Really On - Rels B перевод на английский

Really On

Dime, ¿quién coño eres pa' juzgarme?
Pregunta a mi familia o a la gente del parque
No me creo estrella ni me creo importante
Tu solo hablas mierda voy a tener que echarte el guante

Mas chulo que tu chulo, mas puro que el numero uno
Somos jóvenes, sabemos deshacer el nudo
Soy el que te ayuda si te ve en apuros
Pero no me fío de nadie tengo puesto el escudo

Mami you know
Va pa' tos' esos chavales que lo pasan crudo
Gente del barrio que no tiene un duro
Dejaron los estudios pa' buscarse un curro
Y pagar esa hipoteca por que su familia no pudo

Mirame con los peores ojos que tengas
Camuflao' en esta selva
Jodo con la niña mas bonita y visto las mejores prendas
La vida me puteó pero la puse entre las cuerdas

Dime, ¿quién te salvó de ese marro, lo recuerdas?
Abrí la puerta a tu prisión, te saqué de la celda
Pa' que me lo pagues con mierda y mas mierda
Me parece que ya no te acuerdas

Yo soy el que se escapa de la poli en reserva
Si eres ladrador cabrón mas vale que muerdas
Enséñame la mano cuando tires la piedra
O escóndela, eso depende de donde vengas

Dime, ¿quién coño eres pa' juzgar?
(Carne de mi carne, sangre de mi sangre)
Dime, ¿quién coño eres pa' juzgar?
(No me des, tan solo hazme)

Un beso en la frente y un billete de 200
Doce caras largas, medio juramento
Huyendo del tiempo
To' por el equipo en el descuento
Con las cuencas das la vuelta matando algo que está muerto

Are we really on? (are we really on?)
Are we really on, baby?
Are we really on? (are we really on?)
Are we really on, baby?
You don't cry
You don't cry

No llores mas, no te quiero ver llorar mas
Solo hazme volar hasta las estrellas, hasta el mas allá

Quisiste ser su príncipe
Solo fuiste un títere
Todo se derrite y eso hace que tirite
Mi hermano está en el limite
Solo fuiste un títere
Todo se derrite y eso hace que tirite (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Mami estoy de paso como tu en mis brazos
Recuerda, la mierda entre oro sigue siendo mierda
Si estas colgando en el andamio limpiando pescado
Ahora sin pensar en ello selling gramos pa' ti un amor

Really On

Tell me, who the hell are you to judge me?
Ask my family or the people at the park
I don't think I'm a star or important
You just talk shit, I'm gonna have to put you in your place

Cooler than your cool, purer than number one
We're young, we know how to untie the knot
I'm the one who helps you if he sees you in trouble
But I don't trust anyone, I have my shield up

Baby, you know
This goes out to all those kids who are having a hard time
People from the hood who don't have a dime
They dropped out of school to look for a job
And pay that mortgage because their family couldn't

Look at me with the worst eyes you have
Camouflaged in this jungle
I mess with the prettiest girl and wear the best clothes
Life screwed me over but I put it on the ropes

Tell me, who saved you from that mess, do you remember?
I opened the door to your prison, I got you out of the cell
For you to pay me back with shit and more shit
I don't think you remember anymore

I'm the one who escapes from the cops in reserve
If you're a barker, bastard, you better bite
Show me your hand when you throw the stone
Or hide it, it depends on where you come from

Tell me, who the hell are you to judge?
(Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood)
Tell me, who the hell are you to judge?
(Don't give me, just do me)

A kiss on the forehead and a 200 bill
Twelve long faces, half an oath
Running away from time
Everything for the team in stoppage time
With the eye sockets you turn around killing something that's dead

Are we really on? (are we really on?)
Are we really on, baby?
Are we really on? (are we really on?)
Are we really on, baby?
You don't cry
You don't cry

Don't cry anymore, I don't want to see you cry anymore
Just make me fly to the stars, to the beyond

You wanted to be her prince
You were just a puppet
Everything melts and that makes me shiver
My brother is at the limit
You were just a puppet
Everything melts and that makes me shiver (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Baby, I'm just passing through like you in my arms
Remember, shit among gold is still shit
If you're hanging on the scaffold cleaning fish
Now without thinking about it, selling grams for you, a love