Seguiré Siendo el Mismo - Triple XXX

Eres lo unico que me mantiene vivo y con ganas,

la unica motivacion para despertama mañana,

mis sueños estaban rotos,

y tu traistes la alegria,

eras ese encendedor que este porro encendia,

eres la luz, mi noches, mis dias, mi boo,

el sentimiento mas puro que senti nunca, tu,

si quise a alguien mas que a mi eras tu,

crei en una vida en la que todo eras tu,

rien de tous, mi inspiracion se fue de tour,

me he quedado mas solo que la una, waiting for you …

aqui los dias se levantan con el sol en to lo alto,

par mi siempre esta nublado, porque te fuistes de mi lado,

me dijo ciao bambino, no cambies me piro,

esa mierda blanca te tiene perdido,

me dijo sin mi no tendras segundo disco,

sin tripas, vacio, queria tirarme al rio,

me he sentido como el Flore,

el de en medio de los Chichos,

estuve cerca de precipicio,

los nervios saque de quicio,

hay desorden y defectos talento roto por vicio,

soy un perro callejero y seguire siendo el mismo.

Todavia me acuerdo de la industria, de la «b"y los bidones,

robar la hucha del colegio y pensar …

de mayor voy a ser como Capone,

el negro a mi lado, compartiendo barrones,

perros viejos criados en descampados,

manos de fango, no «billetonis»,

pisando charcos, aprendiendo en el barrio,

incando el codo en el asfalto,

preparado para el proximo asalto,¡un warrior!,

siempre he sido una cabeza dura,

locuras y diabluras, peleas, huesos y rupturas,

me cago en tu estructura,¡no hay mas!

soy lo que soy, no voy a cambiar,

transparente como el cristal,

ire contando mi vida en un track, de crack,

voy con mis historias de ciudad en ciudad,

pensando en mi futuro,

y buscan billete en el rap,¡lo juro!,

lucho por mi musica,

por el amor de mi amor,

por salir de la mierda,

levantarme con la luz del sol,

no parar de escribir,

no parar de darte show, darte flow,

lucho para los mios,

como en Karate a muerte en Bangkog.

La inspiracion necesito para triunfar,

si tengo errores puedo rectificar,

el Gordo y el Spanish,

la fama y los billetes no los cambiaran.

Esto no es palabria puerca,

seguire siendo el mismo,

billetes en una cuenta,

no justifican el clasismo,

me da fuerza saber,

que algunos se identifican con lo que hago,

todos hemos pasado malos tragos,

todos hemos sido unos vagos,

dime quien no hay currado,

quien no ha trapicheado por un fajo,

a quien no le han clavado,

a quien no le han hecho todo el «miau»,

quien no hay confiado demasiado en un colega,

y te ha fallado, te ha dejado todo enmarronado,

cara partida, tirado,

no quiero falsos en mi circulo,

el camino es duro,

voy con gente que me aprecia por lo que soy,

no porque me coman el culo,

soy chulo por naturaleza,

gente clara, no espesa,

las cosas en la cara, si no, no interesan,

sigo aprendiendo, rectificar es de sabios,

no me arrepiento de nada de lo que he hecho,

es mis tiempos de corsario,

De La Calle Vengo,

en ella sigo viviendo a diario,

subiendo de escalon, soy el Gordo del barrio.

La inspiracion necesito para triunfar,

si tengo errores puedo rectificar,

el Gordo y el Spanish,

la fama y los billetes no los cambiaran.

Estoy en un cuarto echando a perder,

pensando otra vez como coño pude caer,

en esa mierda otra vez Manuel,

dijistes la ultima vez, que nunca mas okey,

que nunca mas lo probare,

te esta comiendo el cortex,

no creo que importe pagar el importe,

por la pureza y no por corte,

de sur a norte, desde la costa del sol,

a la costa de la morte,

quiero gritar si me siente me oye no me ven,

I try do that damm thing,

be the same everyday,

Spanish the name, rap life the game,

son perras y putas de mi no la pieis,

hoy dan la cara por mi mucho mas de cien,

los que me importan son mis hermanos,

¿quieres ganar respeto en la calle?,

Spanish no pronuncie en vano ¡ho!,

born alone, die alone,

dias tristes cambialo, coge ese talento,

y multiplicalo, encuentralo,

hayalo en tu interior,

tu vales compi, sacalo,

vivir tiene valor,

sal afuera demuestralo,

quieres calor, amor, repartelo,

es gratis no seas cabezon,

si das algo recibe a cambio,

un premio una bendicion,

sudor costó, nunca estudió,

el era vago y soñador,

quieria vivir la vida y su sueño,

protegerlo, conseguirlo, extenderlo,

que su voz, tocara el cielo,

no me importa morir hoy,

no tengas miedo ve a mi entierro.

