Текст и перевод песни Salvaje Decibel feat. Matiah Chinaski - La Miseria

La Miseria

Funky Flu
... Ok!! estos son los salvajes en el track
Con el matiah chinaski
...redactando la sucia miseria .Escucha!!

La miseria toca mi puerta
Me dice: Bro estate alerta
Las cosas se pusieron crueles cruenta
Arregla tus cuentas

Cualquiera puede ir al infierno, no todos al cielo
El fuego me dijo: Ven!! abrazame conversemo

La verdad existe! no la ves por que está cubierta de mentiras
El chocolate cubre la almendra y al trafica un tira
Tu vida! es un camino a explorar
Una ruleta y hacia hara una mentira shi shi bang!!

Dame tu mano y descubre toda la mugre que cubre
La falsa costumbre del hombre que paga y cobran iglesia por lumbre

Con Flu estructural derrumbe,
Truenen el choque de nubes del cerro a la cumbre
Disculpa que me zumbe,
Mi flow zampa tumba arrumba suma
De grandes cantidades como en chuqui cobre
Cobra tu parte robale a el supermarket, veala!!
Piratea peliculas hollywoodenses y blockbuster quebrara, yeah!!

Sube el pan, el gas, la micro ya basta
Si lo unico que no sube es la quina de la papelina de pasta
Uno por el hip-hop
Dos quemen un cuartel
Tres rompan la pipa
Esto es Salvaje Decibel duro!!

Rapto en Colombia, corrupción en Argentina
Necesita un sahumerio en serio urgente America Latina

El Flu le rapea a la porquería
Que al cachureo culiao tirao en la cola de la feria eso sería

Chinaski

.*.* lo tiene cansao′
Yo por el rap y ... estai atrapao'
En mi lao esperando parao′ en un barrio helao'
El calor se lo lleva el primero que llega
Rescata una vida por redbanc y aguanta la pega
"Hay que hacerlo te gusta"dicen
Pero eso no llega pa aca
La costilla de papá se triza
No te lo dijo mamá?

Y es que tu vida está planeada antes que nazcas y es verdad
De ti depende desmarcarte sin culpar a los demás
Antes que na' quitarla miseria personal
Erradicar el cancér rutinario que obsequia la ciudad
A la policía no se le respeta, como la patria está comprá′
Honra al palacio real restar y sumar pa igualar yoo
Soy todo miserable pero jamás inconsciente poco lúcido
Nunca hueones pero excepciones siempre me entiendes?
Sino entretente en tu rol de cliente,
La culpa te llena tambien por ser bien obediente

Hay utopías bonitas que necesitan muerte a la gente
No a la oferta cuentas en barco y lo hacen muy lentamente
Que casi no se sabe que casi no se siente
Salvaje la mente, sal de la casa y huele la peste

Somos los muchos y los que menos tienen
Porque los menos tienen mucho
(Y compartirlo ellos no quieren)
Acabar con la miseria, esa es la tarea propuesta!!
Organiza, planifica, conspira con todas las fuerzas! Ezer
*.viva la. *escoria, esquina, droga y miseria
Cuicos en sus casas sin drama viendo comedia
Pa la gente lo que sobra y empresas son millonarias
Viendo menos a la familia cambio de horas extraordinarias funerarias
Muchos caen no saen como enfrentarse
Van quedando atrapaos si jah en estado de trance
Te quieren ver endeudao cansao pa que no avancen
El gobierno y el estado un mercado peor que el cancér
El balance negativo, el camino que no se pierda
Te das por vencido, el sentido se va a la mierda
Hay que ir agresivo, miseria será eterna
Contra el objetivo nocivo es ser enfrenta **que cuenta vas
Sin dinero a empezar del empeño
Necesito llenar mis pulmones con aire sureño
Lo bueno que no falta na, lo malo que es un sueño aah!!
Quiero quemar la maldita empresa y al sucio dueño

Portavoz
La pulenta asi se cuenta, no se cuenta con permiso
La deuda de los pobres son las fiestas de los ricos
Por eso las protestas, la huelgas y el delito
Por eso que no se duda, si esta mal cagar un cuico

Robar a quien te roba, no es robar ya date cuenta
Pa nosotros es recuperar como dice el profeta
Ladrones de etiqueta, los dueños del planeta
Las pacas tienen tula, los pacos tienen teta

Niños no son violentos, los niños están violentados
Si se han críado en un ambiente insano a puros palos
Y quien tiene la culpa? wachos como el cisarro
O la educación injusta que depende del salario

Y claro nos piden mantener la calma
El poder pide paz, y es un experto en armas
Queremos libertad pa nuestro pueblo y no hay mas
Que conquistarla con todos los medios que ahi van!

