Текст и перевод песни Willie DeVille feat. Lil Supa, Nasty Killah & N-Wise Allah - Lex Diamonds

Lex Diamonds

Criminology rap, criminology rap
Criminology rap, criminology rap

Explícito, sin dar detalle alguno
Is back, el número uno (UGH)
En cada ocasión llevándolo al extremo
Tengo la fórmula ganadora del crack supremo
Registrando voces (Fire in te hole, nigga)
Escupiendo calle (From a neighborhood, nigga)
Llenos de intriga se comen las migas
Cerebro de hormiga, it's the fourty five nigga
De fondo azotan los tornados y los huracanes
Sangre fría, somos vietnamitas-talibanes
I gota the shit mami, vamos por ese gane
Con mi rompe zaragüey no me arruinan los planes
Tenemos explosivos en el área
Molotov, niples, granadas fragmentarias
El Matón de El Dojo se integra, ninja cinta negra
Que mueran mis culebras, es Nastinieblas

Las voces de los Dioses de la Tormenta
La tormenta, la-la tormenta
Lo-head niggas and five percenters
Si habla Dios, cierran bocas abiertas

Me daban por muerto ¿Verdad?
Where the crown at?
Se extiende como un virus por to'a la ciudad
Están calientes las redes ni es novedad
Pero tu novia por ahí pregunta por mi WhatsApp
Mami límpiame las Jordan
Mientras quito del medio a los raperitos que me estorban
Sudo de normas, 'cause I'm a cold one
Brillo en las sombras (sabes mi historia)
Yo, the God back!
Tan fresco, tan limpio
Tan enfermo que me dan quimio
Tú colga'o como un simio
Diles que tengo un mensaje que darles:
YoYoDOJO pa' los niños
Cream of the crop, criminology rap
Playa de Nieve para el fucking Lo-God
N-Y en el asiento de atrás
Del carro en la noche en Vegas que mataron a Pac, what?

Las voces de los Dioses de la Tormenta
La tormenta, la-la tormenta
Lo-head niggas and five percenters
Si habla Dios, cierran bocas abierta

Mi'jo mejor no se preocupe y ocúpese
Ya'll betta shut-up n' listen cuando el Cacique escupe sé
Que supe de ti, pero por asociación
I don't give a fuck about your number one hit song
Tío hay uno solo, y'all know me
Ready to Die, Notorio B.I.G
Juego vivo hasta la suerte, Venezuelan MVP
N' I'm all about that paper, call it D-O-E
No marihuano, Benny Blanco en mi mente
Lanzan mierda a diario, nunca cuando estoy presente
Wack MCs wanna get on me, insolentes
No te respeto a ti si me cago en mi presidente
Ya viví el hambre y la pasé con agua
Si ya me la mamaste, no te detengas, traga
Vagabunda vida sobrevivo
Y mis hermanitos servirán una vez muera de testigos

Ha llegado la hora de saldar cuentas
Las voces de los Dioses de la Tormenta
Con los pies sobre la cima de la cuesta
Criminology rap está de vuelta
For my lo-head niggas and five percenters
Pa' to'a mi gente de conciencias despiertas
Si habla Dios, cierran bocas abiertas
Criminology rap

Lex Diamonds

Criminology rap, criminology rap
Criminology rap, criminology rap

Explicit, without giving any details
Is back, the number one (UGH)
Every time taking it to the extreme
I have the ultimate crack winning formula
Recording vocals (Fire in te hole, nigga)
Spitting Street (From a neighborhood, nigga)
Full of intrigue they eat the crumbs
Ant brain, it's the fourty five nigga
Tornadoes and hurricanes hit in the background
Cold-blooded, we are Vietnamese-Taliban
I drop the shit mommy, let's go for that win
With my broken saragüey plans don't ruin me
We have explosives in the area
Molotov, nipples, fragmentary grenades
The Dojo Bully integrates, ninja black tape
May my snakes die, it's Nastinieblas

The Voices of the Storm Gods
The storm, the-the storm
Lo-head niggas and five percenters
If God speaks, they close open mouths

They thought I was dead, didn't they?
Where the crown at?
It spreads like a virus through the city
The networks are hot and it's not new
But your girlfriend over there asks for my WhatsApp
Mommy, clean my Jordans.
While I get out of the way the little rappers that get in my way
Rules sweat, 'Cause I'm a cold one
Shine in the shadows (you know my story)
Yo, the God back!
So fresh, so clean
So sick that they give me chemo
You hang up like an ape
Tell them I have a message to give them:
Yo-yo Dojo pa' the children
Cream of the Crop, criminology rap
Snow Beach for the fucking Lo-God
N-Y in the back seat
From the car on the night in Vegas that Pac was killed, what?

The Voices of the Storm Gods
The storm, the-the storm
Lo-head niggas and five percenters
If God speaks, they close open mouths

Mi'jo better not worry and take care
Ya'll betta shut-up n' listen when the Chieftain spits I know
That I heard about you, but by association
I don't give a fuck about your number one hit song
Dude there's only one, y'all know me
Ready to Die, Notorious B.I.G
Game alive until luck, Venezuelan MVP
N' I'm all about that paper, call it D-O-E
No marijuana, White Benny on my mind
They throw shit every day, never when I'm present
Wack MCs wanna get on me, insolent
I don't respect you if I shit on my president
I've lived through hunger and spent it with water
If you've already blown me, don't stop, swallow
Vagabond life I survive
And my little brothers will serve once I die as witnesses

The time has come to settle the accounts
The Voices of the Storm Gods
With my feet on the top of the slope
Criminology rap is back
For my lo-head niggas and five percenters
To my people of awakened consciences
If God speaks, they close open mouths
Criminology rap