Текст и перевод песни Secreto El Famoso Biberon - De Nuevo Hable Con Papá

De Nuevo Hable Con Papá

De nuevo hable con papa,
Me dijo que me preparara y que no le
Pare a nah que pa to' que con el contara

Y que to lo que tengo es por el que to se lo debo
A el, soy un artista por el, toy en la cima por el.

Ellos quieren atracarme, quieren quitarme,
Ellos lo que quieren es matarme,
Desaparecerme para ma' nunca verme, están loquito por frenarme.

Pero yo estoy con dios por eso estoy adelante yo
No soy un maliante no, yo lo que soy un cantante.

Soy un cantante aunque tenga la apariencia de un maliante,
Si el diablo me da pa' que caiga hablo con dios pa que me levante,
Pasan los años todavía estoy adelante sigo
Parao en el ring y activao con los guantes.
Vivo de la fama muchos se killan por eso no pueden ver un pobre
Buscándose un par de pesos,
Tengo lo mio será por eso tu envidia es por mi progreso.
Barrio con demagogia enemigos con artista que progresa lo persigue la
Envidia, están esperando que me quite el chaleco to' eso envidioso
Envidia lo que le tienen al chamaquito
Porque en esto me busco to' los chelito.
Ellos están celebrando mi funeral,
Están esperando que ronque pa' irme a quitar.
Ellos quieren atracarme, quieren quitarme,
Ellos lo que quieren es matarme,
Desaparecerme pa ma' nunca verme, están loquito por frenarme.

Ellos me odian están esperando que yo te roncando me tiran caca de
Cuando yo voy pasando por la culpa de su demagogia que
Yo estoy cantando no pueden ver al chamaquito progresando.
To' están poniendo demanda to' están poniendo querella
Ando con una amiga llamada tabla y siempre ando con ella.
Asi que rompan fila porque dios me vigila tengo
Que hablar de matar porque nunca me quieren dar vida.

Ellos quieren atracarme, quieren quitarme,
Ellos lo que quieren es matarme,
Desaparecerme pa ma' nunca verme, están loquito por frenarme.
Pero yo estoy con dios por eso estoy adelante
Yo no soy un maliante no, yo lo que soy un cantante.

I Spoke to Dad Again

I spoke to Dad again,
He told me to get ready and that I should not
Stop regardless of what, he would support me through everything

And that everything I have is because of him, I owe it all to
Him, I am an artist because of him, I am at the top because of him.

They want to rob me, they want to take everything from me,
They just want to kill me,
Make me disappear so they never have to see me again, they are crazy and want to stop me.

But I am with God, that's why I am ahead, yo
I am not a criminal, no, I am a singer.

I am a singer even though I look like a criminal,
If the devil tries to make me fall, I talk to God so he can lift me up,
Years pass and I am still ahead, still
Standing in the ring and active with my gloves.
I live off the fame, many people kill for that, they can't see a poor person
Trying to make a few bucks,
I have my own, that's probably why you are jealous of my progress.
Neighborhood with demagogy, enemies with an artist who progresses, they are haunted by
Envy, they are waiting for me to take off my vest, all those envious people
They envy the young boy
Because in this, I go after all the money.
They are celebrating my funeral,
They are waiting for me to snore so they can come and kill me.
They want to rob me, they want to take everything from me,
They just want to kill me,
Make me disappear so they never have to see me again, they are crazy and want to stop me.

They hate me, they are waiting for me to snore so they can throw poop at me
When I pass by because of their demagogy that
I am singing, they can't see the young boy progressing.
They are all filing lawsuits, they are all making complaints
I walk around with a friend named plank and I always have her with me.
So break ranks because God protects me, I have
To talk about killing because they never want to give me life.

They want to rob me, they want to take everything from me,
They just want to kill me,
Make me disappear so they never have to see me again, they are crazy and want to stop me.
But I am with God, that's why I am ahead
I am not a criminal, no, I am a singer.