Shars 2020 - Al Safir

Shars 2020 - Al Safir

  • Year of release: 2020
  • Language: Spanish
  • Duration: 3:05

Below is the lyrics of the song Shars 2020 , artist - Al Safir with translation

Lyrics " Shars 2020 "

Original text with translation

Shars 2020

Al Safir

Original text

Me lo estaban pidiendo

Pues yo lo saco y nos quedamos tos' contentos

Que ni lo he escrito, pero ya sé de qué va esto

S H A R S por supuesto

Con las mismas que me subo al gym me subo al tren

Con las mismas que me subo al escenario bajo a por papel

Vuelvo de empalme no hay pa' hotel

Y yo cada vez que pueda Golden Boyz al cartel

Y mientras los wannabes cogiendo cheese de mi nombre

Pero la baja calidad al final se rompe

Porque se nota cuándo es puro y cuándo es corte

No identificado, clasifícame aparte

Sudo, sueños o pesadillas

Me acuerdo de ti, me falta el aire, me pongo en cuclillas

Te me has clavado como una astilla

Me has dejado caer, me empujaste sin barandilla

Te has quedado sin cuchillos en la cocina

Así que tira, lo peor de mi vida

Seguir contigo hubiese sido un atentado suicida

Jugar con sida, tenerte consentida

Perder el puto tiempo en algo que no sentías y paso piba

Y yo, sigo a la mía cada vez menos 4 real

Besos que creía que no eran solo compañía

Si no parte de mi vida, pero mira

Estoy corriendo a 200 por hora así que tira

Uno sin ti, ni siquiera he vuelto a verte

Claro que he vuelto a sentir, pero no ha sido tan fuerte

Son dos casi ya que no me ponen los grilletes

Y no encuentro por Madrid a chavales del modulo 7

Si no es el viejo dime tú quién me avala

Si mi hermano mata a alguien yo aparezco con pala

Porque sé que si disparo él me recoge las balas

Y nos vamos pa' la casa y aquí no ha pasado nada

Lo tengo en London, carrera de fondo

Mi hermanito desde porras en el rondo

El mar por medio, pero estilo hombro con hombro

La música va bien, mano yo te traigo pronto

Con el mechero boca bajo prenso mora y cuajo

Me apoyo en la ventana y me acuerdo de tanto

Y me lo fumo por haber salido del paso

Y por seguir en las mismas sin hacer ni puto caso

Qué tengo que pensar de qué, si ya me ha quedado claro

Me llevé la negra si quieres te la regalo

Que baje a por ella con la escusa de ir drogado

Con la herida abierta del puñal de mi hermano

Pero mira loco, son mil lecciones de vida

No te fíes de tu amigo, ni te fíes de tu piba

Porque muchos te la pegan, porque otros se las piran

Y once de cada diez promesas son mentira

A cachitos como Camel yo comiendo ramen

Claro que he escrito algún tema pa' que me llames

Como he jugado a medio gas pa' que me ganen

Y han tenido que venir cinco furgones pa' que me paren

Me cuadro con el diablo, yo me escribo otro cuadro

Caballo ganador, duerme lejos del establo

Que pa' decir tonterías mejor me callo

Y tú a dónde vas de gangster si mataron a Pablo

Me tratan distinto como si no fuese el de antes

Yo sé quién tengo al lao' por mil mensajes que me manden

Entre lo bueno y lo malo, entre mis dos partes

No sé si lo hago bien, sé que lo hago a lo grande

Ni casa ni cama, ni dinero ni fama

Ni tu piba ni otra vida ni oro puro en la tana

Que yo también sé de penas que se hacen drama

Así que me fumo otro porro, y hasta mañana

Song translation

they were asking me

Well, I take it out and we're all happy

I haven't even written it, but I already know what this is about

S H A R S of course

With the same ones that I get on the gym I get on the train

With the same ones that I get on the stage I go down for paper

I come back from the junction, there is no hotel

And I whenever I can Golden Boyz to the cartel

And while the wannabes getting cheese from my name

But the low quality in the end breaks

Because you can tell when it's pure and when it's cut

Not identified, class me separately

sweat, dreams or nightmares

I remember you, I'm short of breath, I squat

you stuck me like a splinter

You have let me fall, you pushed me without a railing

You have run out of knives in the kitchen

So throw away, the worst of my life

Staying with you would have been a suicide bombing

Play with aids, have you spoiled

Wasting fucking time on something you didn't feel and it happened girl

And I, I follow mine less and less 4 real

Kisses that I thought weren't just company

If not part of my life, but look

I'm running 200 an hour so pull

One without you, I haven't even seen you again

Sure I've felt again, but it hasn't been as strong

There are almost two since they do not put the shackles on me

And I can't find kids from module 7 in Madrid

If it is not the old one, tell me who supports me

If my brother kills someone I show up with a shovel

Because I know that if I shoot he picks up my bullets

And we go home and nothing has happened here

Got it in London, long distance run

My little brother from batons in the rondo

The sea in the middle, but shoulder to shoulder style

The music is going well, man, I'll bring you soon

With the lighter upside down, I press blackberry and rennet

I lean on the window and I remember so much

And I smoke it for having gotten out of trouble

And for continuing in the same way without paying any fucking attention

What do I have to think about what, if it has already become clear to me

I took the black one if you want I'll give it to you

Let him go down for her with the excuse of being drugged

With the open wound of my brother's dagger

But look crazy, there are a thousand life lessons

Don't trust your friend, don't trust your girl

Because many hit you, because others lose it

And eleven out of ten promises are lies

Little pieces like Camel me eating ramen

Of course I have written a song for you to call me

As I have played at half throttle so that they beat me

And five vans had to come to stop me

I paint with the devil, I write another painting

Winning horse, sleep away from the stable

What to say nonsense I better shut up

And where are you going as a gangster if they killed Pablo

They treat me differently as if I were not the same as before

I know who I have next door for a thousand messages that they send me

Between the good and the bad, between my two parts

I don't know if I'm doing it right, I know I'm doing it big

Neither house nor bed, nor money nor fame

Neither your girl nor another life nor pure gold in the tanana

That I also know of sorrows that become drama

So I smoke another joint, and see you tomorrow

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