Текст и перевод песни Café del Mar - Return Journey

Return Journey

You esto es secret family, no es que tabamos apagauu es que estabamos cocinando
Mi Corazon me dice que no me heche pa' tras
Mi conciencia me habla que nunca me deje
Mientras mas fama mas enemigos tengo
Mientras mas dinero mas problemas tengo Compositor de pacotilla, tus letras valen una cajetilla
Meterte conmigo es ponerte cinta amarilla
Soy el loco.
El de las 40 y las peinillas
Cabron tu no cargas una cuchilla
Que tu te has vuelto loco
Cabron si tu me ves bajar el moco
Hasta pa perecerte a coscu
Te me hiciste raspar el coco tu ta loco?
Tiguerito cojalo con calma
Quel boligrafo que tengo puede que te arranque el alma
Tu has corrio too los combos deja ya los chistes mongos
Tu has visto cuando saco el peine y las pepas le pongo
Yo trabajo.
Yo si soy onfire pata abajo
Te la puse en la derecha y nunca hiciste tres carajos
Vea Vea kendo parece que salio de crea
Y esta tan atrasao como teacher con la correa
Titubea
Encontra mia y como te los damos
Tu sabes que en la 6-5 no arreglamo
En Rottweila tu no eres grato
Hay rumores tuyos de que eres hasta pato
Que tu tuviste preso? si por ley 54
Jaime esta regalando tu contrato
Delen to rewind al track goyo endeco a kendo en una bolsa glad
Feka feka tu no escribiste click clak click clak
Tu lo que hace es hablar mierda por el chat
Y eres mas feca que decir que blanco es Chal
Yo toy rompiendo la libreta cabron desde 99
Y soy como los burros cuando suben pa la nieve
Aqui valgo 18 halla arriba 39
Voy ha seguir matando hasta el 2099
Soy como la honda garantia clase y mas
Te acuerdas cuando yo te resolvia pa la gas
Cuando te robaba too las compus de Office max
Puerco contra ti 10 canciones puedo hacer mil mas
Prue pruebate este bicho prue pruebate este bicho
Mi Corazon me dice que no me heche pa' tras
Mi conciencia me habla que nunca me deje
Mientras mas fama mas enemigos tengo
Mientras mas dinero mas problemas tengo Haciendolos carne al pincho
Como los calbones que carga el jincho
Kata bum bum
Que te duele que yo ande con run
Envidioso tu no has hecho un palo mas cabron que prruum
Yo toy matando la liga desde que tu eras un novato
Tu nunca has matao a nadie mucho menos has roto un plato
Soy el michael mayer
El que los deja feo
Y lo proximo que vas a ver es mi deo
Yo no fronteo... cabron.
Con lo que yo no escrito
Ya en la calle tu no compones un pito
El rifle escuchate los grito
Tengo a kendo pidiendo cacau
Me dicen que anda por ahi bien embarrau
Teco de esquina
Yo tengo tres carros en mi marquesina
Y un rifle que si lo sueno suena en las catalinas
Yo no fumo regular yo fumo setas de cristina
Tu roncas despues de peaje ven baja pa carolina
Toy a suichee tooy en on
En una haya por medio del tapon
Si te pillo con el de 30 va sonar hasta Bayamon
Tu no has visto los casquillos cuando salen escupios
Que terminan toos viraos y descosios
Dile mono.
Que en la 6-5 tamo a fuego
Que si yo lo mato hoy. mañana yo lo veo
En toa las plana
Dice que tiene casa con piscina y vive con la hermana
Bobolon a quien las cabras tu quieres meterle
Hace cuanto cabron tu no ves la playa di la verde.
Tu lo sabe. yo no tengo que pedirle la verde a nadie
Yo mismo me doy la verde. oiste welebicho
Yo si que soy un hombre donde quiera que me pare
Te lo digo a ti y a quien sea oitee
Comprate un pamper que tas cagauu comprate un pampers que taas cagau
Tu sabe que no es lo mismo malianteo que tiraera
En esto me tienes que pedir la bendicion. tu y toa tu compañia
Chorro e' paico.
Mi Corazon me dice que no me heche pa' tras
Mi conciencia me habla que nunca me deje
Mientras mas fama mas enemigos tengo
Mientras mas dinero mas problemas tengo

Return Journey

Yo, this is the secret family, it's not that we were off, we were just cooking
My heart tells me not to back down
My conscience tells me never to give up
The more fame, the more enemies I have
The more money, the more problems I have. Shoddy composer, your lyrics are worth a pack of cigarettes
Messing with me is putting yellow tape on yourself
I'm the crazy one.
The one with the 40s and the combs
Bastard, you don't carry a blade
That you've gone crazy
Bastard, if you see me lowering my mucus
Even to look like Coscu
You made me shave my head, are you crazy?
Little tiger, take it easy
The pen I have might rip your soul out
You've run all the combos, stop the stupid jokes
You've seen when I take out the comb and put the pills in it
I work.
I am on fire, foot down
I put it on the right and you never did three shits
Look, look, Kendo looks like he came out of CREA
And he's as behind as Teacher with the belt
He hesitates
Against me, and how we give it to them
You know that in the 6-5 we don't fix things
In Rottweila you are not welcome
There are rumors about you that you are even a duck
That you were in jail? Yes, by law 54
Jaime is giving away your contract
Give it all rewind to the track, Goyo wrapping Kendo in a Glad bag
Fake, fake, you didn't write click clack click clack
All you do is talk shit on the chat
And you're faker than saying Chal is white
I'm breaking the notebook, bastard, since 99
And I'm like donkeys when they go up to the snow
Here I'm worth 18, up there 39
I'm going to keep killing until 2099
I'm like the Honda guarantee, class and more
Remember when I used to solve for gas
When I stole all the computers from Office Max
Pig, against you I can make a thousand more songs
Try, try this bug, try, try this bug
My heart tells me not to back down
My conscience tells me never to give up
The more fame, the more enemies I have
The more money, the more problems I have Making them meat on a skewer
Like the underpants that Jincho carries
Kata bum bum
What hurts you that I walk with Run
Envious, you haven't made a stick more badass than prruum
I'm killing the league since you were a rookie
You've never killed anyone, much less broken a plate
I am the Michael Mayer
The one who leaves them ugly
And the next thing you're going to see is my finger
I don't front... bastard.
With what I haven't written
You don't compose a whistle on the street anymore
The rifle, listen to the screams
I have Kendo asking for cocoa
They tell me he's walking around pretty messed up
Corner Teco
I have three cars in my driveway
And a rifle that if I sound it, it sounds in the Catalinas
I don't smoke regular, I smoke Cristina's mushrooms
You snore after the toll, come down to Carolina
I'm switched on, I'm on
In a beech through the traffic jam
If I catch you with the 30, it's going to sound all the way to Bayamon
You haven't seen the casings when they come out spit out
That end up all turned and screwed up
Tell Mono.
That in the 6-5 we are on fire
That if I kill him today, I'll see him tomorrow
In all the flats
He says he has a house with a pool and lives with his sister
Big dummy, who are the goats you want to put in
How long has it been since you've seen the beach, say the green one.
You know it. I don't have to ask anyone for the green one
I give myself the green one. You hear, welebicho
I am a man wherever I stand
I'm telling you and whoever, listen
Buy yourself a diaper, you're shitting, buy yourself a diaper, you're shitting
You know it's not the same, gangster than tiraera
In this you have to ask me for the blessing, you and all your company
Jet of paico.
My heart tells me not to back down
My conscience tells me never to give up
The more fame, the more enemies I have
The more money, the more problems I have