Q.E.D.P - Wolty перевод на английский

Q.E.D.P

Dame una cerveza, mi compa, o un vino tinto
Tu compa vino tonto, le pesa no ser distinto
Que pum, que pam, ¿Qué tal papá? Te traje rap estricto
Pa' que no vengas a hablar y criticarme to' los ritmos
Hago de todo, yo no me limito
Me escribo, me grabo, lo suelto en el micro
Y me cago de risa de tol' panorama
Se creen muy bueno' y solo tienen fama
Esa es la diferencia; yo no me hago drama
Y me armo porrito' con todo' mi' pana'
Y disfruto la vida, familia, y rimas
Me cago en la envidia de toda la grada
¡Mal man! Pero tranquilo
Tiré una flecha al aire y casi mato a mi vecino
A un metro y medio de volverme un fugitivo
A veces ser idiota te acerca a ser asesino
Pero por suerte no fue el caso bro
Así me la paso yo
Casi que rebalso el flow
Papi, ¿Quién es underground?
Fuck tu vida, fan de rimas
Contaminan el Hip Hop
Son la ruina, no son niggas
Y no riman ni un renglón
Dones que tengo los saco pa' todas partes
Zona de arte
Se' rapper me dice que le tengo miedo
Yo tengo má' huevo que vo' ignorante
¿Querés darme lecciones de vida?
Dejá la falopa y después hablame
Que esa porquería te quemo el cerebro
Y en serio pendejo sos un salame
A ver, pensémoslo juntos
¿A dónde empezó tol' problema?
Vos me bardeaste porque creíste
Que chamuyaba a tu nena
Ahí no te culpo, tenés tu punto
Pero alguito no me cierra
Y es que vos hiciste lo mismo con un rapero
Pedazo de perra
¿Cuántas canciones me hiciste?
¿En serio soy tan importante?
No puede escribir una letra; que piensa en mi cara
Le gusto bastante
No puede escribir una letra; que piensa en mi cara
Le gusto bastante
Ahora mismo ya estás pensando:
Qué responderme, cómo matarme
Te tengo una mala noticia
Yo escuché tu tema y me cagué de risa
Sólo que no dejo que nadie me joda
Por eso te jodo con esta paliza
¿No tené' una hija? Ponete la' pila'
¿Qué pasa? ¿Te duele que rime la real?
¿Qué escupa en tu cara las verdades frías
Y exponga tu vida como vos la mía?
(Che) No me caés bien
Tampoco tenés nivel
Tenés problemas con todos
Fijate qué es lo que hacés
Vos presumís de arma y robo
Tremenda estupidéz
Vos presumís de droga y plata
Porque amor no tenés
Mamén, no me caés bien
Tampoco tenés nivel
Tenés problemas con todos
Fijate qué es lo que hacés
Vos presumís de arma y robo
Tremenda estupidéz
Vos presumís de droga y plata
Porque amor no tenés
Yo vine a coserte la boca, ponerte los puntos
Sacar tu careta pa' fuera
¿Me atacás a mi? Me defienden mis letras
Te pegan el doble mejor no te metas
No me respetaste: cometela entera
Querías ganarme y ganaste un esquema
En el que te demuestro que sos la mentira
Más grande que parió el planeta
Quedate de jeta y hacé las maletas
Aunque ni siquiera, no creo que nadie te quiera
Pero eso es tú culpa, no la de los demás
Si vos no cambiás te consume la pena
Y darte con la droga más dura no cura el problema
Sólo lo exagera
Y no venga' a decirme que sos de la Sheka
Que eso lo escuchamos en todos tus temas
Y yo estoy seguro que me va a responder
Porque le duele en el cora y no sabe que mierda hacer
Porque se siente zarpado con frases que le tiré
Porque no dije su nombre y todos saben quien es
Mamén, y yo estoy seguro que me va a responder
Porque le duele en el cora y no sabe que mierda hacer
Porque se siente zarpado con frases que le tiré
Porque no dije su nombre y todos saben quien es

Q.E.D.P

Give me a beer, my compa, or a red wine
Your friend came silly, it's hard for him not to be different
What pum, what pam, how's Dad? I brought you strict rap
Pa'that you don't come to talk and criticize me to...' the rhythms
I do everything, I don't limit myself
I write to myself, I record myself, I release it on the microphone
And I'm laughing my ass off at tol' panorama
They think they're really good' and they only have fame
That's the difference; I don't do drama
And I arm myself porrito 'with all' my 'corduroy'
And I enjoy life, family, and rhymes
I'm so jealous of the whole band.
Bad man! But quiet
I shot an arrow in the air and almost killed my neighbor
One and a half meters away from becoming a fugitive
Sometimes being an idiot brings you closer to being a murderer
But luckily that wasn't the case bro
That's how I spend it
I almost stopped the flow.
Daddy, who is underground?
Fuck your life, rhyming fan
Polluting Hip Hop
They're the ruin, they're not niggas
And they don't rhyme a line
The gifts I have I take them out everywhere
Art zone
Se' rapper tells me that I'm afraid of him
I have more 'egg than you' ignorant
Do you want to give me life lessons?
Put down the phallops and then talk to me
That shit will burn your brain
And seriously asshole you're a salami
Let's see, let's think about it together
Where did this problem start?
You threw me away because you believed
That I was shaming your baby
I don't blame you, you have your point.
But someone doesn't close me
You did the same with a rapper.
Piece of bitch
How many songs did you make for me?
Am I really that important?
Can't write a letter; who thinks about my face
He likes me quite a lot
Can't write a letter; who thinks about my face
He likes me quite a lot
You're already thinking right now:
What to answer me, how to kill me
I have some bad news for you
I heard your song and I shat laughing
I just don't let anyone fuck with me
That's why I fuck you with this beating
Don't I have a daughter? Put on the 'pile'
What's the matter? Does it hurt that the real one rhymes?
What spits cold truths in your face
And expose your life as you expose mine?
(Che) I don't like you
You also have no level
You have problems with everyone
Look at what you are doing
You are bragging about gun and robbery
Tremendous stupidity
You boast of drugs and silver
Because you don't have love
Mom, I don't like you
You also have no level
You have problems with everyone
Look at what you are doing
You are bragging about gun and robbery
Tremendous stupidity
You boast of drugs and silver
Because you don't have love
I came to sew up your mouth, put the stitches on
Take your mask off pa' outside
Are you attacking me? My letters defend me
They hit you twice as much better don't get involved
You didn't respect me: commit the whole thing
You wanted to beat me and you won a scheme
In which I show you that you are the lie
The biggest that gave birth to the planet
Stay calm and pack your bags
Although not even, I don't think anyone loves you
But that's your fault, not everyone else's
If you don't change you are consumed by grief
And giving you the hardest drug doesn't cure the problem
He just exaggerates it
And don't come ' to tell me that you're from the Sheka
That we hear that in all your topics
And I'm sure he's going to answer me
Because it hurts in his core and he doesn't know what the fuck to do
'Cause he's feeling washed up with phrases that I threw at him
Because I didn't say his name and everyone knows who he is
Mom, and I'm sure she's going to answer me
Because it hurts in his core and he doesn't know what the fuck to do
'Cause he's feeling washed up with phrases that I threw at him
Because I didn't say his name and everyone knows who he is