Текст и перевод песни Zaki - En Todas Partes

En Todas Partes

Por todos los demonios eliminando babylonios
Uso rimar palabras para dar mi testimonio
Si en mi contorno no acepto un solo estorbo
Solo quienes rimamos a lo que ready to rumble, nigga
Im this mother fucker ...
Concentración total entre mi flow junto a my spirit
Yes una misión por completar que para mi les diré
Con sinceridad no se si aun quiero cumplirles
Good damn tell me who im
Solo debo rapear y van a recordar my name, aja
No te compares you and my are not the same
Toda la people in the house que me suban las manos bien en alto
Soy de Sivar pero no asalto salto
Con el rap porque me dio lo que me falto
Si pongo la magia para los que venden palco
Pero no entran en la cancha de nuestra jungla de asfalto
Negro press los arranco de raíz
You never have the lever para componer like this
Si no me detuvieron cuando solo hacia frees
Igual se tienen que aguantar este empujón de beatriz beatch
De mi parte es mejor que se aparten
No voy a perder una linea mas en contestarte
No hagan su parte si conmigo no comparten
Mi manera de pensar es tan marcial como my rap de darkness
Te di ilusión de lo que imparte
El emisor de lo que no enseñan fotos en cartel
Es después destruyo en cuatro partes
Masterizaciones innecesarias a rilas masters
Master no me hace falta ser el faster
Si tengo suficiente con mis barras en el sartén
Si el verdadero rap nunca va a sonar gangster
El real rap real suena real en todas partes primo

Everywhere

For all the demons eliminating Babylonians
I use rhyming words to give my testimony
If in my surroundings I don't accept a single hindrance
Only those of us who rhyme are ready to rumble, girl
I'm this mother fucker ...
Total concentration between my flow and my spirit
Yes, a mission to complete that I will tell you about
Honestly, I don't know if I still want to fulfill them
Good damn tell me who I am
I just have to rap and they will remember my name, yeah
Don't compare yourself, you and I are not the same
All the people in the house raise your hands high for me
I'm from Sivar but I don't assault, I jump
With rap because it gave me what I lacked
If I put the magic for those who sell box seats
But they don't enter the field of our asphalt jungle
Black press I tear them out by the roots
You never have the lever to compose like this
If they didn't stop me when I was just doing freestyles
They still have to endure this push from Beatriz, bitch
It's better for them to stay away from me
I'm not going to waste another line answering you
Don't do your part if you don't share with me
My way of thinking is as martial as my darkness rap
I gave you the illusion of what it imparts
The issuer of what photos on posters don't teach
It is then destroyed in four parts
Unnecessary mastering to released masters
Master, I don't need to be the fastest
If I have enough with my bars in the pan
If real rap will never sound gangster
Real real rap sounds real everywhere, cousin