Текст и перевод песни Salvaje Decibel - Sólo somos uno

Sólo somos uno

Mira
Esto es RAP k ta vio de too
Yaa
Escucha

Mas que un rapero un ser humano
Mas que un artista un arty pista
Iniciando su vuelo por lo urbano
Vano no narro quero que entienda
La vida en el barrio ma me echo un tarro con piedras
Que ejemplo aver la realidad capta con socorrerla
Te conviene mala conformidad
Ante que verla por espesta lao.

No te gusta el Rap politico
Porque conchetumare me teni en tu conpilao
No me confunda con estifijo rap que abunda
Que pase en la tienda
No es capas de nombrar asu madre de puta
Aqui es primavera otoño adios odioso al demonio
En mi fraternidad ya no existe punto medio niño.

Te gusta alumbrarte el piño
Si en la calle solo te pillo te aseguro que no te are cariño
Tengo el sentido sexto veo gente muerta
Toy desarrollando setpimo pa ser que esta se despierta
Haha(ey soy el segundo abordo soy soy).

Muy Bien soy el segundo abordo de porno
Rompiendo el borde no me gusta la fronte escucha nuestro acorde
Te exita esto pues tiene bastante sexo
Funking melodia el pretesto para la revelion del texto
La diferencia pequeña entre sos y suciedad
Mientra adelante preguntar por la capacidad de madurar.

Soy el sexig que no dice y contradice la figura del rap
Permaliante con cadena con perro y fisico con bize
Bize lo que quise y no lo que todo quisieron
En mi volsiyo no tengo dinero y en mi mochila
Unas cuantasa bombas casera

Soy el que deve veideleca del barrio la vida
Tierra con la bolsa marga estenza convertida en rima
Te anima que bomba sobra imagina
Complot de rap en marque venza luta mi guerrilla.

Un Dj cuatro Mc solamente uno somo
Y dice como prendiendo viniyo y microfono
Y dice como son preso de plomo y paztante en tono
El mas que el rap de la capacidad de dominar todo.

La calle los yaes la noche oscura yena de alcohol
Argumentaron mi color pos un dia mortor harcord
Asumir que la diferencia entre un coete y musa son muchas
Por quedarme con sudor y dolor me fue desconose ala ducha
Paletiarme de esta sucedia prendi fuego asta la sociedad
Mi forma insana de vida como incognita previza
Me avisaba que mi vida cambiaba y se transformaba en
Diario de batalla.

Mi llema yena de llama
Yevama la super raper quien yegaba
Trataba de soportar sin sabores de mi propio egoismo
Lo mas fui insolito de saber como se agoaban en su propio bomito
De subito a otro y viudo reporto repito explotando en su morvo
Avante de gigantes que van sorvo de su propio corbo
O dios querian yevarselo creyendo que era el tercero
Acabaron enterraron una mezcla falsedad muerte y odio
Asi reputna entre bien y mal se definen por penal
Mientras me salto los caminos con buen vino y friend mortal.

Desde el lado norteño
Me fumo uno weno destino rumbo al cielo
Produciones desde el sulo 6 o solo es un ansuelo
Querellante duelo letra mortales como un arma de fuego
Suelo tomarme esto encerio
Pues ya dejo de ser un juego luego

Grabamos algo nuevo pa to los cabros que tan en la plaza
Naci conchetumare jalaria el gatillo pa solo volarte la raja
Anday con miedo la calle por eso que siempre anday empatota
Y esa milica rika aunque cuica igual la dejamos empelota
Sube sibaropa asiendo chocar la copa
Hoy en dia cualquier rapero solo es wa de tener la ropa
Pero una cuadra se nota
Que tu capacidad es poca enfoca
Espeso sentido que escribira tu derrota.

Toma nota
Hoy aprendera ablar de lo que realmente soy capas
Directo al blanco como confidencial
Sobre la instrumental elemental detrasletal(detrasletal)
Espeso sentido rap asta final(final.)

