Текст и перевод песни Salvaje Decibel feat. Stailok - Traidores

Traidores

Ay del barrio.
Salvaje...
Originalanananananai
Inhala, respira, mira a mi familia, entre nosotros no existe la envidia

Todos mis vecinos son de por vida, raperos que le ponen ritmo a la esquina
Lo nuestro se inspira, la gente que aspira a cambiar la rutina, sacar de la fila
A ese tonto que tira balazos con ira
Y no mira el daño que al barrio origina
Lo tengo en la mira igual que a ese paco; políticos narcos de frente los saco
Son ellos aka de diputado enemigos solo pa′ domestico
Mis bolsillos sin dinero van, pero uno bueno no puede faltar
Rap de legión, adicción aqui está
No venga pa' ca si no sabe de rap

Acá no hay mano con las baratas que a sus hermanos atacan y matan
Que por plata atracan y sacan la estaca y la dan por la espalda
La metraca apuntala, al explotador al patrón de allá
Explotado viaja acata a otro explotado, son traicionero mas como un narco, un paco, un saco e′ wea
Un egoísta que embustea, quien sea se salva sobre la marea
Lorea y vea la mente pa' fea

Mentalidad capitalista infecta a nuestra clase misma
Llenar el costal a costa de otros
La posta es algo facilista

Quienes son por las noches todos los gatos son negros, de acuerdo
Me acuesto, pregunto y yo mismo contesto
Que es eso de poner encierro en el ghetto a tu padre a tu madre, robarle a tu partner?
Imperdonable sabes mejor guarda ese sable o hazte responsable
Apunta las puntas a quienes se enlutan
Tu pobla con muerte de punta apunta a quien busca los tratos entre narco y yuta; por pasta, por coca que a brocas angustian
Son traidores, actores, que visten de oveja siendo predadores
Otros son delatores de ratis colaboradores
Sapos ingratos que entregan a los luchadores
Lealtad a los míos en fuga del frío
Nadar contra la corriente del río

Ellos fueron quienes desataron el lío

Actúan como yutas por eso no me fío
El lumpen que interrumpe
No corrompe ni rompe relación con un compa de la misma clase
Lucha contra del hambre
Hermanos en pro de la libertad del hombre
Traidores son mucho mas represores
Que los perros guardianes de los depredadores
Arderán en cada revuelta
La vuelta de la esquina ratas en llamas envueltas
Un hermano no es solo tu sangre
Un hermano es quien contigo crece
Un hermano escucha lo que te parece
Un hermano no buscará ser tu jefe
Bom-bom-bomba para aquél
Que ensució, jugó con los de su misma clase

Ni el perdón de dios tendrás si traicionas tu propia gente
Hey eso no es de hombre, no (bis)

Ponlos contra el paredón
(No hay perdón)
Pon atento al corazón
(Despierto)
Que no juegen contigo
(Los cerdos)
Tumbales a tu portón
(Del miedo)
Pon en On mi bro
Mi sonido como ****ese traidor
Mátalos, botalos, funalos campeón
Tachalos, mira a los de tu población
Nada más
Que se vayan fuera de la acera

No quiero más guerra
No podrán
Todos esos traidores que quieren el mar y la tierra

Terminó
La espera, mira nuestra gente balista allá fuera
Rompiendo cadena, horizonte, frontera
Viendo a la mierda quemada en la hoguera

Bom-bom-bomba para aquél
Que ensució, jugó con los de su misma clase
Ni el perdón de dios tendrás si traicionas tu propia gente
Hey eso no es de hombre, no
Bom-bom-bomba para aquél
Que ensució, jugó con los de su misma clase
Ni el perdón de dios tendrás si traicionas tu propia gente
No no vivirás tranquilo pensando en que fallaste a la lealtad
Karma será lo único que tendrás de aquí hasta tu muerte
Hey, no vengas a suplicar
Vete con lo tuyo
Sé más consecuente

Traitors

Ay from the hood.
Salvaje...
Originalanananananai
Inhale, breathe, look at my family, there's no envy among us

All my neighbors are for life, rappers who put rhythm to the corner
Our inspiration, people who aspire to change the routine, to break free from the line
That fool who shoots with anger
And doesn't see the damage he causes to the hood
I have him in my sights just like that cop; politicians, narcos, I take them head-on
They are the enemies, aka deputies, only for the domestic
My pockets go without money, but a good one can't be missing
Rap of legion, addiction, here it is
Don't come here if you don't know about rap

Here there's no hand with the cheap ones who attack and kill their brothers
Who for money rob and take out the stake and give it in the back
The metraca props up the exploiter, the boss over there
The exploited travels, obeys another exploited, they're more treacherous than a narco, a cop, a sack of shit
A selfish one who deceives, whoever saves himself on the tide
Lorea and see the mind as ugly

Capitalist mentality infects our own class
Filling the sack at the expense of others
The truth is something easy

Who are they? At night all cats are black, agreed
I go to bed, I ask and I answer myself
What is that about putting your father, your mother, in jail in the ghetto, stealing from your partner?
Unforgivable, you know, better keep that saber or take responsibility
Point the tips at those who mourn
Your town with death from point to point aims at those who seek deals between narcos and cops; for pasta, for coke that distresses drills
They are traitors, actors, who dress as sheep while being predators
Others are informants, collaborators of rats
Ungrateful snitches who betray the fighters
Loyalty to my people fleeing the cold
Swim against the current of the river

They were the ones who unleashed the mess

They act like cops, that's why I don't trust them
The lumpen who interrupts
Does not corrupt or break the relationship with a comrade of the same class
Fight against hunger
Brothers in favor of the freedom of man
Traitors are much more repressive
Than the guard dogs of the predators
They will burn in every revolt
Around the corner, rats in flames wrapped
A brother is not just your blood
A brother is who grows with you
A brother listens to what you think
A brother will not seek to be your boss
Boom-boom-bomb for the one
Who messed up, played with those of his own kind

You won't even have God's forgiveness if you betray your own people
Hey that's not manly, no (bis)

Put them against the wall
(There is no forgiveness)
Pay attention to the heart
(Awake)
Let them not play with you
(The pigs)
Tombs at your gate
(Of fear)
Turn on my bro
My sound like **** that traitor
Kill them, throw them away, bury them, champion
Cross them out, look at those in your town
Nothing more
Let them get off the sidewalk

I don't want more war
They won't be able
All those traitors who want the sea and the land

It's over
The wait, look at our ballista people out there
Breaking chains, horizon, border
Seeing the shit burned at the stake

Boom-boom-bomb for the one
Who messed up, played with those of his own kind
You won't even have God's forgiveness if you betray your own people
Hey that's not manly, no
Boom-boom-bomb for the one
Who messed up, played with those of his own kind
You won't even have God's forgiveness if you betray your own people
No, you won't live peacefully thinking you failed loyalty
Karma will be the only thing you'll have from here until your death
Hey, don't come begging
Go with your own
Be more consistent