Текст и перевод песни Tego Calderón - La vida

La vida

Que lo que pasa?
El Tego Calderon!
El aballarde!
Con Loony Tune y Noriega
El Desafio!
Le doy con lo mio, papi
Pa′ que sepa.
Oye...
Pa' mi que a u′tede le apesta la vida
Me tiene cara que su furia e' de mentira
Llego el suicida
El que lo liquida
El que le hace el culo sangre a to' el que le tira
Pa′ mi que a u′tede le apesta la vida
Me tiene cara que su furia e' de mentira
Llego el suicida
El que lo liquida
El que le hace el culo sangre a to′ el que le tira
Me da lo mismo si me odian o no
Yo naci con la virtud
El songo lo pongo yo
Lo que te vengo a traer
La cosa no es como ayer
El jibaro eta' abusao′ y no se deja joder
La bendicion dijo el pai al hijo
Por el talento y la oportunidad
Haberme concedido
Estoy mas que agradecio'
Y la alegria se siente en vivo
Cuando el publico goza conmigo
Hay mucha cosa que no son como tu piensa
Como tu comenta
Mierda e′ lo que tu fomenta
E' porque mierda e' lo que tu ere guachilango,
Malangota, ca′cara pa′ lo malandro
Que el Abayarde viene arroyando
Guarachando
La gente mia me ta' apoyando
Porque tu crees que ′tan fantasmiando?
Porque a mi manera e' como le ′ta gustando
El sarten por el mango
Negro chango
Humildemente, pero frontiando
Como cantar no es delito
Me desquito
Otro por poquito
Mi ijito, llego el negrito
Pa' mi que a u′tede le apesta la vida
Me tiene cara que su furia e' de mentira
Llego el suicida
El que lo liquida
El que le hace el culo sangre a to' el que le tira
Pa′ mi que a u′tede le apesta la vida
Me tiene cara que su furia e' de mentira
Llego el suicida
El que lo liquida
El que le hace el culo sangre a to′ el que le tira
A mi no me ha hecho falta el blin-blineo'
Mucho menos el guasimilleo
Y como quiera le campeo
El abayarde lo deja lejos
Tumbao′ moderno, que le gusta hasta a los viejos
Metele, chambon, que esto es vira y vira
Pa' los velagüira que viven de la mentira
Tengo letra mas especiales que Topeka
Que ya han corrio′ la seca y la meca
Se jodio la bicicleta
Llego el barbaro de ritmo
Me pueden imitar pero nunca va a ser lo mismo
Sin favoritismo, bajandole por la goma
No te gusta, no te lo coma
La perseguidora, me sobra aceite en mi cantinplona
El abayarde que no se ahoga
Dejandola caer con sentimiento violento
Y una sandunga que pa' que te cuento
El que to' el mundo a esperao′
El que tenia que llegar,
El veteran sin ir a Vietnam
Tu etica no es mi etica
Me sigues?
Oye, loco
Lo mio nadie lo escribe
Tu etica es de pio pio, de pollera
Pana mio, te aplasto con desafio
Es Tego Calderon, el Abayarde
El que le hace el culo sangre
A to′ el que se mande
El que le hace el culo sangre
A to' el que se mande
El Tego Calderon, el Abayarde
El que le hace el culo sangre
A to′ el que se mande
El Tego Calderon, el Abayarde

Life

What's going on?
It's Tego Calderon!
The Abayarde!
With Loony Tune and Noriega
The Challenge!
I'm hitting you with my flow, baby
So you know.
Listen...
To me, your life seems to stink
You look like your fury is a lie
The suicidal one has arrived
The one who liquidates
The one who makes everyone who shoots at him bleed
To me, your life seems to stink
You look like your fury is a lie
The suicidal one has arrived
The one who liquidates
The one who makes everyone who shoots at him bleed
I don't care if they hate me or not
I was born with the virtue
I'm the one who brings the rhythm
What I'm bringing you
Things aren't like yesterday
The country man is fed up and won't let himself be messed with
The father blessed the son
For the talent and the opportunity
Having been granted to me
I'm more than grateful
And the joy is felt live
When the audience enjoys with me
There are many things that are not like you think
Like you comment
Shit is what you promote
It's because shit is what you are, guachilango,
Malangota, trash for the thug
That the Abayarde is coming sweeping
Guarachando
My people are supporting me
Why do you think they're fantasizing?
Because they like it my way
The sartén by the handle
Black monkey
Humbly, but fronting
Since singing is not a crime
I take revenge
Another one by a little
My little son, the black man has arrived
To me, your life seems to stink
You look like your fury is a lie
The suicidal one has arrived
The one who liquidates
The one who makes everyone who shoots at him bleed
To me, your life seems to stink
You look like your fury is a lie
The suicidal one has arrived
The one who liquidates
The one who makes everyone who shoots at him bleed
I haven't needed the bling-bling
Much less the guasimilleo
And still I champion
The Abayarde leaves it far behind
Modern swing, that even old people like
Get into it, chambon, this is turn and turn
For the velagüira who live off lies
I have more special lyrics than Topeka
That have already run the dry and the mecca
The bicycle is screwed
The barbarian of rhythm has arrived
They can imitate me but it will never be the same
Without favoritism, going down the rubber
If you don't like it, don't eat it
The persecutor, I have plenty of oil in my canteen
The Abayarde who doesn't drown
Letting it fall with violent sentiment
And a sandunga that I can't even tell you about
The one everyone has been waiting for
The one who had to arrive,
The veteran without going to Vietnam
Your ethics are not my ethics
You follow me?
Hey, crazy
Nobody writes my stuff
Your ethics are from pio pio, from a chicken coop
My friend, I crush you with a challenge
It's Tego Calderon, the Abayarde
The one who makes everyone who tries bleed
The one who makes everyone who tries bleed
The one who makes everyone who tries bleed
The one who makes everyone who tries bleed
Tego Calderon, the Abayarde
The one who makes everyone who tries bleed
The one who makes everyone who tries bleed
Tego Calderon, the Abayarde