The Misery

Funky Flu
... Ok!! These are the savages on the track
With Matiah Chinaski
...writing down the filthy misery. Listen!!

Misery knocks on my door
Tells me: Bro, be alert
Things got cruel, bloody
Settle your accounts

Anyone can go to hell, not everyone to heaven
The fire told me: Come!! Embrace me, let's talk

The truth exists! You don't see it because it's covered in lies
Chocolate covers the almond, and a cop traffics it
Your life! It's a path to explore
A roulette, and towards a lie it will spin, shi shi bang!!

Give me your hand and discover all the filth that covers
The false habit of the man who pays, and the church charges for fire

With Flu, structural collapse,
Thunder the clash of clouds from the hill to the summit
Excuse me while I buzz,
My flow eats, tumbles, rumbles, adds up
In large quantities like in Chuqui copper
Take your part, steal from the supermarket, look at it!!
Pirate Hollywood movies, and Blockbuster will go bankrupt, yeah!!

The price of bread rises, gas, the bus, enough already
If the only thing that doesn't go up is the price of cocaine
One for hip-hop
Two, burn down a barracks
Three, break the pipe
This is Salvaje Decibel, hard!!

Kidnapping in Colombia, corruption in Argentina
Latin America seriously needs some cleansing, urgently

Flu raps to the filth
That would be the fucking junk thrown in the queue at the fair

Chinaski

.*.* has him tired
Me, for rap and ... you're trapped
On my side, waiting, standing in a frozen neighborhood
The warmth is taken by the first one who arrives
Rescues a life through Redbanc and endures the beating
"You have to do it, you like it" they say
But that doesn't reach here
Dad's rib cracks
Didn't Mom tell you?

And it's true, your life is planned before you're born
It's up to you to break free without blaming others
First of all, remove personal misery
Eradicate the routine cancer that the city gifts
The police are not respected, just like the homeland is bought
Honor the royal palace, subtract and add to equalize, yo
I am all miserable but never unconscious, a little lucid
Never assholes, but there are always exceptions, you understand?
If not, entertain yourself in your role as a client,
Guilt fills you too for being so obedient

There are beautiful utopias that require the death of people
Not the offer, they count on a boat and do it very slowly
That it's almost unknown, almost unfelt
Wild mind, get out of the house and smell the stench

We are the many and those who have the least
Because the few have a lot
(And they don't want to share it)
Ending misery, that's the task at hand!!
Organize, plan, conspire with all your strength! Ezer
*.long live the. *scum, corner, drugs and misery
Rich folks in their homes without drama, watching comedy
For the people, what's left over, and companies are millionaires
Seeing less of the family, in exchange for overtime, funeral hours
Many fall, they don't know how to face it
They get trapped if Jah is in a trance
They want to see you in debt, tired, so you don't move forward
The government and the state, a market worse than cancer
The negative balance, the path that doesn't get lost
You give up, the meaning goes to shit
You have to be aggressive, misery will be eternal
Against the harmful objective is to be faced, what count are you on
Without money, starting from scratch
I need to fill my lungs with southern air
The good thing is that there's not much left, the bad thing is that it's a dream, aah!!
I want to burn down the damn company and the dirty owner

Spokesperson
The truth is told like this, it's not told with permission
The debt of the poor is the party of the rich
That's why the protests, the strikes and the crime
That's why there's no doubt, if it's wrong to fuck over a rich guy

To steal from those who steal from you is not stealing, realize it
For us, it's recovering, as the prophet says
Thieves with etiquette, the owners of the planet
The rich have dicks, the cops have tits

Children are not violent, children are violated
If they've been raised in an unhealthy environment, pure beatings
And who's to blame? Guys like Cisarro
Or the unjust education that depends on salary

And of course, they ask us to keep calm
Power demands peace, and is an expert in weapons
We want freedom for our people, and there's no more
Than to conquer it with all the means that are there!