La Banda — Baila Mi Rumba letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "Baila Mi Rumba" de La Banda.
Letra
07' SMACK Night with Waxa, was a catastrophe, nothing really was like it had to
be
Back when I couldn’t have imagined myself rap & The Taxi wasn’t something that
could happen to me
Remember it vividly so, Ortega defiantly sticking with me from the go
Killing a dream wasn’t something I’d live with, I thought I would give it a go
The curtains shifted, of stage fright I was victim, the nerves kicked in,
my words slipped, in the drifted & Waxa wasn’t any different
Was all but perfect but, if it really was worth it we’d know for certain man
Sempande ordered them dudes to close the curtains man
But I didn’t stall, I went back with the Rhythm Crawlers 08' at a function
That’s Owen, Dero & Latim, asked em to drop a 16 before they could jump on
I choked halfway of it, dudes hated, the girls thought I slayed it
Got a lap dance on them blue chairs backstage & a pretty Paris Palais chick
Hit the stage again in 09' with a bro of mine, Kasti
This bro of mine passed me, the mic & I froze, time passed & awoke my ghastly
Past & I choked, my bad. choked quite bad, was the joke of my class,
that I hoped might pass
It would go quite fast, blow out, no doubt
They said the highlight was bringing Albo out?
But I keep picking up the pieces. quitting, giving up, defeat just
Ceases to be, sweeping up the streets
Down on my knees speaking up to Jesus
Please just, lemme peek where the peak is. now it’s me blowing up your speakers
Out of their league, proved enough with features
A Beast, go in with who pleases. Pieces.
Tradução da letra
07 ' SMACK Night with Waxa, was a catastrophe, nothing really was like it had to
ser
Quando eu não podia imaginar-me rap e o táxi não era algo que
pode acontecer comigo
Lembra-te bem, Ortega sempre a apoiar-me.
Matar um sonho não era algo com que eu viveria, pensei em tentar
As cortinas deslocaram-se, de medo do palco fui vítima, os nervos rebentaram,
as minhas palavras escorregaram, no drifted & Waxa não era diferente
Era tudo menos perfeito, mas, se realmente valesse a pena, saberíamos por certo homem.
O Sempande ordenou aos tipos que fechassem as cortinas.
Mas eu não empatei, voltei com os rastejadores de ritmo 08 ' em uma festa
É o Owen, o Dero & Latim, pediu-lhes para largarem um 16 antes de poderem saltar.
Engasguei-me a meio, os gajos odiaram, as raparigas pensaram que eu o tinha matado.
Got a lap dance on them blue chairs backstage & a pretty Paris Palais chick
Volte ao palco em 09' com um mano meu, Kasti.
Este meu irmão passou por mim, o microfone e eu congelou , o tempo passou e despertou o meu medonho
Past & I choked, my bad. sufocado muito, foi a piada da minha turma,
que esperava passar
Seria muito rápido, apagaria-se, sem dúvida.
Disseram que o destaque era trazer o Albo para fora?
Mas continuo a apanhar os pedaços. desistir, desistir, derrotar apenas
Deixa de ser, varrendo as ruas
De joelhos a falar com Jesus
Por favor, deixa-me ver onde fica o pico. agora sou eu a explodir as tuas colunas
Fora do seu alcance, provou o suficiente com características
Um monstro, entra com quem quiser. Partes.