Текст и перевод песни Tote King - Pa Eso Vine

Pa Eso Vine

Bien, según lo veo yo, hay dos formas de venir a este curro.
Una es pa jugar y otra:
Pa reinar, chico, pa eso vine,
Tu no estaras cuando yo termine.
Pa reinar, chico, pa eso vine,
Pa reventar con mi flow de cine.
Pa reinar, chico, pa eso vine,
Tu no estaras cuando yo termine.
Pa reinar, chico, pa eso vine,
Pa reventar con mi flow de cine.

Muy bien, da igual si eres bueno o chungo.
Si eres el más listo de la clase o el que se compro la power balance.
Toteking, nueva mierda, vuela, hijaputa vuela.

Decir que lo mío no mola es tan absurdo como que True Detective no mola porque le mola a to el mundo.
Esta ola se sale, le pillo el punto, que chico os veo desde la ventana del jumbo.
Voy sin rumbo y no me siento extraño con la misma mochila Eastpak de hace diez años,
Con la chispa que no se pierde, que nunca es humo, tengo 9-9 problemas, rapear no es uno.

Se que ahí fuera hay mierda, estáis hasta el cuello.
Aún así no te amargues porque ganan ellos.
Dile a esos adultos que aprendan de chavales que tienen dos neuronas pa no cagar en la calle.
Y el mundo es tan feo y el tiempo es tan poco que no tengo tiempo pa un instagram y colgar dos fotos.
Postureo, lo se, de viejo loco, mi ego ese niño chico que vive bajo los focos.
Estoy contigo, eres mi hermano.
Si el rap te dio lo que los bullies se llevaron,
Si con tu lírica quieres cambiar de estado,
Ciencias políticas, crimen organizado.
La religión no me la compro ni en saldos,
Jamás seré cristiano pero puedo ser Ronaldo.
Me gusta lo rancio, Shyamalan en Señales, el monólogo de Rutger Hauer en Blade Runner.

Lo mío no es Swag, es Schwarzenegger, largo,
Yo siempre estoy como la nieve de Fargo.
Un tipo grande con miedo, el docu de Tyson.
Otro cacho de vida, otra cacho de álbum.
Nena solo quiero que me des un rato y por ti como el de Magnolia me pongo aparatos.
Estilo feelin' a lo Black Thought de Lay down.
Volando como los Looney Toons en Space Jam.

Vengo del futuro y acabáis fatal por la puta obsesión de hacer algo viral.
Excusas que usan si las musas se van, John Cusack y Jack Black en Alta fidelidad.
Tirao en zona de los atunes, ojos azules de la Especia en Dune.
Espero un gran final pal track, la bacanal que cierra la peli El Perfume.
Y esta mierda es solo mía, yo lo hago adrede, lo más cerca que jamás estaré del Eddie Vedder.
Espero que tu talento se quede y que esté a la altura de tu posicionamiento en redes.

Libertad en el alma, libertad en el track,
Me he liberao de estilos pa poder empezar a crear.
Báteme esas palmas, hazlo de verdad, el compi de Alcántara de vuelta en la ciudad.

¡Libertad en el alma!, ¡Libertad en el track!
¡Me he liberao de estilos pa poder empezar a crear!
¡Báteme esas palmas!, ¡Hazlo de verdad!,
¡El compi de alcántara de vuelta en la ciudad!
¡Put your hands up! ¡Put your hands up!

Pa reinar chico, pa eso vine,
Tú no estarás cuando yo termine.
Pa reinar chico, pa eso vine,
Pa reventar con mi flow de cine.
Pa reinar chico, pa eso vine,
Tú no estarás cuando yo termine.
Pa reinar chico, pa eso vine,
Pa reventar con mi flow de cine.

Yeah, pa reinar chico, pa eso vine.
¡Tote!
¡Sevilla arriba!
¡Andalucía arriba!
¡Mi peña, mi gente, sabes lo que hay!
¡No habrá paz pa los malvados!
Ok, empezamos el rollo: 1, 2, 3, 4...

For That I Came

Well, as I see it, there are two ways to come to this gig.
One is to play and the other:
To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
You won't be here when I'm done.
To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
To break it down with my cinematic flow.
To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
You won't be here when I'm done.
To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
To break it down with my cinematic flow.

Alright, it doesn't matter if you're good or bad.
If you're the smartest kid in the class or the one who bought the power balance.
Toteking, new shit, fly, motherfucker fly.

Saying that mine is not cool is as absurd as saying True Detective is not cool because everyone likes it.
This wave is getting out of hand, I get the point, I see you guys from the jumbo window.
I'm going nowhere and I don't feel strange with the same Eastpak backpack I've had for ten years,
With the spark that never gets lost, which is never smoke, I have 99 problems, rapping ain't one.

I know there's shit out there, you're up to your neck in it.
Still, don't be bitter because they're winning.
Tell those adults to learn from kids who have two brain cells so they don't shit in the street.
And the world is so ugly and time is so short that I don't have time for Instagram and posting two photos.
Posturing, I know, crazy old man, my ego that little boy who lives under the spotlight.
I'm with you, you're my brother.
If rap gave you what the bullies took away,
If you want to change your state with your lyrics,
Political science, organized crime.
I don't buy religion, not even on sale,
I'll never be a Christian but I can be Ronaldo.
I like the old stuff, Shyamalan in Signs, Rutger Hauer's monologue in Blade Runner.

Mine is not Swag, it's Schwarzenegger, long,
I'm always like the snow in Fargo.
A big guy with fear, the Tyson documentary.
Another piece of life, another piece of album.
Baby, I just want you to give me a little time, and for you, like the guy in Magnolia, I'll wear braces.
Feelin' style a la Black Thought of Lay down.
Flying like the Looney Toons in Space Jam.

I come from the future and you all end up fatally because of the fucking obsession to do something viral.
Excuses they use if the muses leave, John Cusack and Jack Black in High Fidelity.
Lying down in the tuna zone, blue eyes of the Spice in Dune.
I hope for a great ending for the track, the bacchanal that closes the movie Perfume.
And this shit is mine alone, I do it on purpose, the closest I'll ever be to Eddie Vedder.
I hope your talent stays and lives up to your social media positioning.

Freedom in the soul, freedom on the track,
I have freed myself from styles so I can start creating.
Clap your hands, do it for real, the buddy from Alcántara back in town.

Freedom in the soul!, Freedom on the track!
I have freed myself from styles so I can start creating!
Clap your hands!, Do it for real!,
The buddy from Alcántara back in town!
Put your hands up! Put your hands up!

To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
You won't be here when I'm done.
To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
To break it down with my cinematic flow.
To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
You won't be here when I'm done.
To reign, babe, that's what I came for,
To break it down with my cinematic flow.

Yeah, to reign babe, that's what I came for.
Tote!
Seville up!
Andalusia up!
My peeps, my people, you know what's up!
There will be no peace for the wicked!
Ok, let's get this started: 1, 2, 3, 4...