Back 90s - Lfam, Dudu, Charflex

Back 90s - Lfam, Dudu, Charflex

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: Spanish
  • Duration: 3:13

Below is the lyrics of the song Back 90s , artist - Lfam, Dudu, Charflex with translation

Lyrics " Back 90s "

Original text with translation

Back 90s

Lfam, Dudu, Charflex

Original text

Camino por la calle con la conciencia tranquila

Te vendo lo que quieras, pero hermano, no se fía

No, no, la amistad y el dinero no se mezcla

Es un veneno que te cierra to’as las puertas (ouh)

Han infectado tu sistema de creencias

Te dejarías humillar por uno de 50. (¡ja!)

Ni todos los morados cambiarían mi conciencia

Yo voy contra corriente, siempre mantengo mi esencia (okay)

El dinero es un papel que se evapora como el agua

Te ponen un billete y rápido caes en la trampa (wouh)

Se acercan por tu pasta, pero a ti eso te encanta

Los fajos de billetes no te llaman, los espantas

Todos son muy bastas, pero quieren guardaespaldas

Intentas ser real y no respaldas lo que cantas

Yo no tiro pintas, yo no tiro gangas

Yo soy de otro rollo, nunca he perseguido el oro

Mi traumas en un folio, nunca he sido de psicólogo

Mi vida la resumo entera dentro de un monólogo

A ti los psíquicos te miden la energía

Pero no me contaminan, yo siempre me vengo arriba

Intentan afrenarte pa' que seas como ellos

Pero tu siempre septivo, siéntelo, tu puedes verlos

Vivo al día como puedo, intento pensar positivo

Aunque hay días que no puedo, levantarse es un castigo (damn)

Pero hermano, yo aquí sigo, doy la cara por los míos

Gente noble con sus caras, no vendidos dobles caras

Sonrisas a la cara y puñala's a las espaldas

No hace falta tener balas, te mataron tus palabras (uh)

¡Homie!

Soy como Yoda, llevo a los niños al graffiti, no a la droga

¡Homie!

(hey, wait out, wait out, wait out)

La hermana del Dragón Blanco, el verdadero despertar

Tarde tiempo en darme cuenta

En la Tierra hay muchas energías y hay que comprenderlas

Práctico mis habilidades, no las mermo

Cuando Laura da el guión no me gusta, rapido me alejo

He vuelto a conectar con mis sentidos-sentidos

Valiente, preguntón y contestón, como cuando era niño

Cueros se juntan con cueros, primo-primo

Igual que un G se junta con reales, un saludo pa' los míos

¡Te cuentan la movie y yo la escrito!

(ja)

¿Qué te pasó Yung Beef, cuando te cruzaste conmigo?

Si me pongo pa' ti yo te lo meto

Queda satisfecha, como si un trío con dos tipos te hubiera da’o la noche entera

(uh)

No soy nuevo, ¿qué te piensas?

Compay, yo empecé en el justo antes que retiraran las pesetas

Donde tu lo ves tranquilo yo de activo

Donde tu lo ves activo yo tranquilo, metro y pinto

Me entra la cura, huele a basura

Yo ando tranquilo y tu en to’s los barrios en busca

Contesta una pregunta con sinceridad:

¿Cómo sienta que toda España sepa que no eres real?

Vergüenza me daría haber para’o contigo

Medio loco, afeminado, desnutrido, busca líos

Tienes el síndrome de Peter Pan

Como el perico no te sube ahora le pegas al crac'

Gente del bajo astral que no me representa

Sus temas me hablan de sexo, drogas, armas y violencia

Que si te mato y te jalo, que si te quito tu cuero

¿Que pensaría tu nieto de lo que haría su abuelo?

(bitch)

Song translation

I walk down the street with a clear conscience

I sell you what you want, but brother, do not trust

No, no, friendship and money don't mix

It is a poison that closes all the doors (ouh)

They have infected your belief system

You would let yourself be humiliated by one of 50. (ha!)

Not all the purple ones would change my conscience

I go against the current, I always maintain my essence (okay)

Money is a piece of paper that evaporates like water

They give you a ticket and you quickly fall into the trap (wouh)

They come for your dough, but you love that

The wads of bills don't call you, you scare them away

They are all very coarse, but they want bodyguards

You try to be real and don't back what you sing

I don't throw pints, I don't throw bargains

I am of another roll, I have never chased gold

My traumas in a sheet, I have never been a psychologist

I summarize my entire life in a monologue

Psychics measure your energy

But they do not contaminate me, I always come up

They try to restrain you so that you are like them

But you're always septive, feel it, you can see them

I live from day to day as I can, I try to think positive

Although there are days that I can't, getting up is a punishment (damn)

But brother, I'm still here, I stand up for mine

Noble people with their faces, not sold double faces

Smiles to the face and stabs to the back

No need to have bullets, your words killed you (uh)

homie!

I'm like Yoda, I take the kids to graffiti not drugs

homie!

(Hey, wait out, wait out, wait out)

The White Dragon's Sister, the True Awakening

It took me a while to realize

On Earth there are many energies and you have to understand them

I practice my skills, I don't diminish them

When Laura gives the script I don't like it, I quickly walk away

I have reconnected with my senses-senses

Brave, question and answer, like when he was a child

Leathers meet leathers, cousin-cousin

Just like a G meets real, a greeting to my people

They tell you the movie and I write it!

(ha)

What happened to you Yung Beef, when you came across me?

If I put it on for you, I'll put it on you

She is satisfied, as if a threesome with two guys had given you the whole night

(uh)

I'm not new, what do you think?

Compay, I started in the right before they withdrew the pesetas

Where you see him calm and I active

Where you see it active I calm down, meter and paint

I get the cure, it smells like garbage

I am calm and you are in all the neighborhoods looking for

Answer one question honestly:

How do you feel that all of Spain knows that you are not real?

I would be ashamed to have stopped with you

Half crazy, effeminate, malnourished, looking for trouble

Do you have Peter Pan syndrome?

As the parakeet does not raise you now you hit the crack'

People from the lower astral that do not represent me

His songs talk to me about sex, drugs, weapons and violence

What if I kill you and pull you, what if I take your leather

What would your grandson think of what his grandfather would make of him?

(bitch)

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