Текст и перевод песни Tego Calderón - La Media

La Media

Lo suyo es obsesion, viven buscando un flow
Fatal atraccion con Calderon
Mi humilde opinion, anda acicala′o cojiendo pon
De plastico, aparentando lo que no son
Arbusto de la mata sin corazon
Conmigo metio la pata pero al cajon
El 1 de febrero de 1972
El verdugo de sazon nacio
El que sabe, sabe, mas amargo que un limon
Caballo de paso fino pero potron
Mi salsa no tiene fecha 'e expiracion
Sabroso... si! Pa′ ti copion
El flowcosongo lo invento Calderongo
Muchos trataron antes y le quedo mongo
Gracias Cortijo, Maelo, Marvin la voz
Chama Cora, Mirella, el trabalenguas de co'

Soy la media que separa el pie del zapato
El que une a los viejos y los novatos
Usted lavaba perros, nunca fue capo
Hazme caso, si no te sale te saco Gente que uno quiere no corresponde como debe
Te cojen de mango bajito, no te dejes
Me llaman imposible si no sirven
Los chupasangre nunca se rinden
Les das la mano quieren el brazo
Gente que ha comi'o de tu mismo plato
De aqui come el coqui, pero no papo
Yo no tengo na′ de sapo, mulato
Evitese cantazos, mis consejos son baratos
No le busque cinco patas al gato
Profesionales como yo en este juego estan escazos
Me llaman "amansa guapos"
He teni′o que hundir mucho boca 'e trapo
Supuestos duracos escribiendo garabatos
Me vo′a guillar de trapista y vo'a zumbar guarapos
De la manga me la saco

Soy la media que separa el pie del zapato
El que une a los viejos y los novatos
Usted lavaba perros, nunca fue capo
Hazme caso, si no te sale te saco Se que tiras mucho guaraguao dentro ′e mi saco
Sin chiji chija en anonimato
No tengo prisa, camino al paso
Te quedan grandes mis zapatos como los de los payasos
A cien millas por hora por medio 'el plato
Que algunos de ellos en vaso ________
Tu sabes como son las cosas, si yo no gano empato
Trabajo legal, no vendo libras ni aparatos
Evitese problema y pugilatos
Pidan la bendicion, no sean ingratos
Por ahi me llaman caco, yo no hago ni caso
Me busco la funda sin bachillerato

Soy la media que separa el pie del zapato
El que une a los viejos y los novatos
Usted lavaba perros, nunca fue capo
Hazme caso, si no te sale te saco Sapen pa′ alla que llego el verdugo

The Middle Ground

Your thing is obsession, you live searching for a flow
Fatal attraction with Calderon
My humble opinion, you walk around all dolled up, faking it
Plastic, pretending to be what you're not
A bush without a heart
With me you messed up, but to the grave
On February 1st, 1972
The seasoned executioner was born
He who knows, knows, more bitter than a lemon
A fine-stepping horse but strong
My sauce has no expiration date
Tasty... yes! For you, copycat
The flowcosongo was invented by Calderongo
Many tried before and it came out lame
Thanks to Cortijo, Maelo, Marvin the voice
Chama Cora, Mirella, the tongue twister of co'

I'm the sock that separates the foot from the shoe
The one who unites the old and the new
You used to wash dogs, you were never a boss
Listen to me, if you can't handle it, I'll take you out People that one loves don't reciprocate as they should
They take advantage of you, don't let them
They call me impossible if they're no good
The bloodsuckers never give up
You give them a hand, they want the arm
People who have eaten from your own plate
The coqui eats here, but not the toad
I have nothing of a toad, mulatto
Avoid blows, my advice is cheap
Don't look for five legs on the cat
Professionals like me are scarce in this game
They call me "the tamer of tough guys"
I've had to shut up many loudmouths
Supposed tough guys writing gibberish
I'm going to pretend to be a Trappist monk and drink fermented sugarcane juice
I pull it out of my sleeve

I'm the sock that separates the foot from the shoe
The one who unites the old and the new
You used to wash dogs, you were never a boss
Listen to me, if you can't handle it, I'll take you out I know you throw a lot of shade in my bag
Without a peep, anonymously
I'm in no hurry, I walk at my own pace
My shoes are too big for you, like clown shoes
At a hundred miles an hour through the middle of the plate
That some of them in a glass ________
You know how things are, if I don't win, I tie
Legal work, I don't sell pounds or devices
Avoid trouble and fights
Ask for blessings, don't be ungrateful
They call me a thief out there, I don't even pay attention
I get my money without a high school diploma

I'm the sock that separates the foot from the shoe
The one who unites the old and the new
You used to wash dogs, you were never a boss
Listen to me, if you can't handle it, I'll take you out They know the executioner has arrived