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Genius English Translations - Fiallo Sangre English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
It's Flamed on the beat
Woah, ah, yeah
It's Flamed on the beat
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah

[Verse]
I still owe a debt to my pencil for what I've written
For the nights I was drunk and popped another beat
Mom wanted a career and I didn't decide
She said to me: "What am I good for?"
And I show her a C.D
I keep writing without sleeping to feel that I live the dream
Making my first traces since I was a child
Being a hermit and I don't come to frown
Even my footprints are history for Cucuteño hip-hop
Don't worry about more time, I'm still ready to die
We wanted to steal lovе like Bonnie and Clyde stylе
I told her I loved rap, she didn't like it and she said bye
Since then I only show my feelings in front of the mic
She dreamed of Paris, a thousand purses and a Platinium
And one cut my face, like Ribéry style
I know I'll forget my bars, as she forgot me
Her attack more effective than Thierry Henry
Was his Pettit body against my damaging soul
I keep staying up late sampling bar noises
On the same corner that I took out a neighbor hoary
I still with my white sheet, but red the retinas
To Cesar what belongs to Cesar
[?]
I live locked up in my room, karma has me as a prisoner
Although I go to bed quietly without killing my head
For telling my grandfather what his last name weighs
I'm making his blood the blood of the under
Making the war an art
Leaving pearls aside
I know God doesn't help me because I wake up late
And I will be a legend in my neighborhood like Big L was in Harlem
[Outro: Fiallo & Big L]
Ah, yeah, ah
(And I will be a legend in my neighborhood like Big L was in Harlem)
Ah, yeah
I beat kids with lead pipes
I leave a trail of dead mic's
Where I'm from, niggas jewels get ran like red lights
Old folks get mugged and raided
Crimes are drug related
And we live by the street rules that thugs created