ya ha dado su fruto
Cortesías de cuatro, dos ... un minuto,
Astuto cómplice de una instrumental de este bruto,
Mental y tecnológico es el culto.

Chequea la melodía, es tecnología,
Donde los momentos catárticos se expían,
Tú que me espías en tus cascos en cada canción,
Haremos luz de luna en la noche en cada canción.

Y es un escándalo, Violadores del Verso y un zángano,
Enlaces profesionales, ritos para tribales,
Para chavales con un bombo clap a tutto,
Y es que desde siempre a muchos van a bruto, no.

Y es un insulto al rap aunque se definen,
Aprended en la calle o en el cine,
No te ocultes en la brea, tramita tu don,
Y en el estudio de tu psique harás de soplón.

Tú dame lo íntegro,
Quiero que seas por lo poco un entero,
Pero torpeza y desespero, clavan astas en envero,
No hay madera, más madera, yo a esta mierda rec toreo.

Rap superfluo, "you make my cry"
Rap dolido, "you make my cry"
Atajado, "you make my cry"
Rap por norma, chequea el torna "you make my cry"

Cuando haya hardcore, preciso en la banda,
Respeto manda, en Zaragoza y en Uganda,
No sé si el rap está muriéndose
Pero el tiempo avanza y los MC's no alcanzan.

Pocos quedamos, resistencia arrogante, sí, vamos,
Esperar a los que damos conjunciones humanas y entramos,
En la espiral huracanada
Que convertirá tu nada en todo, codo con codo.

Rap por norma, chequea el torna
Que estos son formas de estar en la horma
Como acercamiento hacia la música que se deforma
En un vinilo y ésta es mi forma.

"You know my stilo"
Rebel hace lo que le place,
Resiste y yace
En nubes negras que hacen que el placer
Sea algo enorme, en bases tochas para escribirlas,
Tengo una charla hipnótica.

Bebo de fuentes de un maná escondido,
Los paraísos de veras son los ocultos, los perdidos,
Los que han de ser hartos de estimos sin ver,
No de he perder el interés por conocer.

Estoy henchido de extensos sabio al sake
En Vivir Para Contarlo hay descartes,
Con más cates a la calle ardía de otros tales,
He aquí las moles.

Rap superfluo, "you make my cry"
Rap dolido, "you make my cry"
Atajado, "you make my cry"
Rap por norma, chequea el torna "you make my cry"

Hay mucho grupo mierda,
Mucho MC mierda,
Qué te voy a contar, quedamos pocos,
Pocos quedamos,
Me haces llorar, tío, me haces llorar.

Rap superfluo, "you make my cry"
Rap dolido, "you make my cry"
Atajado, "you make my cry"
Rap por norma, chequea el torna "you make my cry"

Arrogant Resistance

Rap is life, life is ever-changing,
Nothing is perfect, I ... Resistant,
Momentary genius in inspiration and mind
Don't always agree to build a bridge.

It has already borne fruit
Courtesy of four, two ... one minute,
Cunning accomplice of this brute's instrumental,
The cult is mental and technological.

Check the melody, it's technology,
Where cathartic moments are expiated,
You who spy on me in your headphones in every song,
We will make moonlight in the night in every song.

And it's a scandal, Violadores del Verso and a drone,
Professional connections, rites for tribals,
For kids with a boom clap a tutto,
And it's that since always many go to brute, no.

And it's an insult to rap even though they define themselves,
Learn in the street or in the cinema,
Don't hide in the pitch, process your gift,
And in the studio of your psyche you will be a snitch.

You give me the whole,
I want you to be a whole for the little,
But clumsiness and despair, drive antlers into trouble,
There is no wood, more wood, I bullfight this shit.

Superfluous rap, "you make my cry"
Sore rap, "you make my cry"
Cut short, "you make my cry"
Rap by norm, check the lathe "you make my cry"

When there is hardcore, precise in the band,
Respect commands, in Zaragoza and in Uganda,
I don't know if rap is dying
But time is moving on and MC's are not catching up.

Few of us remain, arrogant resistance, yes, let's go,
Wait for those of us who give human conjunctions and enter,
In the spiraling hurricane
That will turn your nothing into everything, side by side.

Rap by norm, check the lathe
These are ways of being in the mold
As an approach to music that deforms
On a vinyl and this is my way.

"You know my stilo"
Rebel does what he pleases,
Resists and lies
In black clouds that make pleasure
Something enormous, in thick bases to write them,
I have a hypnotic talk.

I drink from sources of a hidden manna,
The true paradises are the hidden ones, the lost ones,
Those who must be fed up with estimates without seeing,
Not to lose interest in knowing.

I am filled with extensive sake-wise
In Living to Tell it there are discards,
With more tastes to the street it burned of other such,
Here are the moles.

Superfluous rap, "you make my cry"
Sore rap, "you make my cry"
Cut short, "you make my cry"
Rap by norm, check the lathe "you make my cry"

There are many shitty groups,
Many shitty MC's,
What am I going to tell you, there are few of us left,
Few of us remain,
You make me cry, man, you make me cry.

Superfluous rap, "you make my cry"
Sore rap, "you make my cry"
Cut short, "you make my cry"
Rap by norm, check the lathe "you make my cry"