Rules Game - T&k
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Rules Game - T&k

  • Year of release: 2016
  • Language: Spanish
  • Duration: 2:41

Below is the lyrics of the song Rules Game , artist - T&k with translation

Lyrics " Rules Game "

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Rules Game

T&k

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Aquel señor que le encantan nuestros proyectos

Que va a nuestro directo a ver si nos sale perfecto

Excepto, critica la rima y el dialecto

Bardea a los que no entienden nunca aprende lo correcto

No vio ni lo niega, te roba y lo niega

Pero todos lo ven y con su sien se queda ciegas

Ser diferente es ser distinto

Y me criaron pa' rapear y ver como las caras pinto

Pinto, delante de este laberinto grande

Donde quieren ser primeros sin haber pateado antes

Salen de su casa de casualidad (¿Cómo?)

Y quieren ser hip hop en una compu y no es verdad

Ponganle la mano al que madrugo por ustedes

Le enseñe lo poco que se y deje de ver que sucede

Que soy un falso, la gota rebalso el lago

Que yo no soy real, si olieran a la mierda que cago

Apago todas las pavadas que me dicen

Que aprendí dos, tres huevadas y deje de ser humilde

Chupenla, pónganse en mi lugar

Y cuando aprendan lo que aprendo, van a dejar de jugar

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(Así son las reglas del juego mi hermano)

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(Tarde o temprano se aprende todo)

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(Escribiendo clasicos me represento)

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(You know who rules the game, uh)

Aquel señor claro ese mismo

Que nos la corre de nigga vestido todo de… (Shhh)

Fuiste la cara del país

Y nos hiciste la vergüenza en el extranjero infeliz

Hace freestyle por dos pesos, quiere guita de algún modo

Y es que la quiere pegar, no laburar como hacen todos

Yo no me agrando me hago agrio

Y le agradezco mi flow agresivo arruinando mis ganglios

En cambio que, yo no soy un busca fama

Porque grabo con los grandes y mantengo en pie la llama

No saben nada, júzguenme

Porque quiero hacer hip hop hasta donde la sien me de

Esto no es comercio, necio, hace silencio

Que ponemos guita del bolsillo y no vemos ni un peso

Yo voy Uniendo Zonas siendo la misma persona

El tiempo evoluciona y al que no, no lo perdona

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That gentleman who loves our projects

That he goes to our direct to see if it turns out perfect

Except, he criticizes the rhyme and the dialect

Barde those who don't understand never learn the right thing

He did not see or deny it, he steals from you and denies it

But everyone sees him and with his temple he goes blind

To be different is to be different

And they raised me to rap and see how I paint faces

I paint, in front of this big labyrinth

Where they want to be first without kicking before

They leave their house by chance (How?)

And they want to be hip hop on a computer and it's not true

Put your hand to the one who got up early for you

I taught him what little I know and stop seeing what happens

That I am a fake, the drop overflowed the lake

That I am not real, if they smelled like the shit that I shit

I turn off all the nonsense that they tell me

That I learned two, three stupid things and stop being humble

Suck it, put yourself in my place

And when they learn what I learn, they'll stop playing

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(Those are the rules of the game my brother)

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(Sooner or later you learn everything)

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(Writing classics I represent myself)

You know the rules to the game

You know the rules to the game

(You know who rules the game, uh)

That gentleman of course that same

Let us run from a nigga dressed all in… (Shhh)

You were the face of the country

And you made us the shame in the unhappy foreigner

He does freestyle for two pesos, he wants twine somehow

And it is that he wants to hit her, not work like everyone does

I don't get sour, I get sour

And I thank you for my aggressive flow ruining my ganglia

Instead, I'm not a fame seeker

Because I record with the greats and I keep the flame alive

You know nothing, judge me

Because I want to do hip hop as far as the temple gives me

This is not trade, fool, keep quiet

That we put pocket money and we don't see a single peso

I go Uniting Zones being the same person

Time evolves and those who don't, don't forgive

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