Ver y Callar - DJ Rune & Trafik feat. Putolargo & Legendario, Trafik, Dj Rune

Si hago que todo suene mejor y distinto

Tendrás que ver y callar

Si el mundo lo agradece cada vez que cojo un micro

Tendrás que ver y callar

Si te jode jódete, hacerlo bien no es delito.

Tendrás que ver y callar, tendrás que ver y callar, tendrás que ver y callar…

Hoy es el día en que los comepollas se atragantan

Porque ya no pueden digerir mi flow

Con mi puto micro, puños se levantan

Trágate la lengua perra y aprende en mi show

Yo lo hice entre piedras y escombros

Luchando cada día hombro con hombro

Aportando al rap currándomelo a fondo

Suena mortal suena, suena gordo.

Y cuando quieras quedamos y te enseño algo de rap

Y en el palo que prefieras

Y tu me cuentas lo que has hecho y donde coño estás

Deja esa basura en la pecera

Aquí en el cuarto del Trafik con mi mierda sincera

Pino montano suena y fluye por mis venas

Toma temazo gordo pa quitarte las penas

Corre que estos tres no frenan

Ah, sé como sueno dime que haces tú…

Abre tu oído llego claro como un haz de luz

Si estas perdido, traigo el faro con exactitud

Esta medido, sale caro, pues es mi actitud

Un nuevo milenio, nuevo estilos.

Si vuelve lo retro porque no vuelve el vinilo?

Y porque sigo?

ya os digo

Vais a tener Trafik hasta que termine el juego, recoja y diga me piro

No aceptamos barco, ni tiros

Que coño hace un hater sujetando con la mano un micro

Insisto que atacar lo hacemos todos

Pero una cosa es rapear otra es hablar por los codos

Me suena todo a broma y desespero

Tu boca la congelo con la magia de subcero

Engañabobos con el rollo de pioneros

Luego caen y están más rotos que el prota de bajocero

Exorbitado, caro para ti

No puedes pagar mi puto swing tío

Quieres soñar y soñar no te da dinero

Yo puedo volar sin un pavo montado en verbos

Somos tu castigo humillante

Seis millones de maneras de pisarte

Corre cuanto antes, están por todas partes

El culo de tu madre es el plato de Star Trek

Menos lobos que conozco tu cuna colega

Mis compis se te fuman y elevan

Tu no recuerdas ya cuando tu no recuerdas por que

Unos estaban pintando otro quemaba el parqué

Así lo vi y lo viví y es lo que vengo defendiendo

La antena sigue en pie y emitiendo

Si esta caliente es porque llego y lo caliento

Trafik, Putolargo, shut up!

Represento…

If I make everything sound better and different

You will have to see and shut up

If the world appreciates it every time I pick up a mic

You will have to see and shut up

If it fucks you, fuck you, doing it well is not a crime.

You will have to see and shut up, you will have to see and shut up, you will have to see and shut up...

Today is the day that cocksuckers choke

Because they can no longer digest my flow

With my fucking mic, fists go up

Swallow your tongue bitch and learn at my show

I did it between stones and rubble

Fighting every day shoulder to shoulder

Contributing to rap working hard

It sounds deadly it sounds, it sounds fat.

And whenever you want we meet and I'll teach you some rap

And in the stick you prefer

And you tell me what you've done and where the hell you are

Leave that garbage in the fish tank

Here in the Trafik room with my sincere shit

Montane Pine sounds and flows through my veins

Take a big song to take away your sorrows

Run that these three do not stop

Ah, I know how I sound, tell me what you are doing…

Open your ear I come clear as a beam of light

If you are lost, I bring the lighthouse exactly

It is measured, it is expensive, because it is my attitude

A new millennium, new styles.

If retro comes back, why doesn't vinyl come back?

And why do I continue?

I already tell you

You are going to have Trafik until the end of the game, pick up and say I'm leaving

We do not accept boat, nor shots

What the hell is a hater doing holding a microphone in his hand

I insist that we all attack

But one thing is to rap, another is to talk the hell out of it

It all sounds like a joke and despair

I freeze your mouth with the magic of subzero

Foolish with the roll of pioneers

Then they fall and are more broken than the protagonist of subzero

Exorbitant, expensive for you

You can't afford my fucking swing man

You want to dream and dreaming does not give you money

I can fly without a turkey riding on verbs

We are your humiliating punishment

Six million ways to step on you

Run as soon as possible, they are everywhere

Your mother's ass is the plate of Star Trek

Fewer wolves I know your crib mate

My friends smoke you and raise you

You don't remember anymore when you don't remember why

Some were painting, another was burning the parquet

That's how I saw it and lived it and that's what I've been defending

The antenna is still standing and broadcasting

If it's hot it's because I come and heat it

Traffic, Putolargo, shut up!

I represent…