Like We (Ay Dios Mio) - Tego Calderón , Kafu Banton перевод на английский

Like We (Ay Dios Mio)

Coro x2
Ayyy dios mio ave maria purisima
Esta generacion es puerquisima
Hipocrita, falsa cinica
De to un poco tiene menos lirica

Un poquito na ma
Pa que bajen de esa nube
Y cuando vuelvan a verme
Ni me saluden

Se dan 2 tragos
Se jode la bicicleta
Es que
Se le trepan las chuletas (y como)

El abuso no
Nunca ha sido mi estilo
Con amigos como ustedes
Pa que enemigos

Estan buscandose
Lo que no se le ha perdido
Pana mio
Y yo puneta dormio

Tirando la buena
Con mis seres
Tratandolos como hombres
Y son nenes

Los mas easy
En viaje con calderisi
Se volvieron locos
Esta bueno el cripy

Cren que tienen po el rabo
Agarrao al diablo
Y que son los que mataron
Al comisario

Ahorrese la suplica
Pal papaupa
Tu va a conocer
A papa machuca

Bobolon
Guillandose e jodedor
Pa que sepa
Tiene precio tu melon

Anda enpistolao
Pero no es maton respete
Bajo presion
Poel culo se la mete

Tu cagas calzones
Como lebron en el cuarto quarter
No aparentes comer gente
Como jefrey dahmer

Un cobarde sapo
En la calle to se sabe
El espediente suyo
En el bandidaje

La tendra monta
Con su cortometraje
En el extranjero
Sabe que pa ca ni bajes

Estas on fire
Con los panchos no es embuste
No se que hizo
Perdone que le pregunte

Coro x2
Them no ruf like we
So don′t come and post cause you are tug like we
Try them try to be just like we
But people don't rate them must like we

Them no ruf like we
Them no have no style and lyrics like we
No hot up the charts or the street like we
Must less inspired artist like we or drop it like we

Tu no vez
Que mi tumbao es terco
Estilo carne puerco
Soy el de los condimentos

Desde santurce pr
Sin presupuesto ni na
Ni perdiendo
Me voa dejar

Pa las balas no hay chaleco
Es por eso
Que a mis nenes antes de salir
Le doy su beso

Es asi o me equiboco
Feo pa la foto (feo feo)
Mas duro
Que un puno de loco

No estoy guillao de mostro
Bichote ni asesino
Tengo esposa
Cuatro chilindrinos

Ahora si que si
Guerreo con sentido
Con guineitos me como
Al que invente con los mios

La carcel no deseo
No le temo
Tengo la babilla
Y me atrevo

Falso o cierto
Que no son puercos
Son puercos
A mi me lo dijo un muerto

Coro x2
Ayyy dios mio ave maria purisima
Esta generacion es puerquisima
Hipocrita, falsa cinica
De to un poco tiene menos lirica

Coro x2
Them no ruf like we
So don′t come and post cause you are tug like we
Try them try to be just like we
But people don't rate them must like we

Them no ruf like we
Them no have no style and lyrics like we
No hot up the charts or the street like we
Must less inspired artist like we or drop it like we

Like We (Oh My God)

Chorus x2
Oh my God, Hail Mary most pure
This generation is filthy
Hypocritical, false, cynical
Of everything a little, except lyrics

Just a little bit, ma'
So they can come down from that cloud
And when they see me again
Don't even say hi

They have 2 drinks
The bike gets messed up
It's just that
Their chops get all over them (and how)

Abuse, no
Has never been my style
With friends like you
Who needs enemies

They're looking for
What hasn't been lost
My man
And I'm sleeping, dammit

Throwing the good stuff
With my people
Treating them like men
And they're just boys

The easiest ones
On a trip with Calderisi
They went crazy
The cripy is good

They think they have the devil
By the tail
And that they're the ones who killed
The commissioner

Save your pleas
For the big boss
You're gonna meet
Daddy Masher

Dummy
Playing tough and joking around
Just so you know
Your melon has a price

He walks around strapped
But he's no killer, respect
Under pressure
He takes it up the ass

You shit your pants
Like LeBron in the fourth quarter
Don't pretend to eat people
Like Jeffrey Dahmer

A cowardly snitch
Everything is known on the street
Your record
In the underworld

You'll have it on
With your short film
Abroad
You know you better not come back here

You're on fire
With the cops, it's no joke
I don't know what you did
Forgive me for asking

Chorus x2
Them no ruff like we
So don′t come and post cause you are tug like we
Try them try to be just like we
But people don't rate them must like we

Them no ruf like we
Them no have no style and lyrics like we
No hot up the charts or the street like we
Must less inspired artist like we or drop it like we

Can't you see
That my flow is stubborn
Pork meat style
I'm the one with the seasonings

From Santurce, PR
Without a budget or anything
Not even losing
I'm gonna give up

There's no vest for bullets
That's why
Before my kids go out
I give them a kiss

Is it like that or am I wrong
Ugly for the photo (ugly ugly)
Harder
Than a crazy man's fist

I'm not acting like a monster
Big shot or killer
I have a wife
Four little ones

Now for sure
I fight with purpose
With little winks I'll eat
Anyone who messes with mine

I don't want jail
I'm not afraid of it
I have the guts
And I dare

False or true
That they're not pigs
They're pigs
A dead man told me so

Chorus x2
Oh my God, Hail Mary most pure
This generation is filthy
Hypocritical, false, cynical
Of everything a little, except lyrics

Chorus x2
Them no ruff like we
So don′t come and post cause you are tug like we
Try them try to be just like we
But people don't rate them must like we

Them no ruf like we
Them no have no style and lyrics like we
No hot up the charts or the street like we
Must less inspired artist like we or drop it like we