Duermen - Toteking перевод на английский

Duermen

Arriba, levantense ya ¿no?, ya ya,
Arriba, no duerman mas, jodeeer, ...
Yo accion, Don son, los cabrones del momento.
Charlie no repara en gastos cuando empieza a rimar lento.
Joder que mal!. Andamos lento en este rap.
Y hasta cabrones como El Tralla creen tener lugar y tal.
Como los tiempo van, sal demuestra, ya no hay fiesta.
Porque mientras Tote rima MC's duermen la siesta. Bien.
Jefe es igual a rey, rey igual a jefe es.
Aka, peña del sur contra mequetrefes,con ese,
Hoy solo doi mi vida por dos cosas,
Y una es por mí, y otra por pasteles de panteras rosas.
Cuantos MC's fuman porros por norma.
Cuantos usan el ingrediente gris que al cerebro da forma.
Traigo metáforas, vos tos y un altavoz.
Quitarme el micro a mi es como a Fran, quitarle el arroz. oh!
No me preocupa la ropa, tengo poca.
No vivo la vida loca, pongo pelo de huevo en tu sopa.
Toma poca zas!, no quieres mas?.
Si traigo un bombon de moca no notas donde esta el hash.
No pressa, rap for pleasure, rap cosecha.
Quita!, que si el mundo fuese mio, el presidente el Risitas,
Despecho incita, con Sevilla aguita.
Invita al king con Queen, con swing sin guita.
Fin! en mi hermita ya no hay peña que grita.
Somos al rap como una cita o como ciencias para metafita.
Hoy en la cama estilo 12 horas imita
Que tengo órdenes de no moverme que trabaje Rita!.
Porque...
Porque duermen!, los MC's de moda ya no sienten rap.
Duermen!, los Dj's de mie ya no rallan mas.
Duermen!, los B-Boys con dedos se pueden contar.
Duermen!, duermen!, ellos... DUERMEN!
Duermen!, los MC's de moda ya no sienten rap.
Duermen!, los Dj's de mie ya no rallan mas.
Duermen!, los B-Boys con dedos se pueden contar.
Duermen!, duermen!, ellos... DUERMEN!
Cuantas veces me han catalogado como el asco,.
Cuantas veces he flipado con sol fa de Rasco.
Como comprenderas, con esta calidad lirica
No puedo perder el tiempo, con las movies cínicas.
Únicas, historias púnicas de mis desfases son
Mas originales que tu vida entera, gafe.
Se que se me escapan conceptos convexos
Pero a mi secta le sobran adeptos, quedaos con esto.
Si conecto en el chat bien, si no mis textos.
Pero ¿quien conoceis que ademas de en esto os folle
En baloncesto.?
El doble efecto, el recto como un vector,
Como el sexto dia.
MC no copies esa idea es mia!
Y quien decia que el Tote no podia...
Contactos desde el parque a la zarzuela con doña Sofía.
Leer mi mente es leer filosofia,
Porque rayo mi cabeza 23 horas al dia.
La otra es para el rap,que creias! mi mie es fria,
Y si tuviera una tienda pondria el cartel, aqui no se fia!
No es tonteria, no fear this year.
DJ Oscar conexion, mision, cerveza y compañia.
Controlar primero lo nuestro y luego lo vuestro
Y acabar con el resto, con decision como la CIA, Jefe.
Me hacen gracia malas lenguas que pian
Del sentimiento patrio del patio sin conocer Andalucia.
Acabo de acabar un tema en mi via.
Que no tengas merchandise de Tote King esta es la mía.
Porque...
Porque duermen!, los MC's de moda ya no sienten rap.
Duermen!, los Dj's de mie ya no rallan mas.
Duermen!, los B-Boys con dedos se pueden contar.
Duermen!, duermen!, ellos... DUERMEN!
Duermen!, los MC's de moda ya no sienten rap.
Duermen!, los Dj's de mie ya no rallan mas.
Duermen!, los B-Boys con dedos se pueden contar.
Duermen!, duermen!, ellos... DUERMEN!

They Sleep

Get up, wake up already, don't you? Yeah, yeah,
Get up, don't sleep anymore, daaamn, ...
I'm action, Don's sound, the baddest dudes of the moment.
Charlie doesn't hold back on expenses when he starts rhyming slowly.
Damn, that's bad! We're moving slowly in this rap.
And even assholes like El Tralla think they have a place and all that.
As time goes by, come out and show yourself, there's no party anymore.
Because while Tote is rhyming, MC's are taking a nap. Good.
Boss is equal to king, king is equal to boss.
Here, people from the south against weaklings, with that,
Today I only give my life for two things,
And one is for me, and the other is for pink panther cakes.
How many MC's smoke joints as a rule.
How many use the gray ingredient that shapes the brain.
I bring metaphors, coughs and a loudspeaker.
Taking the microphone away from me is like taking rice away from Fran. Oh!
I'm not worried about clothes, I have few.
I don't live the crazy life, I put egg whites in your soup.
Take a little sip, honey! Don't you want more?
If I bring a mocha bonbon you don't notice where the hash is.
No pressure, rap for pleasure, harvest rap.
Get out! If the world were mine, Risitas would be president.
Spite incites, with Seville water.
Invite the king with Queen, with swing without money.
The End! In my hermitage there are no more people shouting.
We are to rap like a date or like science to metaphyte.
Today in bed 12-hour style imitates
Because I have orders not to move, that Rita works!
Because...
Because they sleep! The trendy MC's no longer feel rap.
They sleep! My DJs don't scratch anymore.
They sleep! B-Boys can be counted on the fingers.
They sleep! They sleep! They... SLEEP!
They sleep! The trendy MC's no longer feel rap.
They sleep! My DJs don't scratch anymore.
They sleep! B-Boys can be counted on the fingers.
They sleep! They sleep! They... SLEEP!
How many times have I been labeled as disgusting.
How many times have I freaked out with Rasco's Sol Fa.
As you can understand, with this lyrical quality
I can't waste time with cynical movies.
Unique, Punic stories of my setbacks are
More original than your whole life, jinx.
I know that convex concepts escape me
But my sect has plenty of followers, stick with this.
If I connect well in the chat, if not, my texts.
But who do you know that besides this fucks you
In basketball?
The double effect, the rectum like a vector,
Like the sixth day.
MC don't copy that idea, it's mine!
And who said that Tote couldn't...
Contacts from the park to the Zarzuela with Doña Sofía.
Reading my mind is reading philosophy,
Because I beam my head 23 hours a day.
The other is for rap, what did you think! My shit is cold,
And if I had a store I would put up the sign, no credit here!
It's no joke, no fear this year.
DJ Oscar connection, mission, beer and company.
Control what's ours first, then what's yours
And finish off the rest, with decision like the CIA, Boss.
I'm amused by bad tongues that sing
Of the patriotic feeling of the patio without knowing Andalusia.
I just finished a song on my way.
That you don't have Tote King merchandise, this is mine.
Because...
Because they sleep! The trendy MC's no longer feel rap.
They sleep! My DJs don't scratch anymore.
They sleep! B-Boys can be counted on the fingers.
They sleep! They sleep! They... SLEEP!
They sleep! The trendy MC's no longer feel rap.
They sleep! My DJs don't scratch anymore.
They sleep! B-Boys can be counted on the fingers.
They sleep! They sleep! They... SLEEP!