Текст и перевод песни Tego Calderón - Lo Lamento

Lo Lamento

Aja!
Tego Calde′!
Kilatiao hasta el 8 de basto!
El negro lliguiri!
El segundo impacto!
Oye...
Parate un momento
Calmate un segundo
Pendiente, presta atencion
Por que ya me llego el turno
Tecnicas en cantidades industriales
Pal que sabe
Puerto Rican flow con clave, sin aguaje
No se quien te dio titulo de champion
Si nunca te enfrentastes con Calderón
Si me dejastes muerto, me siento suelto
Lucete esto con los de mi puerto
El que quiera drama que suba
Oye, les enseñare meter las manos como los dubas
Por que te agitas, este caballo no es de pica
Haste como Madonn, pai, evita
Es que yo conosco el songo
Y cuando compongo
Solamente hace falta un leñal
Un ___________ un bongo
Lo otro yo lo pongo
Nunca ensorro
Tengo a mis contrarios pidiendo socorro
Puedes grabar un disco
Puedes grabar dos
Pa'que grabar un tercero, si ninguno sirvio
Loco, lo lamento
Tu sales, yo entro
No me retire, estaba de campamento
Puedes grabar un disco
Puedes grabar dos
Pa′que grabar un tercero, si ninguno sirvio
Loco, lo lamento
Tu sales, yo entro
No me retire, estaba de campamento
Tengo lirica apreta como un licra
Que la oye el criticon y mastica como mandinga
Los pongo a tripiar como el ongo
Se me va la mano, los trastorno, no respondo
Traigo un flow con soul que es el diablo
Hasta improvisando yo puedo salir con algo
Que si lo escribo podria grabarlo
Aumentando el "letalgo"
Haciendolos tragar amargo
Baja de la nube
Yo no pude, que otro te ayude
Que tus liricas son de ules
Pa'q ue finjes
Conmigo no quieren business
Pa' mi tu corillo es limber como de kinder
Motin a bordo
De la embarcacion "Hipocresia"
Que con mi marejada de rimas se hundia
Y el guardian de la bahia nada hacia
Mientras uno tras el otro se escupian
Abatido por un fenomeno tropical
Tego Calderón, carnal, dejate llevar
Esto se acabo por hoy
Pussy ass playboy
Sencillo estoy
Si ustedes saben ya quien yo soy
Para abajo los de arriba
Camina por la orilla
El abayarde se despida de los niggras
Que viva borinquen bella, que viva
Y el que sepa que me siga
Puedes grabar un disco
Puedes grabar dos
Pa′que grabar un tercero, si ninguno sirvio
Loco, lo lamento
Tu sales, yo entro
No me retire, estaba de campamento
Puedes grabar un disco
Puedes grabar dos
Pa′que grabar un tercero, si ninguno sirvio
Loco, lo lamento
Tu sales, yo entro
No me retire, estaba de campamento
Que fue!
Kilatiao hasta el 8 de basto!
Kilatiao!
Kilatiao!
Es pa que manguen!

I'm Sorry

Aja!
Tego Calde′!
Kilatiao all the way to the 8 of clubs!
The black lliguiri!
The second impact!
Hey...
Stop for a moment
Calm down for a second
Pay attention, listen up
Because it's my turn now
Industrial-sized techniques
For those who know
Puerto Rican flow with clave, no watering down
I don't know who gave you the champion title
If you never faced Calderón
If you left me for dead, I feel loose
Show this off with the people from my port
Whoever wants drama, let them come up
Hey, I'll teach them to throw hands like the dubas
Why do you get agitated, this horse isn't for riding
Do like Madonna, girl, avoid it
It's that I know the rhythm
And when I compose
All I need is a log
A ___________ a bongo
I'll bring the rest
I never mess up
I have my opponents begging for mercy
You can record an album
You can record two
Why record a third one, if none of them worked
Girl, I'm sorry
You leave, I enter
I didn't retire, I was at camp
You can record an album
You can record two
Why record a third one, if none of them worked
Girl, I'm sorry
You leave, I enter
I didn't retire, I was at camp
I have lyrics tight like lycra
That the critic hears and chews like mandinga
I make them trip like the ongo
My hand slips, I disrupt them, I don't respond
I bring a flow with soul that's the devil
Even improvising I can come up with something
That if I write it I could record it
Increasing the "letalgo"
Making them swallow bitter
Come down from the cloud
I couldn't, let someone else help you
Your lyrics are useless
Why do you pretend
They don't want business with me
To me your crew is limber like kindergarteners
Mutiny on board
Of the ship "Hypocrisy"
That with my tidal wave of rhymes would sink
And the guardian of the bay swam towards
While one after another they spat
Dejected by a tropical phenomenon
Tego Calderón, girl, let yourself go
This is over for today
Pussy ass playboy
I'm simple
If you already know who I am
Down with the ones above
Walk along the shore
The abayarde says goodbye to the niggras
Long live beautiful Borinquen, long live
And whoever knows, follow me
You can record an album
You can record two
Why record a third one, if none of them worked
Girl, I'm sorry
You leave, I enter
I didn't retire, I was at camp
You can record an album
You can record two
Why record a third one, if none of them worked
Girl, I'm sorry
You leave, I enter
I didn't retire, I was at camp
What was that!
Kilatiao all the way to the 8 of clubs!
Kilatiao!
Kilatiao!
It's for them to suck!