Crazy - Ricky Random перевод на английский

Crazy

No lo ignoro, tienes hambre y nada más
Pero no tienes por qué maquillar
Tus palabras, con tus acciones (no)
No quiero dar lecciones
Sólo que esta vocecita me habla
Y me cuenta de sus preocupaciones
Este apetito es sucesor de
Las noches y los días que pasé de largo tu opinión
(Hey!)
Lo sé, que existen más seudónimos
Mini hoe es el correcto
Porque digo yo, yoo
No existen postulaciones o propuestas mías
Que tomen más en cuenta o menos lo que se advenía
Comprendan, esto no es poesía
Es un vagabundo con collar
Y muchas ganas de ser estampida
O al menos en las vía, ya sea la pública
Sin pedos es de cortesía (Claro)
Supposedly it's a smaller image
There's not a single fuck that I could give
Because I'm young and stupid!

No planeo decirlo e influenciar a masas como un ocio
No tengo ningún vicio
Si acaso es fobia a los cabeza hueca
Que sólo arrastran su reputación
Ruedan cabezas y eso sí divierte
No soy un cínico, es un vaso de arrogancia, bebé
Ahora una pausa, no es paula-
Tinamente rutinario que entretenga vidas
¡Con solo un par de bolas y de auriculares!
Y no olvides, lleva skate mi personaje
No soy el tipo que dice sacar de apuros
Más bien te saco trucos
No de la manga, esos sólo los leo
Y la razón es tan sencilla
Es la lectura que encuentras insípida
Pero me alegran tus ganas
Tan fatales de crear mentiras
Bullshit! ¡Suena tan lindo, y suena bien!
Cual termostato terminando de caer al agua
Yo sumergido descargo estas ganas...

(¿De qué? ¿De qué?)

Oriundo de este mundo
Respiro un aire de tranquilidad y un chingo de cannabis

Cuz I'm
Sometimes you just gotta chill out
Do your shit,
And don't give a fuck about what anyone thinks
Or maybe
I don't know, I'm a rapper
I like to think about my life the way I thin about music
And guess what (What?)
I also smoke pot and I'm crazy

Crazy

I'm not ignoring you, you're hungry and nothing more
But you don't have to make up
Your words with your actions (no)
I don't want to give lectures
Just that this little voice is talking to me
And it tells me about its worries
This appetite is a successor to
The nights and days I spent ignoring your opinion
(Hey!)
I know, there are more aliases
Mini hoe is the right one
Because I say, yoo
There are no nominations or proposals of mine
That take more into account or less what was coming
Understand, this is not poetry
It's a vagabond with a collar
And a big desire to be a stampede
Or at least on the tracks, be it the public one
Without any hassle, it's a courtesy (Of course)
Supposedly it's a smaller image
There's not a single fuck that I could give
Because I'm young and stupid!

I don't plan to say it and influence masses as a leisure
I don't have any vice
If anything, it's a phobia of empty heads
Who only drag their reputation
Heads roll and that's what's fun
I'm not a cynic, it's a glass of arrogance, baby
Now a pause, it's not paula-
Tinamente routine that entertains lives
With just a couple of balls and headphones!
And don't forget, my character rides a skate
I'm not the type who says to get out of trouble
Rather I'll show you tricks
Not up my sleeve, I only read those
And the reason is so simple
It's the reading you find insipid
But I'm happy for your desire
So fatal to create lies
Bullshit! It sounds so nice, and it sounds good!
Like a thermostat finishing falling into the water
I submerged discharge these desires...

(What? What?)

Native to this world
I breathe an air of tranquility and a lot of cannabis

Cuz I'm
Sometimes you just gotta chill out
Do your shit,
And don't give a fuck about what anyone thinks
Or maybe
I don't know, I'm a rapper
I like to think about my life the way I think about music
And guess what (What?)
I also smoke pot and I'm crazy