Текст и перевод песни Vico C - Tony Presidio

Tony Presidio

El niño Antonio Pérez
Así su madre lo nombró
En el medio del bajo mundo
Humildemente se crio

Sudando, buscando el pan
Compitiendo con la miseria
Su pobreza era seria
Pero luchaba con mucho afán

Quería ser arquitecto
Y los estudios su padre pagó
Pero al crecer, su ambición era enorme
Y el crimen escogió

Las seis de la tarde, esté oscureciendo
La venta va bien y el dinero, creciendo
Mucha precaución velando la jara
El joven Antonio Pérez se prepara

Tony, así le dicen a Antonio
El tiempo lo ha convertido en demonio
Su biblia, un 357
Su oficio (disparo), y cobrar un billete

La palabra "paz" él no la entiende
Es un asesino y de eso depende
Su casa, su ropa, su alimento
Quitando vidas en cualquier momento

Seis de la mañana, tocan la puerta
Es el jefe, y Tony se despierta
Le dan un retrato y una dirección
Prepara su revólver y empieza la acción

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Tony llega al sitio indicado
Vigila a la víctima que está al otro lado
Cruzando la calle frente a él se para y sin pena
Le pone un magnum en la cara

El cuerpo cae con un count de dinero
Tony lo recoge y se lo lleva ligero
El hombre en el piso mucha sangre derrama
El dinero robado se invierte en marihuana

Tony sigue con su cruel misión
Es uno de los grandes en la asociación
El corrupto esconde su identidad
Es el zar de la droga, rey de la maldad

Las tres de la mañana, Tony dormido
Los guardias tumban la puerta con mucho ruido
Tony pregunta: "pero you, ¿qué pasó?"
"Es una orden de arresto, así que, shut up"

Llega el otro día compran el vocero
El pueblo lee lo de Tony primero
Sale culpable con todo y poder
Y su familia sufriendo y llorando por él

Pasa un año y dos o tres meses
Tony en el banco pierde intereses
Su nombre nuevo para él es un fastidio
Ahora le dicen Tony Presidio

Controla los guardias corruptos que venden
Los que obedecen, pero pretenden
Romper la ley vendiendo esa cosa
Que llaman química extra peligrosa

Así es que la adicción prosigue en los presos
Y Tony Presidio se aprovecha de eso
Pues él es el grande, el distribuidor
El que vende el polvito que les cura el dolor

Pero Tony quiere rehabilitarse
Planea una fuga y logra escaparse
Es un fugitivo que quiere lo mejor para su vida
Así que se largó a New York

Pero las cosas allá no le van muy bien
El taxi es muy caro y no le gusta el tren
El clima es muy frío, la cosa no es la misma
Así que prefiere progresar en su isla

Llega el avión, Tony Presidio se asoma
Pisa su tierra, sin duda se emociona
Llega a su barrio saludando a su gente
Cuando siente un (disparo) que se cuela en su vientre

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El hombre Antonio Pérez
En el regreso a su hogar
Quería rehabilitarse
Y una nueva vida comenzar

Cuando de momento siente
Un balazo en su cuerpo
Cayendo ya casi muerto
Se fijó rápidamente

Un hombre que, por venganza
Lo siguió sin descansar
Pues Tony le había quitado
La vida a un familiar

Qué pena que el bajo mundo
Prosiga con este fastidio
Qué pena que muchos mueran
Igual que Tony Presidio

Tony Presidio

The boy Antonio Pérez,
That's what his mother named him,
In the midst of the underworld,
He was humbly raised.

Sweating, searching for bread,
Competing with misery,
His poverty was serious,
But he fought with great zeal.

He wanted to be an architect,
And his father paid for his studies,
But as he grew, his ambition was enormous,
And he chose crime.

Six in the evening, it's getting dark,
Sales are good and the money is growing,
Much caution guarding the stash,
Young Antonio Pérez prepares himself.

Tony, that's what they call Antonio,
Time has turned him into a demon,
His bible, a .357,
His job (gunshot), and collecting a bill.

He doesn't understand the word "peace",
He's a killer and that's what he depends on,
His house, his clothes, his food,
Taking lives at any moment.

Six in the morning, they knock on the door,
It's the boss, and Tony wakes up,
They give him a portrait and an address,
He prepares his revolver and the action begins.

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Tony arrives at the indicated place,
He watches the victim who is on the other side,
Crossing the street in front of him he stops and without pity,
He puts a magnum in his face.

The body falls with a count of money,
Tony picks it up and takes it quickly,
The man on the floor spills a lot of blood,
The stolen money is invested in marijuana.

Tony continues with his cruel mission,
He is one of the greats in the association,
The corrupt one hides his identity,
He is the drug czar, king of evil.

Three in the morning, Tony asleep,
The guards break down the door with a lot of noise,
Tony asks: "But yo, what happened?"
"It's an arrest warrant, so shut up."

The next day they buy the newspaper,
The people read about Tony first,
He comes out guilty with everything and power,
And his family suffering and crying for him.

A year and two or three months pass,
Tony loses interest in the bank,
His new name is a nuisance to him,
Now they call him Tony Presidio.

He controls the corrupt guards who sell,
Those who obey, but pretend,
To break the law by selling that thing,
They call it extra dangerous chemistry.

That's how addiction continues in prisoners,
And Tony Presidio takes advantage of that,
For he is the great, the distributor,
The one who sells the powder that cures their pain.

But Tony wants to rehabilitate himself,
He plans an escape and manages to escape,
He is a fugitive who wants the best for his life,
So he went to New York.

But things there are not going very well for him,
The taxi is very expensive and he doesn't like the train,
The weather is very cold, things are not the same,
So he prefers to progress on his island.

The plane arrives, Tony Presidio looks out,
He steps on his land, no doubt he is excited,
He arrives in his neighborhood greeting his people,
When he feels a (shot) that sneaks into his belly.

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The man Antonio Pérez,
On his return home,
He wanted to rehabilitate himself,
And start a new life.

When suddenly he feels,
A bullet in his body,
Falling already almost dead,
He quickly noticed.

A man who, out of revenge,
Followed him without rest,
For Tony had taken,
The life of a relative.

What a shame that the underworld,
Continues with this nuisance,
What a shame that many die,
Just like Tony Presidio.