Текст и перевод песни TaytaSep - La Calle Esta Hard

La Calle Esta Hard

Aja... la calle esta hard ma friend
La calle esta hard ma bro
Hay que tener cuidao
TaytaSep OtraVez
Sonido Bruto
La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard
Óyelo bien!

Atento que tengo el consejo perfecto
Y saco el conejo de este sombrero
Versos como armas destierran las almas
Vidas que nacen vidas que pasan
Balas que corren que incrustan tu pecho
Todos los días hay actos violentos
Cuida tu pellejo no seas tan pendejo
Te cae la ley, un mua pal cielo
Estrechos complejos cerebros de insectos
Gobiernan países olvidan al pueblo
Respeto perdido, ya no nos queremos
Empresas gigantes controlan tu cuerpo
Tu mente emociones también sentimientos
A cambio de un poco de dinero... acaban los sueños
Se creen tus dueños, ni duermes de noche
Te atacan las ansias te pones los rones
Que vuelen los drones que sean testigos
Que aquí en el Perú hay muchos mendigos
Sentados en un banco de oro
Mantengo atento pa poner el ojo
Pa poner el ojo, pa poner el ojo
Pa poner el ojo, pa poner el ojo
La calle esta hard, la calle esta hard

Sin menos ni más... Esto es lo que hay
Sin miedo a tirar escupo mi rap
Atento observar para hustlelear
Buscando biznear, la calle esta hard!
Sin menos ni más... Esto es lo que hay
Sin miedo a tirar escupo mi rap
Atento observar para hustlelear
Buscando biznear, la calle esta hard!
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard

La calle esta hard no puedes confiar
Si tú te distraes un poco te pueden matar
Te van a estafar, te van a robar
Si tienes billete sicario te va extorsionar wua
Cuidado que veas moto pintada de rojo es el loco
Del arma que pasa, pasea, te mira y dispara, bangggg
Las cosas son claras yo no ando en rodeos
Yo sé dónde piso cual es mi terreno
No creo en trofeos, papeles ni grados
No creo en promesas que hace el estado
Los veo a los lejos que andan rondando
El choro más mierda va uniformado
Que vamos hacer, si no hay pa chambear
Me pongo a biznear a billetes contar
En nadie confiar al negrito rezar
Pa que me cuide la espalda nadie pueda dañar... me

You know what Iam saying?
TaytaSep OtraVez
La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard ma men

Sin menos ni más... Esto es lo que hay
Sin miedo a tirar escupo mi rap
Atento observar para hustlelear
Buscando biznear, la calle esta hard!
Sin menos ni más... Esto es lo que hay
Sin miedo a tirar escupo mi rap
Atento observar para hustlelear
Buscando biznear, la calle esta hard!
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard ma men La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard
La calle esta hard La calle esta hard

Dos mil diez y nueve
TaytaSep OtraVez
Cuida tu espalda
La calle esta hard
Esta que quema, la calle esta que quema

The Streets Are Rough

Aja... the streets are rough my friend
The streets are rough bro
You gotta be careful
TaytaSep Once Again
Raw Sound
The streets are rough
The streets are rough
Listen carefully!

Listen up, I got the perfect advice
I pull the rabbit out of this hat
Verses like weapons banish souls
Lives that are born, lives that pass
Bullets that run, that embed in your chest
Every day there are acts of violence
Watch your hide, don't be so stupid
The law falls on you, a kiss to heaven
Narrow complexes, insect brains
Govern countries, forget the people
Lost respect, we don't love each other anymore
Giant companies control your body
Your mind, emotions, even feelings
In exchange for a little money... dreams end
They think they're your owners, you don't even sleep at night
Anxiety attacks you, you put on the rum
Let the drones fly, let them be witnesses
That here in Peru there are many beggars
Sitting on a bench of gold
I stay alert to keep an eye out
To keep an eye out, to keep an eye out
To keep an eye out, to keep an eye out
The streets are rough, the streets are rough

Without further ado... This is what there is
Without fear of shooting, I spit my rap
Be attentive to observe to hustle
Looking to do business, the streets are rough!
Without further ado... This is what there is
Without fear of shooting, I spit my rap
Be attentive to observe to hustle
Looking to do business, the streets are rough!
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough

The streets are rough you can't trust
If you get distracted for a bit they can kill you
They're gonna rip you off, they're gonna rob you
If you have money a hitman will extort you whoa
Beware if you see a motorcycle painted red it's the crazy one
With the gun that passes, walks, looks at you and shoots, bangggg
Things are clear I don't beat around the bush
I know where I stand, what my ground is
I don't believe in trophies, papers or degrees
I don't believe in promises made by the state
I see them in the distance prowling around
The shittiest thief is in uniform
What are we going to do, if there's no work
I'm going to get into business counting bills
Don't trust anyone, pray to the black man
To watch my back no one can hurt me...

You know what I'm saying?
TaytaSep Once Again
The streets are rough
The streets are rough man

Without further ado... This is what there is
Without fear of shooting, I spit my rap
Be attentive to observe to hustle
Looking to do business, the streets are rough!
Without further ado... This is what there is
Without fear of shooting, I spit my rap
Be attentive to observe to hustle
Looking to do business, the streets are rough!
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough, man The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough
The streets are rough The streets are rough

Two thousand and nineteen
TaytaSep Once Again
Watch your back
The streets are rough
This one burns, the street is burning