Текст и перевод песни Seven Plom - La Otra Cara de la Moneda

La Otra Cara de la Moneda

San Andrés Island
Hey

Dicen que soy un coleto, solo soy un rasta completo
Señor policía con todo respeto me voy a fumar bareto
No fumo creepy fumo jamaiquina
No ando parado en la esquina
Gente envidiosa conmigo no atina
Y no gusto de gente mezquina

Mental problem devil mind
Se guillan por lo ilegal
Lo menores portándose mal
Policías entrando al Cocal

Encontraron un menor con una navaja
Atracando un turista por el Santana
Tiene que salir a robar pa' poder mantener a su mamáy a su hermana
Quien no oye consejo no llega a viejo

Los problemas hay que mantenerlo de lejos
Mejor cortó camino por el Modelo
Y me encuentro un mano a mano en pleno apogeo

Hey, you
Quédate quieto, yo no copeo
Hey, you
Te metes conmigo, yo te estropeó
Hey, you
No como de carrito, yo no copeo
Hey, you

This a bad man thing
Mucha Pepa, huelen Popper, huelen coca y tusi
Mucho Gun, mucha AK, también mini uzi
Ya se olvidaron del pusy

Yo ando con Dios,no con lucy
Se tiran de guapo, un tiro en la cara
Y terminando durmiendo en la uci
Nunca uso Louis Vuitton
Nunca se puso una Gucci

No pudo comer rondón
Escuchando buena music
Si yo estoy con Dios
Quien contra mi
Tirando la plena y partiendo este beat
You gan do you thing, you no mentalaiz
Now you come out in the black list

Arrodillado pidiendo please
Quien te mando a meterte en el Cliff
Tiraste un ran tan tan tan tan de balas
Y dejaste un muerto
No sabes en que está envuelto
Su madre gritando Dios mío que esto

Y ahora con esto, no puedes dormir esperando tu vuelto
Dicen que El diablo anda suelto
Busca de Dios y problema resuelto
Tak bout cash, tak bout money
Nunca roncamos lo hacemos de hobby
Que no te lo cuenten vívete la movie

Voltea tu cara yo no vi
Acertando como kobe
This is San Andrés, this it's my story

Mira cómo van los pantys
Mira cómo van las choris
Aquí no te mata el cacho
Te mata el plomo y te mata el COVID

Mala crianza
Mucho chisme, mucho lío
La niñas metiéndose en trío
Menores jalando gatillo
Y a lo sucedido, se me eriza la piel y me da escalofrío

(Pero este maldito gobierno solo está pendiente a su fuking bolsillo)
(Ah, oh San Andrés)

(Mueren por una seña Island)
(Se dembuay, se demia)
(Ya llegó la pandemia)
(Ya se va, Dios Dios)

(Mueren por una seña)
(Se dem buay, se demia)
(Ya se va la pandemia)

(Ya, uh ya, uh, Dios, Dios)
(Ñas, ñas)

(Esta es la otra cara de la moneda)
(Nuf respec to my people from pan di hill and San Luis, yeah)
(Un saludo para todos los barrios de San Andrés)
(A todo el guetto)
(La gente de la calle)
(Ñas, ñas)

The Other Side of the Coin

San Andrés Island
Hey

They say I'm a redneck, I'm just a full-on rasta
Mr. Policeman, with all due respect, I'm going to smoke a joint
I don't smoke creepy, I smoke Jamaican
I don't hang out on the corner
Envious people don't know what to do with me
And I don't like petty people

Mental problem devil mind
They boast about what's illegal
Minors misbehaving
Police entering Cocal

They found a minor with a knife
Robbing a tourist by the Santana
He has to go out and steal to support his mom and sister
He who doesn't listen to advice doesn't grow old

Problems must be kept at bay
Better cut through the Modelo
And I find myself face to face in full swing

Hey, you
Stay put, I don't cope
Hey, you
You mess with me, I'll cripple you
Hey, you
I don't eat from a cart, I don't cope
Hey, you

This a bad man thing
Lots of Pepa, they smell like poppers, coke, and tuci
Lots of Guns, lots of AK's, also mini uzis
They've forgotten about pussies

I'm with God, not with Lucy
They act tough, a shot to the face
And end up sleeping in the ICU
Never wear Louis Vuitton
Never wore Gucci

He couldn't eat rondón
Listening to good music
If I'm with God
Who's against me
Throwing down the verse and breaking this beat
You can do you thing, you no mentalize
Now you come out in the black list

Kneeling, begging please
Who told you to get into the Cliff
You shot ran tan tan tan tan bullets
And you left a dead man
You don't know what's involved
His mother screaming my God what is this

And now with this, you can't sleep waiting for your return
They say the devil is on the loose
Seek God and problem solved
Talk about cash, talk about money
We never brag, we do it as a hobby
Don't let them tell you, live the movie

Turn your face, I didn't see
Hitting like Kobe
This is San Andrés, this is my story

Look how the panties go
Look at how the girls go
The hangovers don't kill you here
The lead kills you and COVID kills you

Bad upbringing
Lots of gossip, lots of trouble
Girls getting into threesomes
Minors pulling the trigger
And what happened makes my skin crawl and gives me chills

(But this damn government is only paying attention to its fucking pocket)
(Ah, oh San Andrés)

(They die for a sign Island)
(They're going crazy, they're going crazy)
(The pandemic has arrived)
(It's going, God God)

(They die for a sign)
(They're going crazy, they're going crazy)
(The pandemic is leaving)

(Yeah, uh yeah, uh, God, God)
(Ñas, ñas)

(This is the other side of the coin)
(Nuff respect to my people from pan di hill and San Luis, yeah)
(Greetings to all the neighborhoods of San Andrés)
(To all the ghetto)
(The people of the street)
(Ñas, ñas)