Текст и перевод песни Yaga & Mackie - All Eyes On Me

All Eyes On Me

Compañía demasiado de fuerte
Te deseo suerte cuando salga el mackiavelico,
Sorry heila cuando quiero verte
Vas a sorprenderte tu quieres ser de mi equipo,
Corro por la mía, maldita rata no hagas que me vire,
Ponte derecho ponte en el cuatro en el pecho,
Full records, creador del plan mackiavelico
Como carajos piensan detenernos,
Yo se que esta mas loco que el negrito a ti te tire
Noche esta becho voy a zumbarte pal techo
Full records, creador del plan mackiavelico
Como carajos piensan detenernos, sorry

Todos los ojos en mi, sigan fijándose en mi,
No pueden vivir sin mí, sigan copiando de mi (bis2)

Mi pasador te lleno y eso a ti te endiabla
He corrió el mundo pegao en Arabia,
Lo mió es clásico y no muere como la fania,
Lo tuyo es envidia o admiración con rabia,
Todos los ojos en mi van a enloquecer,
Usan gafas oscuras pa no dejarse ver,
No es tan difícil saber que es una nueva era
Que se van a morir si no evolucionan

Me quiere ver tan mal que ya has quedao hasta cegado
Te hubiera matao con el pistolon hace rato,
Me da un break y no te has quitao,
Masoquista con tu mismo combo ta enfangao,
No tires bulla tu no eres gangsta
Nosotros somos real tu eres fanta
Tu libre te espiro ya tu no cantas
Pídele un trabajo nuevo a santa

Todos los ojos en mi, sigan fijándose en mi,
No pueden vivir sin mí, sigan copiando de mi (bis2)

All Eyes On Me

Lady, your company is too strong
I wish you luck when the devil's out
Sorry, baby, when I want to see you
You're going to be surprised, you want to be on my team
I run for my own, damn rat, don't make me turn around
Stand up straight, put yourself in the four on your chest
Full records, creator of the Machiavellian plan
How the hell do they think they're going to stop us?
I know this is crazier than that little black boy I shot you with
Tonight is the night, I'm going to take you to the roof
Full records, creator of the Machiavellian plan
How the hell do they think they're going to stop us? Sorry

All eyes on me, keep looking at me
You can't live without me, keep copying me (bis2)

My plug got you hooked and it drives you crazy
I've run the world, stuck in Arabia
Mine is classic and never dies like the Fania
Yours is envy or admiration with rage
All eyes on me, they're going to go crazy
They wear sunglasses so they don't get seen
It's not so hard to know that it's a new era
That they're going to die if they don't evolve

You want to see me so bad that you have gone blind
I would have killed you with the pistol a long time ago
Give me a break, you haven't left
Masochist with your own combo, you're stuck
Don't talk nonsense, you're not a gangster
We're real, you're fake
You're free, I'm about to finish you off, you don't sing anymore
Ask Santa for a new job

All eyes on me, keep looking at me
You can't live without me, keep copying me (bis2)