Текст и перевод песни The Louk - Hell Of Fame

Hell Of Fame

Esto es rap, es lo que siempre quise hacer
Y senti el crecer, es mi forma de ser, tambien es mi deber,
Empezar desde cero es nacer,
Solo me queda la familia y libertad para aprender.
Vuelvo a aparecer desde la calle y es para vencer,
Pertenecer a tu banda no puede ser,
02, ya ves, es la lucha contra el poder,
Voy de power, joder, en este mundo me dejo la piel.
Voy a doscientos por cien, me tienen que arrancar la hiel,
No cedo mi terreno, mi instructor se llama Abel,
Tan tranquilo como un kel en la habita de un hotel,
En tu fiesta, en tu sala, en tu parque sueno bien.
Siempre voy con mis hermanos, tio lo hacemos feten,
Desde el centro de Burjatis que pa mi es como el Eden,
Be water my friend, fluye y golpea,
Si vienen buscando pelea arreales, no preguntes porque.

(Cheroky)

Oye intento hacerlo bien pa que el 02 no falle,
El rugido del crucero, tio, vuelve a las calles,
Burgos en erupcion, la reaccion de estos chavales,
Hoy sonamos underground que es bastante pa que calles.
Pa que atiendas y no rayes y que tiemblen las ciudades,
En tu barrio ya lo saben que el 02 es grande,
Arden cuando mande, flipan puto rapper,
Ya sabes quien son, son The Louk mother fuc.
Nacemos y crecemos y luchamos en los parques,
Entrenaos en la calle como gallos de combate,
Esto va dedicado a la gente de mi Arate,
Mi familia, mis hermanos y todos que son reales.
Supervivencia entre drogas y animales,
Superviviente, primo, ya sabes, no son normales,
Conocemos ciudades, portales, hoteles y hostales,
Dios vive en nosotros y nos hace inmortales.

(Rober Del Piro)

Soñar con un rabo gordo a ti es lo que te pone,
No des la mano y metete pol culo el telephone,
Moriras a hierro, bromas de la rera,
Magos que la sacan del conejo y la chistera.
Si muero yo se queda la Burgati viuda,
La cosa cruda, la musica rap desnuda,
Pienso, es cierto, siempre me dio igual todo
A la larga queriendo sin querer, todo lo jodo.
Darri al people que reviente tu equipo,
Que cada cual mete un toque al track distinto,
Darri al people, tu sube el bolso mongol,
La mie que compongo que se entere tu distrito.
Suena el centro, cuelga en el Youtube tu track,
Pon que eres el crack pero tu no eres de los nuestros,
Compact, The Louk siempre ha estado en esto
Trayendo buena mie, real rap de modo honesto.

(Viti)

Chs, tu calla cuando yo hable,
Dame fuerza y ganas como me las dan mis padres,
Jesucristo esta en mi sangre, sigo siendo el de antes,
Cantos pa las calles por ver nuestro rap al parque.
Manos en el aire vuelve el agua al cauce,
Mis palabras son mi arma de este largo alcance,
Minas antirapper,
Ni tu cracker preferido hace que mi equipo falle, lo sabes.
Vivo y es bastante si sobrevivo en este infierno,
Sin miedo se que hay que morir,
Elegir, no, en esta vida estoy de paso,
Vive el dia a dia sin pensar en el descanso.
Burgos es mi barrio, grabo con mi gente un clasico,
En tu barrio quien quiere ser malo,
No te quiere ni tu hermano, no hables tanto cuando canto
Y hazte algo, hemos vuelto a hacerlo hardcore.

Si, si,
Hell of fame, el infierno de la fama,
¿Porque no ibamos a seguir
Haciendo lo que nos da la gana?.
Esto, esto es la mie que se hace en Burgos tio,
The Louk 4, yeah.

Hell Of Fame

This is rap, it's what I always wanted to do
And I felt the growth, it's my way of being, it's also my duty,
Starting from scratch is to be born,
All I have left is family and freedom to learn.
I reappear from the street and it's to win,
Belonging to your gang can't be,
02, you see, it's the fight against power,
I'm going power, damn it, in this world I leave my skin.
I'm going two hundred percent, they have to tear out my gall,
I don't give up my ground, my instructor is called Abel,
As calm as a kel in a hotel room,
At your party, in your living room, in your park I sound good.
I always go with my brothers, man, we do it great,
From the center of Burgati that for me is like Eden,
Be water my friend, flow and hit,
If they come looking for a fight, you run them out, don't ask why.

(Cheroky)

Hey I try to do it right so that the 02 doesn't fail,
The roar of the cruiser, man, returns to the streets,
Burgos in eruption, the reaction of these kids,
Today we sound underground which is enough for you to shut up.
For you to pay attention and not freak out and for the cities to tremble,
In your neighborhood they already know that 02 is big,
They burn on command, they freak out, fucking rapper,
You know who they are, they are The Louk mother fuc.
We are born and raised and fight in the parks,
Trained in the street like fighting cocks,
This is dedicated to the people of my Arate,
My family, my brothers and everyone who is real.
Survival among drugs and animals,
Survivor, cousin, you know, they are not normal,
We know cities, portals, hotels and hostels,
God lives in us and makes us immortal.

(Rober Del Piro)

Dreaming of a big dick is what turns you on,
Don't shake hands and stick the telephone up your ass,
You will die by iron, jokes from the rera,
Magicians who take it out of the rabbit and the top hat.
If I die, Burgati is left a widow,
The raw thing, the naked rap music,
I think, it's true, I always didn't care about everything
In the long run wanting without wanting, everything fucked up.
Darri to the people that your team revives,
That each one puts a different touch to the track,
Darri to the people, you raise the Mongolian bag,
The shit I compose let your district know.
The center is playing, hang your track on YouTube,
Say you're the crack but you're not one of us,
Compact, The Louk has always been on this
Bringing good shit, real rap in an honest way.

(Viti)

Shhh, you shut up when I speak,
Give me strength and desire as my parents give them to me,
Jesus Christ is in my blood, I'm still the same as before,
Songs for the streets to see our rap in the park.
Hands in the air, the water returns to its course,
My words are my long-range weapon,
Anti-rapper mines,
Not even your favorite cracker can make my team fail, you know it.
I live and it's enough if I survive in this hell,
Without fear I know that we have to die,
Choose, no, in this life I am passing through,
Live day by day without thinking about rest.
Burgos is my neighborhood, I record a classic with my people,
In your neighborhood who wants to be bad,
Not even your brother loves you, don't talk so much when I sing
And do something to yourself, we've done it hardcore again.

Yeah, yeah,
Hell of fame, hell of fame,
Why weren't we going to continue
Doing what we want?.
This, this is the shit that is done in Burgos, man,
The Louk 4, yeah.