Pa' La Calle
Oye de la calle somos, en la calle vamos a morir,
Por que a la calle pertenecemos.
(pre-coro)
En mi barrio hay silencio ya es de
Madrugada los adictos buscando su cura
Y los tiradores haciendo lana, escucha
Bien mi pana la pobresa es mi madre y
La felicidad se va por la ventana.
Ja ja ja ja ja...
(rap1)
Gracias dios mio, porque aun respiro
Por darme el talento, pa' poder ayudar a los mio
Pa' seguir brillando y llevar en alto el cacerio
(el cacerio jajaja!) y te pido mil disculpas por
Meterme tanto en lios, pero de los golpes eh aprendido
Que por lucio' en un par de avenidas me e visto bien jodido
Pero asi es motivo pa' seguir hacia delante
Ya no soy delincuente, ahora soy cantante
El bacalao reparte brillando entre los gigante
Si inventas con mi combo los mio van a matarte
(jajajaja!) socio salte, y el respeto no me falte
O te mando un par de viajes pa' que nunca te levante.
(coro)
Estan sintiendo la presion por que estoy quemando
Liga, po' encima vente que te espero aqui en la cima. (x4)
(rap2)
De la calle vengo, que si a la calle yo me ire
Pirateao les ganare y muertos a toitos los vere
Es un porceso largo y te juro que vencere en las
Pacas anteriores te dije que te mueres, sigo de pie
Ya no hay cosaco los de cien, si hay mejor que yo
Habla claro, dime quien fockin b..... ahora es que me
Vo' a lucir si navegas por aqui huele bicho te vas a
Undir, demaciao de puente de arrebato bajando los
Care pato reparto el joyete sin necesidad de contrato
Contigo no hay trato, lo que hay es maltrato, no me ronkes
De millores que tu eres un clava pato'.
En mi barrio hay silencio y ya es de madrugada seguimos
Haciando la lana si quieres un featuring, si jodes con mi combo
Te cagas, si jodes con doble dize solito te apaga.
(coro)
Estan sintiendo la presion por que estoy quemando
Liga, po' encima vente que te espero aqui en la cima. (x4)
(creditos)
Huyyy pa' todo mi combo de la calle pa to's los caserios (valencia)
Pa to'a esa gente que me apoya los quiero con cojones, esto es un
Regalo pa' la carretera, pa que lo pongan a sonar en el veis...( ja ja ja
Ja ja ja ja...). estan sintiendo la presion po' encima, estan sintiendo la
Presion po' encima, estan sintiendo la presion po' encima.
Con el caracol le cambio el rostro de color.
Doble dize music, supre yai, tkt, michael gizi, my nigga what's up
Full record's (prrrrr) oye phantom (aja) estamo' aqui
Doble dize music, full record's motherfucker, seguimos full, dime
Doble u, tu sabes gordo que los tenemos enterrao' (ja ja ja ja...)
Estan sintiendo la presion po' encima, estan sintiendo la presion
Po' encima, estan sintiendo la presion po' encima, el combo que no
Se deja nunca.
Fuck you cabron, tirate que esto es pa' ti pa' que te piques
Dale, tirate que me voy hacer millonario contigo lambe bicho
(ja ja ja ja...).
To the Streets
Listen, we're from the streets, we'll die on the streets,
Because we belong to the streets.
(pre-chorus)
In my hood, it's silent, it's already
Early morning, addicts looking for their fix
And shooters making money, listen
Well, my friend, poverty is my mother and
Happiness goes out the window.
Ha ha ha ha ha...
(verse 1)
Thank you, my god, for still breathing
For giving me the talent to help my own
To keep shining and representing the hood
(the hood hahaha!) and I apologize a thousand times for
Getting into so much trouble, but from the hits I've learned
That for showing off in a couple of avenues, I've been in deep trouble
But that's a reason to keep moving forward
I'm no longer a criminal, now I'm a singer
The cod distributes shining among the giants
If you mess with my crew, mine will kill you
(hahaha!) partner, watch out, and don't disrespect me
Or I'll send you on a couple of trips so you never get up.
(chorus)
They're feeling the pressure because I'm burning
Up, come over, I'll be waiting for you at the top. (x4)
(verse 2)
I come from the streets, if I go to the streets
I'll beat them and see them all dead
It's a long process and I swear I'll win in the
Previous rounds I told you you'd die, I'm still standing
There's no one like me, if there's someone better than me
Speak up, tell me who the f*** is now that I'm
Going to shine if you sail around here, it smells like trouble
You'll sink, too much bridge in a rush going down the
Duck care I distribute the loot without the need for a contract
There's no deal with you, there's abuse, don't talk
About bulls*** that you're a loser.
In my hood, it's silent and it's already early morning, we keep
Making money if you want a featuring, if you mess with my crew
You're screwed, if you mess with double dize, you're done.
(chorus)
They're feeling the pressure because I'm burning
Up, come over, I'll be waiting for you at the top. (x4)
(credits)
Oh, to all my crew from the streets to all the hoods (valencia)
To all those people who support me, I love you to death, this is a
Gift for the road, so they can play it on the radio...(ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha...). they're feeling the pressure, they're feeling the
Pressure, they're feeling the pressure.
With the snail, I change the color of your face.
Double dize music, supre yai, tkt, michael gizi, my nigga what's up
Full record's (prrrrr) listen phantom (yeah) we're here
Double dize music, full record's motherf***er, we keep going strong, tell
Double u, you know fatso that we have them buried (ha ha ha ha...)
They're feeling the pressure, they're feeling the pressure
They're feeling the pressure, the crew that never
Backs down.
F*** you a**hole, come at me, this is for you so you get pissed
Go ahead, come at me, I'm going to become a millionaire with you, b**** licker
(ha ha ha ha...).