AHa.
Eso es lo que somos uno solo(na ma)
Aha Mira

Un Dj cuatro Mc solamente uno somo
Y dice como prendiendo viniyo y microfono
Y dice como son preso de plomo y paztante en tono
El mas que el rap de la capacidad de dominar todo.

Se sin lidires mi jefe alguno
Pase lo que pase
Con mi washo todos somos uno asemos uno
Somos hip hop de pases(pases.)

We Are Only One

Look
This is RAP k ta saw everything
Yeah
Listen

More than a rapper, a human being
More than an artist, an art track
Starting his flight through the urban
Vain not narrate want you to understand
Life in the neighborhood but I throw a pot with stones
What example to have the reality captured with helping it
Bad conformity suits you
Before seeing her by that side.

You don't like political Rap
Because motherfucker you got me in your compilation
Don't confuse me with stuffed rap that abounds
What happens in the store
He is not able to name his mother a bitch
Here is spring autumn goodbye hateful to the devil
In my fraternity there is no middle ground anymore boy.

You like to light up your pineapple
If I only catch you on the street, I assure you that I will not love you
I have the sixth sense I see dead people
Toy developing seventh pa to be that this wakes up
Haha(hey I'm the second aboard I'm I'm).

Very good, I'm the second mate of porn
Breaking the edge I don't like the front listen to our chord
This excites you because it has enough sex
Funking melody the pretext for the rebellion of the text
The small difference between sos and dirt
While forward ask about the ability to mature.

I am the sexy who does not say and contradicts the figure of rap
Permaliante with chain with dog and physique with bize
Bize what I wanted and not what everyone wanted
In my return I have no money and in my backpack
A few homemade bombs

I am the one who must veideleca from the neighborhood life
Earth with the marga estenza bag turned into rhyme
It encourages you that bomb is left over imagine
Rap plot in marque venza luta my guerrilla.

One DJ four MCs we are only one
And he says like turning on vinyl and microphone
And he says how they are a prisoner of lead and blatant in tone
The more than the rap of the ability to dominate everything.

The street the yaes the dark night full of alcohol
They argued my color because one day mortor harcord
To assume that the difference between a rocket and a muse is many
For staying with sweat and pain I was unknown to the shower
To get rid of this I happened I set fire to even society
My insane way of life as an incognito preview
He warned me that my life was changing and was transforming into
Battle diary.

My flame full of flame
Yevama the super rapper who arrived
He tried to endure without the flavors of my own egoism
The most I was unusual to know how they agonized in their own vomit
Suddenly to another and widower report I repeat exploding in his morvo
Forward of giants that go sip of their own raven
Oh god they wanted to take it believing it was the third
They ended up burying a mixture of falsehood death and hatred
Thus reputna between good and evil are defined by penalty
While I jump the roads with good wine and mortal friend.

From the north side
I smoke one good destination heading for the sky
Productions from the ground 6 or is it just a hook
Plaintiff duel letter mortals like a firearm
I usually take this seriously
Well, it's no longer a game then

We recorded something new for all the kids who are in the square
Born motherfucker would pull the trigger to just blow your raja
You walk with fear the street for that reason that you always walk empatota
And that rich militia even though cuica we still leave her naked
Climb sibaropa making the glass collide
Today any rapper is only wa to have clothes
But a block is noticeable
That your ability is little focused
Thick sense that will write your defeat.

Take note
Today you will learn to talk about what I am really capable of
Direct to the target as confidential
On the lethal elemental instrumental(lethal behind)
Thick sense rap until the end(final.)

AHa.
That's what we are one only(na ma)
Aha Look

One DJ four MCs we are only one
And he says like turning on vinyl and microphone
And he says how they are a prisoner of lead and blatant in tone
The more than the rap of the ability to dominate everything.

Without leaders, my boss, none
Whatever happens
With my washo we are all one we do one
We are hip hop of passes(passes.)