Gran Calibre – Knockout

Gran Calibre Knockout

Gran Calibre – Knockout Lyrics

Artist: Gran Calibre
Song: Knockout

Te falta mucho de Zeta
Y te sobra mucho de zorra para que seas mi matahari
Yo soy de los que esperan en la meta, tú serás de los que corran
Follo super suave y pego duro, como Muhammad Ali

Apuesto todo en all-ins, los borro como el wanis
Hoy no hay sound of the police, que vuelva cani
Se pegan como imanes, buscando siempre el money
Yo ya no tengo rivales, sois todos pandas de honey’s

Te rajo el cráneo por mis homies, sin cuartel ni condiciones
Me emborracho a diario por mis depresiones
Te rajo el vientre por mi madre
Sin mantel ni alardes, demasiado tarde pa’ intentar tumbarme

Me coso el pecho por si acaso, sin éxito fracaso
No dejo salir el cora’ sin un vaso
Te coso el pico por ridículo, sin pausa ni versículo
Estoy tan arriba que os dejo de punchi mis testículos

I don’t a give true love, mantengo el titulo
No disimulo, estoy en mi mejor capítulo
Lo hago más puro que tus químicos, lo pongo duro si lo estimulo
Pícaro, rompí mis vínculos allí en tu círculo

Asumo que no me hace falta hacer cálculos
Si compito con várdulos los tumbo dando el mínimo
Son casi cómicos, lo juro
Yo les tiro de los pelos mientras les reviento el culo

Represento la, gente, corino sobre un beat
La pincelada más preciada de Dalí en un hit
Dejas, dejareis ya el rit, de lo más cool a lo más ruin
Daría mi bilis por ti, pulir toyacos, festín

Mi “boom-boom-clap” en paradise, yo te, ¿y qué pensáis?
Competición sana y warrior en el wild style
Si el rap te da de comer, disfruta antes de que te atragantes
Hablan de raíz, de sin saber los exponentes

Mi rap es rabia en labios del odio, entre sollozos fluyo y se oyó
Mi folio fue quien los follo y no yo
Hablan de follows y mi flow te revocó tantos
Lobos vendidos por zorras de low-cost

Y pocos los que dan la talla bajo focos
Seguimos en el round del underground, llamarnos locos
A veces me freno pa’ darles un poco de margen pero ni así
Quiero MC [Que] aquí [Que] me pueda dar la talla a mí

Tu percepción de hacer buen rap se vuelve gris cuando entro yo
Y no es darse [Eh] trono, cabrón, es saber quién controla aquí
B.L.A.K.E, ¿te suena a rap por fama?
O nacida en el mapa sin salirme de esta cama

Yo entiendo que te duela y más te duele si te digo
Que me cuesta mas bien poco, amigo, solo ser yo y solo emana
[Fluyo] Sale [Solo], coño, ¿qué queréis que os diga?
Que musicalmente les peto el culo, eso está claro

Y para mí es tan divertido ver como todos se oxidan
Intentando hacer lo que hago yo con un micro, siendo así de malos
Y yo pasándomelo de tan puta madre
Fumando con la mente mientras canto y me sale

De los putos cojones porque yo no tengo na’
Na’ que demostrar, a mí me escuchan porque quieren más
Quieren, quieren más de esta boca, de este alma
Y tu mientras, preocupa, a ver que dicen que haces mal, man

Estamos en dos ligas distintas
Tú quieres subir a primera, yo en primera corro en quinta
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Knockout Lyrics – English Translation

You lack a lot of zeta
And you have plenty of sl#t for you to be my Matahari
I am one of those who wait in the goal, you will be those who run
SUPER SUMPING AND HARD HOT, LIKE MUHAMMAD ALI

I bet everything on all-ins, I delete them like the WANIS
Today there is no Sound of the Police, returning Cani
They are stuck as magnets, always looking for the money
I do not have rivals anymore, you are all honey’s pandas

You threw the skull for my homies, without barracks or conditions
I get drunk daily for my depressions
I’m so upgraded by my mother
Without tablecloth or alard, too late pa ‘try to lie down

I coso my chest just in case, without success failure
I do not let the heart go ‘without a glass
You coso the peak by ridiculous, without pause or verse
I’m so up so that I leave you punchi my testicles

I do not give Give True Love, I maintain the title
No dissimulation, I’m in my best chapter
I do it more pure than your chemicals, I put it hard if you encourage it
Romach, I broke my links there in your circle

I assume that I do not need to do calculations
IF I ACCITED WITH VÁRDULOS I LET THE GIVING THEM GIVING
They are almost comic, I swear
I throw them away from the hairs while I screw up my #ss

I represent the, people, corn about a beat
The most precious brushstroke of Dalí in a hit
You leave, leave and the RIT, as cool to the most Ruin
I would give my bile for you, polish Toyacos, Festín

My “boom-boom-clap” in paradise, I te, and what do you think?
Healthy competition and Warrior at Wild Style
If the rap feeds you, enjoy before you get packed
They talk about root, without knowing the exponents

My rap is anger on hate lips, between sobs flow and he heard
My folio was who I f#ck them and not me
Talk about follows and my flow revoked you so many
Wolves sold by Low-cost sl#ts

And few who give size low spotlights
We continue on the underground round, call us crazy
Sometimes I brakes to give them a little margin but neither
I want MC [what] here [that] I can give me the size to me

Your perception of doing good rap becomes gray when I enter
And it is not to give yourself [eh] throne, b#stard, is knowing who controls here
B.L.A.K.E, Does RAP sound like Fame?
Or born on the map without going out of this bed

I understand that it hurts and more hurts if I tell you
That cost me more very well, friend, just be me and only emanates
[Flow] leaves [Solo], p#ss#, what do you want me to tell you?
That musically put the ass, that’s clear

And for me it is so fun to see how they all oxidize
Trying to do what I do with a micro, being that of bad
And I spending me as a f#cking mother
Smoking with the mind while singing and it comes out

Of the f#cking cojones because I do not have na ‘
Na ‘what to show, they listen to me because they want more
They want, they want more of this mouth, of this soul
And you while, worry, to see what you say you do badly, man

We are in two different leagues
You want to go up first, I at first corro in fifth
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Gran Calibre Lyrics – Knockout

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From the album:
Santa Muerte [Explicit]
Release Year: 2016