Frane – MORROS Lyrics
Artist: Frane
Song: MORROS
Date un segundo, asimiliar el feat loking
Del fin del mundo,En un beat del pedro, en un tinte crudo
El mic perfecto, sonido sucio, me siento
No existe en esto alumno que supere a los maestros
Desde los morros, barrio de calle sin veredas
Ni se enteran que el estudio es una chimenea
Nunca hubo plata ni verguenza por aca es asi
Lo que no mata te libera por eso ando free
Los pibes escriben letras que te hace sentir la fresca
Lo saben bien y pegan duro como una birra negra
Papel y lapiz in the table,esta es mi materia
Cerra los ojos para sentir la niebla
Solo se trata de vivir
Ya no hay mas nada que decir deja que el tiempo apremia
Mientras tengamos placas y mics, mi equipo sueña
Y porque representa el a las 6.40
TRAKA
No es solo casualidad, esta dupla de buen rap
Creados en el mismo barrio, casi con la misma edad
Desde la isla, barrios Los morros a la gran ciudad
Sumando mas, de una decada de tracks de calidad
Soy de los que prefieren escuchar
Antes que el que hablar de culos para estar en la matrix
Mas fit, menos outfit
Sin flashas de capitan, te decapitan la mantis
Lejos de capital, mas underground que Atlantis
Despues de escuchar mis barras, van a vigilar mi lapiz
Sali a plantar bandera, cargamos con el mastil
Somos de la street, girl no figurita de casting
El frio de la niebla un vuelo
Con muy poco, hicimos mucho y eso a los haters les duele
En el momento que aparecen los papeles,todos te quieren
Es la maniobra de Jerry Heller
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MORROS Lyrics – English Translation
Give yourself a second, assimilate feat loking
Of the end of the world, in a Beat of Pedro, in a raw dye
The perfect mic, dirty sound, I feel
There is no student who overcomes teachers
From Los Morros, Calle neighborhood without paths
They don’t even find out that the study is a fireplace
There was never money or shame for here it is like that
What does not kill free you for that
The kids write letters that make you feel the fresh
They know it well and stick hard like a black birra
Paper and lapiz in the table, this is my matter
Cerra your eyes to feel the fog
It’s only about living
There is nothing more to say let time press
While we have plates and Mics, my team dreams
And because it represents at 6.40
Traka
It’s not just a coincidence, this pair of good rap
Created in the same neighborhood, almost with the same age
From the island, neighborhoods Los Morros to the big city
Adding more, from a decade of quality tracks
I am one of those who prefer to listen
Before the one to talk about asses to be in the matrix
More fit, less outfit
Without captain flashas, the mantis decapit
Far from capital, more underground than Atlantis
After listening to my bars, they will watch my pencil
I went to plant flag, we loaded with the mast
We are from the street, Girl No Figurita de Casting
The cold of the fog
With very little, we did a lot and that hurts the haters
At the time the papers appear, everyone loves you
It is Jerry Heller’s maneuver
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Frane Lyrics – MORROS
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Release Year: 2021