Текст и перевод песни Vico C - Mi Forma di Tiraera

Mi Forma di Tiraera

Mi forna de tiraera chequea
Que me lo gano a mi manera y vela
Que desde otoño hasta primavera
No encontrarán otra canción que sea mas potente y mas sincera
Es mi forma de orientarlo guiarlo
Sin boconear que voy a mascrarlo sovelarlo
Traigo la regla para despertarlo
A ver si puedo lograr de la fantasía levantarlo

Mi forma de tiraera chequea que ne lo gano a mi manera y vela
Que desde otoño hasta primavera
No encontraran otra canción que se mas potente y mas sincera
Es mi forma de orientarlo guiarlo
Sin boconear que voy a masacrarlo
Sovelarlo traigo la regla para despertarlo
A ver si puedo lograr de la fantasía levantarlo

1997 la tiraera estaba al palo en el rap y yo estaba al garete
No tenía la moral para estar opinando
Asi que me quede en silencio analizando
De que algún les daria cual es mi opinión
Pero primero cambiaria mi condición
Para cantar desde otro punto de vista no
Como un vico violento sino como un vico pacifista
Hice la lista de lo que habría de cambiar
Y vi que de mi tierra me tenía que mudar
Vine a parar con mi familia a la ciudad de orlando
Y poco a poco pude ver que ya estaba cambiando
Cuando el 98 habia llegado estaba preparado
Y mi opinión ya la había grabado sacando a mucha gente del desierto
Con una producción que titulé aquél que había muerto
No tenia ni un mensaje cínico tampoco psíquico
Y no habla de nadie en específico
Estaba dando testimonio con mi físico
Pero algunos cantantes le apestaba como a crilico
Y uno de ellos que siempre me habia caido bien
Que hasta me habia recordado cerca de llorens
De mi persona dejo grabada
Difamaciones con cosas que no tenia confirmada
Me pregunté que haria cristo en este
Caso se revelaría o cuidaria sus pasos
Me tomó tiempo aguantarme sin tirar bombazos
Pero aprendí que con amor hay que dar los cantazos

Mi forma de tiraera chequea que ne lo gano a mi manera y vela
Que desde otoño hasta primavera
No encontraran otra canción que se mas potente y mas sincera
Es mi forma de orientarlo guiarlo
Sin boconear que voy a masacrarlo
Sovelarlo traigo la regla para despertarlo
A ver si puedo lograr de la fantasía levantarlo

Como quien dicen es el 2004 la tiraera
Sigue viva y ya estaba por un largo rato
Desde que me hicieron victima ya han pasado años
Y si me dejará agitar cual seria el daño
Quizas empezaria a ser papel de pistolero
Cantando letras de matar aunque no sea sincero
Mi vida seria solo un misterio puede que
Fuese al hospital y acabara en un cementerio
Porque lo gritos de guerra lo que traen es
Guerra y si estoy debiendo que bueno le doy a mi tierra
Que le diria a un hijo mio que sacara un
Arma cuando mis labios tiran tiros y no la calma
Pero la gente lo quiere porque lo entretiene
Pero cuando llegue un día en que la muerte viene
Se preguntan quien fue el que mató a mi
Nene pero nunca supervisan el cd que tiene
Quizas dirian en directas que los condenes
Amenazando y tiroteando hasta por la cienen
Pero al contrario les deseo lo que no
Mantienen el pan de vida asi que vengan para que cenen
Lo que yo siembro es lo que cosecho eso es un hecho
No puedo estar virao y caminar derecho
No puedo pretender sacar a alguien por el techo
Y no pensar que es posible que me explote el pecho
Deade hace tiempo este mismo tema ya les traje
Pero hay cantantes que no entienden este mensaje
Que vengo con bandera blanca dentro mi equipaje
Para que atiendan comprendan y pa qye encajen

Mi forma de tiraera chequea que ne lo gano a mi manera y vela
Que desde otoño hasta primavera
No encontraran otra canción que se mas potente y mas sincera
Es mi forma de orientarlo guiarlo
Sin boconear que voy a masacrarlo
Sovelarlo traigo la regla para despertarlo
A ver si puedo lograr de la fantasía levantarlo

Chequea bien la gente que te rodea
Estudia bien sus corazones para que usted vea
Que su amistad esta compuesta de mala maña
Que te saluda y después contra ti me mete sizaña
No meren caña en la madurez asi es que es
Ni tan suquiera saben donde caminar sus pies
Mente de mime no se aproximen a discutir
Con la gente que sabe para que no se lastimen
De mi mente sale luz para que se animen
De la suya sale fango cuando la esprimen
Sus cizañeo no me orpime no van hacer que
Me vuelvan a tirar y a pelear me obliguen
Mi visión es demasiado grande si me
Rebuscan veran que no hay pistola que conmigo ande
Lo que traigo es conocimiento que se
Expande por mas cizaña que usted me mande
Voy pa lante pa atras ni pa coger impulso
Tengo café que con concrictomicina te lo endulzo
Con mi cancion que no es de guerra sibo un discurso
Para que los que se creen rambo cojan su curso
Y como expulso al ignorante de mi casa
Que con su lírica me atrasa a mi querida raza
Que es lo que pasa tu no me asustas con tu
Wasa arreguindate de esto que esto si es melaza