La inspiracion necesito para triunfar,

si tengo errores puedo rectificar,

el Gordo y el Spanish,

la fama y los billetes no los cambiaran.

You are the only thing that keeps me alive and wanting,

the only motivation to wake up tomorrow,

my dreams were broken

and you brought joy,

you were that lighter that this joint lit,

you are the light, my nights, my days, my boo,

the purest feeling I ever felt, you,

If I loved someone more than me it was you,

I believed in a life in which everything was you,

rien de tous, my inspiration went on tour,

I've been more alone than one, waiting for you...

Here the days rise with the sun high,

It's always cloudy for me, because you left my side,

he told me ciao bambino, don't change I'm leaving,

That white shit got you lost

He told me without me you won't have a second album,

without guts, empty, I wanted to jump into the river,

I have felt like the Flore,

the one in the middle of the Chichos,

I was close to the precipice

the nerves get on your nerves,

there is disorder and defects talent broken by vice,

I am a stray dog ​​and I will remain the same.

I still remember the industry, the "b" and the drums,

steal the school piggy bank and think...

When I grow up I'll be like Capone

the black by my side, sharing poles,

old dogs raised in wastelands,

mud hands, not billetonis,

stepping in puddles, learning in the neighborhood,

putting my elbow on the asphalt,

Prepared for the next assault, a warrior!

I've always been a hard head

follies and mischief, fights, bones and breaks,

I shit on your structure, there is no more!

I am what I am, I will not change,

crystal clear,

I will tell my life in a track, from crack,

I go with my stories from city to city,

thinking about my future

and they look for a ticket in rap, I swear!

I fight for my music

for the love of my love,

for getting out of shit,

get up with the sunlight,

don't stop writing

not stop giving you a show, giving you flow,

I fight for mine

like in Karate to the death in Bangkok.

The inspiration I need to succeed,

if I have mistakes I can rectify,

the Fat and the Spanish,

fame and tickets will not change them.

This is not pig talk,

I will remain the same

tickets in one account,

they do not justify classism,

It gives me strength to know

that some identify with what I do,

We've all been through bad times

We've all been lazy

tell me who is not currado,

who has not dealt for a wad,

who has not been nailed,

to whom they have not done all the "meow",

who has not trusted too much in a colleague,

and he has failed you, he has left you all brown,

split face, pulled,

I don't want fakes in my circle

the road is hard

I go with people who appreciate me for who I am,

not because they eat my ass,

I'm cool by nature

clear people, not thick,

things in the face, if not, they do not interest,

I keep learning, rectify is wise,

I don't regret anything I've done,

it is my corsair times,

I come from the street

in it I continue to live daily,

going up a step, I'm the Fatty of the neighborhood.

The inspiration I need to succeed,

if I have mistakes I can rectify,

the Fat and the Spanish,

fame and tickets will not change them.

I'm in a messing up room

thinking again how the hell could I fall,

in that shit again Manuel,

you said last time, that never again okay,

that I will never try it again,

the cortex is eating you,

I don't think it matters to pay the amount,

for purity and not for cut,

from south to north, from the costa del sol,

to the coast of death,

I want to scream if you feel me, hear me, don't see me,

I try to do that damm thing,

be the same every day,

Spanish the name, rap life the game,

They are bitches and whores of me, do not lose it,

today they stand up for me much more than a hundred,

the ones that matter to me are my brothers,

Do you want to earn respect on the street?

Spanish do not pronounce in vain ho!,

born alone, die alone,

sad days change it, take that talent,

and multiply it, find it,

have it inside you,

you're worth it buddy, get it out,

living has value,

go outside show it,

you want heat, love, share it

It's free, don't be stubborn

if you give something receive in return,

an award a blessing,

sweat cost, never studied,

he was lazy and dreamy,

he wanted to live life and his dream of him,

protect it, get it, extend it,

that his voice touched the sky,

I don't mind dying today

don't be afraid go to my funeral.

The inspiration I need to succeed,

if I have mistakes I can rectify,

the Fat and the Spanish,

fame and tickets will not change them.