SR DE LOS CIELOS traducción al Inglés

We're always up, ah
Eh, listen

I-I-I'm always in a plane like the Lord of the heavens
Each time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio, neither in the burial
The-the-the life is one, that's why I don't grasp
Always in a plane like the Lord of the heavens
Each time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio, neither in the burial
The-the-the life is one, that's why I don't grasp

These bastards musn't know how me move
I caught malice when I was in ninth grade
A friend of mine brought a short to give a shot to other
And I said: "give it to me and we solve it talking"
Don't try to go over my word
Or disappear, hocus-pocus, ra!
I was knocking the door and nothing
Don't get surprised when they open up
Bastard, mine don't speak, just execute
I'm above this rhytms I'm so son of a bitch
That another Myke Towers is born to overshadow Myke Towers
Truly it is what I'm less worried about
How do you feel? I feel better than ever
What bothers you that they make me so many questions
These bastards don't make one by more than they come together
Sons of a bitch if they look for me

I'm always in a plane like the Lord of the heavens
Each time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio, neither in the burial
The-the-the life is one, that's why I don't grasp
Always in a plane like the Lord of the heavens
Each time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio, neither in the burial
The-the-the life is one, that's why I don't grasp

Ey, if I travel in private jet I feel like Amado
You don't have yours, so knock down the bad guille
The coke is being sold and I'm not the one inhaling it
My music is for all the bitchs and all the bloodthirsties
Keep on with the imaginary enemy
I have a bisexual stick that haven't came out of the closet
However it looks for it they don't do it nor novena
They tell me "Michael Oreja", I'm from Mario's neighbourhood
I land and that's for Caimito, Quintana
I always told mine that the joseo never ends
This bastards confuse sheeps by goats
I'm multiplying, I never let the table go
Smell bitch, you know very well who speaks to you
They are saying that the street is mine now, don't make you
Your favourite baby wants to be my employee
To give me a blowjob while my mind clears

I'm always in a plane like the Lord of the heavens
Each time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio, neither in the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't grasp
I'm always in a plane like the Lord of the heavens
Each time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio, neither in the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't grasp