Mi forma de tiraera chequea que ne lo gano a mi manera y vela
Que desde otoño hasta primavera
No encontraran otra canción que se mas potente y mas sincera
Es mi forma de orientarlo guiarlo
Sin boconear que voy a masacrarlo
Sovelarlo traigo la regla para despertarlo
A ver si puedo lograr de la fantasía levantarlo

My Style of Tiraera

My style of tiraera check it out
That I earned it my way and watch it
That from autumn to spring
You won't find another song that's more powerful and sincere
It's my way of guiding you, leading you
Without boasting that I'm going to crush you, beat you
I bring the rule to wake you up
To see if I can lift you from your fantasy

My style of tiraera check it out I earned it my way and watch it
That from autumn to spring
You won't find another song that's more powerful and sincere
It's my way of guiding you, leading you
Without boasting that I'm going to massacre you
Beat you I bring the rule to wake you up
To see if I can lift you from your fantasy

1997 tiraera was on top in rap and I was adrift
I didn't have the moral high ground to be giving my opinion
So I remained silent, analyzing
Who would give you my opinion
But first I would change my condition
To sing from another point of view not
As a violent Vico but as a pacifist Vico
I made a list of what I would have to change
And I saw that I had to move out of my land
I ended up with my family in the city of Orlando
And little by little I could see that I was already changing
When '98 arrived I was prepared
And my opinion was already recorded, taking many people out of the desert
With a production that I titled "He Who Had Died"
It didn't have a cynical or psychic message
And it doesn't talk about anyone specifically
I was giving my testimony with my physical being
But some singers hated it like acrylic
And one of them who had always been cool with me
Who had even remembered me near Lloren’s
Left recorded about me
Defamation with things that he didn't have confirmed
I asked myself what would Christ do in this
Case would he reveal himself or watch his steps
It took me time to hold back without throwing bombs
But I learned that love is the way to deliver blows

My style of tiraera check it out I earned it my way and watch it
That from autumn to spring
You won't find another song that's more powerful and sincere
It's my way of guiding you, leading you
Without boasting that I'm going to massacre you
Beat you I bring the rule to wake you up
To see if I can lift you from your fantasy

As they say it's 2004, the tiraera
Is still alive and has been for a long time
Years have passed since they made me a victim
And if I let myself get agitated what would be the harm
Maybe I'd start playing the role of a gunman
Singing lyrics about killing even if I'm not sincere
My life would be just a mystery maybe
I'd end up in the hospital and end up in a cemetery
Because war cries are what they bring
War and if I owe it, how good I give to my land
What would I say to a son of mine who pulled out a
Weapon when my lips shoot and do not calm
But people want it because it entertains them
But when the day comes when death comes
They wonder who killed my
Child but they never supervise the CD they have
Maybe they would say live that I condemn them
Threatening and shooting even for a hundred
But on the contrary I wish them what they don't
Have the bread of life so they come to dinner
What I sow is what I reap that's a fact
I can't be crooked and walk straight
I can't pretend to pull someone through the roof
And not think it's possible my chest might explode
For a long time now I've brought you this same theme
But there are singers who don't understand this message
That I come with a white flag in my luggage
So that they listen, understand and fit in

My style of tiraera check it out I earned it my way and watch it
That from autumn to spring
You won't find another song that's more powerful and sincere
It's my way of guiding you, leading you
Without boasting that I'm going to massacre you
Beat you I bring the rule to wake you up
To see if I can lift you from your fantasy

Check out the people around you well
Study their hearts well so you can see
That their friendship is made up of bad habits
That they greet you and then sow discord against you
They don't deserve anything in maturity that's how it is
They don't even know where to walk
Mime mind don't come near to argue
With people who know so they don't get hurt
Light comes out of my mind to encourage them
Mud comes out of theirs when you squeeze it
Their discord does not oppress me they will not make
Me go back to shooting and fighting
My vision is too big if you
Search me you will see that there is no pistol with me
What I bring is knowledge that
Expands no matter how much discord you send me
I'm going forward, not back to gain momentum
I have coffee that with concrete micin’ I sweeten it for you
With my song that is not of war I give a speech
So that those who believe themselves to be tough take their course
And how I expel the ignorant from my house
That with their lyrics set my beloved race back
What's going on you don't scare me with your
Wasa get yourself together from this because this is molasses

My style of tiraera check it out I earned it my way and watch it
That from autumn to spring
You won't find another song that's more powerful and sincere
It's my way of guiding you, leading you
Without boasting that I'm going to massacre you
Beat you I bring the rule to wake you up
To see if I can lift you from your fantasy