Vela Por Tu Vida

Watch Over Your Life

Vela Por Tu Vida

"Sometimes you feel tight..."Algunas veces te sientes apretado...
You feel weak...Te sientes debil...
And when you feel weak...Y cuando te sientes debil...
You think you’re gonna give up...Sientes que vas a rendirte...
But you gotta dig deep inside...Pero tienes que buscar de lo mas profundo de tu interior...
Find a strength that won’t let you...Una fuerza, que no lo permite...
That helps you fight, and fight...Que te ayuda a luchar, y luchar...
And pushes you...Y te empuja...
To reach the top...Para llegar a la cima...
Wooo..."Wooo..."

Watch over your lifeVela por tu vida
Don’t go on a tripNo te vallas en viaje
In living my lifeEn vivir mi vida
I’m a singer who’s had highs and lowsSoy un cantante que ha tenido exitos y caidas
Personally, huhEn lo personal, jum
No need to sayNi que se diga
Bullets have grazed meBalas me han rozado
And one almost cost me my lifeY por poco una me costaba la vida
Raise your handsAlzen las manos
All you who envy meTodos los que a mi me envidian
You can’t imagine what I do day by dayNo se imaginan lo que ago dia a dia
I live life every dayVivo la vida todos los dias
Like it’s a farewellComo es despedida
With my crew of the NunsCon el corillo de las Monjas
Smoking weedFumando marimba
You don’t have the flowTu no tienes flow
You don’t have the gunTampoco tienes gun
You brag in your songsTe guillas en las canciones
About being a tough guyDe que eres un matón
In the movie you live as a gangsterEn la pelicula que vives de gangsters
You don’t roll with the real onesNo metes cabras
Don’t make this skinny guy slap youNo hagas que este flaco te de un bofetón
I’m RastaSoy Rasta
The man of the momentEl hombre del momento
I give you one upTe doy uno arriba
And the rest so you can jump on the concreteY los demas para que brinques en el cemento
I am who I amSoy como soy
And not like that wannabe ******Y no como el lambon de ******
You wanna be like meTu quieres ser como yo
Or like the rapper TempoO como el rapero Tempo
Cardboard tough guysBichotes de cartón
You diss me in your songsMe tira en tus canciones
To feel like a manPa' sentirte hombre
But I’m not satisfiedPero no estoy conforme
I’d like to send you on a tripQuisiera mandarte un viaje
With my damn chainCon mi maldita cadena
Leave the mark of Illegal Life Records on your headDejarte el sello de Illegal Life Records en tu cabeza

That’s my lifeAsi es mi vida
That’s who I amAsi soy yo
That’s how "Illegal Life" and "New Records" liveAsi vive "Illegal Life" y "New Records"
My song, my flow, my showMy song, my flow, my show
My gun, you knowMy gun, you know
And get wrapped up in my songY envuelvete con mi canción
They want to see me dieMe quieren ver morir
Come for meVengan por mi
If you wanna kill meSi quieren matarme
I won’t dieNo moriré
My song, my flow, my showMy song, my flow, my show
My gun, you knowMy gun, you know
And get wrapped up in my songY envuelvete con mi canción

Since the nineties I’ve been singing in the projectsDesde los noventas canto en residenciales
I smoke every day, I kill with metalFumo todos los dias, mato con metales
I don’t make peace with anyoneCon nadie hago las pases
And don’t cross the lineY no te pases
Because if you push itQue si te prospasas
You’ll die at your front doorMoriras en la puerta de tu casa
With the crew Glock, .40 full, thirty-round clipsCon el corillo Glock, .40 full, peines de treinta
With me, no one messes aroundConmigo nadie inventa
Because whoever shows upPues llego quien llega
Baby Rasta, the one with the fortyBaby Rasta, el de la cuarenta
And don’t provoke me to kill you with my lyricsY no provoques que te mate con mi letra
You’re fakeTu eres feca
You’re not fit for this warNo estas apto para esta guerra
You’ll bleed out in a damn ditchMoriras sangrado en una puta cuneta
I’m street, you’re not streetYo soy calle, tu no eres calle
And you know itY tu lo sabes
And it’s better you don’t slip with meY es mejor que conmigo no te resbales
I was born alone, I mess with no one, I fight aloneNaci solo, jodo solo, guerreo solo
And against you, against anyone, I’ll take you downY contra ti, contra cualquiera yo me jodo
I don’t need to hang with gangsters, broNo me la tengo que pasar con gangsters, pai'
I don’t flaunt chains that aren’t mine, broNo aparento con cadenas que no es mia, pai'
To bring peace here in the club, broPara sacar la paz aqui en la discoteca, pai'
To have to front with a bottle of champagnePara tener que frontear con una botella de champagne
These fools think they’re SupermanEstos cabrones se creen Superman
All this while we kill each other and don’t mess with me anymoreA todas estas nos matamos y no me jodas mas

That’s my lifeAsi es mi vida
That’s who I amAsi soy yo
That’s how "Illegal Life" and "New Records" liveAsi vive "Illegal Life" y "New Records"
My song, my flow, my showMy song, my flow, my show
My gun, you knowMy gun, you know
And get wrapped up in my songY envuelvete con mi canción
They want to see me dieMe quieren ver morir
Come for meVengan por mi
If you wanna kill meSi quieren matarme
I won’t dieNo moriré
My song, my flow, my showMy song, my flow, my show
My gun, you knowMy gun, you know
And get wrapped up in my songY envuelvete con mi canción

(They should all die!)(Que se mueran!)
(All die!)(Todos mueran!)
(With a shot to the head!)(De un tiro en la cabeza!)
(Out of envy, let them all die!)(Por envidia todos mueran!)
(With a shot to the head!)(De un tiro en la cabeza!)

"Oh, oh, oh baby..."Ay, ay, ay papito...
This is just a little...Esto es un poquito...
Of what’s to come in 'Sentenced'...De lo que puede venir en "Sentenciados"...
You all, don’t threaten me with dull knives...Ustedes, no me amenazen con cuchillos sin filos...
I don’t mess with anyone in the club or with a crew to roll deep...No me paso con nadie en la discoteca ni con corillo pa' meter cabras...
You know it...Tu lo sabes...
Sonic...Sonic...
You hit another one for the collection of Baby Rasta and Gringo...Distes otro palo mas pa' la colección de Baby Rasta y Gringo...
And this time I’m booking you, because I don’t sell dreams when it comes to booking...Y esta vez te pauto, porque yo no vendo sueños a la hora de pautar...
Sooo...Sooo...
Bear with me!Soportenme!
The Score!The Score!
You know who I am!Tu sabes quien soy!
The Score, what!The Score, what!
The Score, what!The Score, what!
The Score!The Score!
Ah, Nando?Ah, Nando?
Like we’re not afraid of anyone!Como que no le tenemos miedo a nadie!

(Out of envy, let them all die!)(Por envidia todos mueran!)
(With a shot to the head!)(De un tiro en la cabeza!)

Wooh!Wooh!
*ch-chak**ch-chak*
Oh...Ay...
Haha!"Jaja!