SonDaRúa – Cátedra

SonDaRúa – Cátedra Lyrics

Artist: SonDaRúa
Song: Cátedra

Hugo, que? Ensinámoslle a rapear a esta xente ou que?
Como sona esto. Dálle, meu
Flotando fume denso reflexado no vao
Conspirando, o libro vermello de Mao

Falando do meu ghrupo panda de iluminaos
E xa petábamos salas antes do tema con NAO
So check it out, isto sí que é underground
Teu rapeiro favorito faino todo copia’o

Queren sonar na disco e non sonan en ningún la’o
O teu CD non peta nin ghratis co Colacao
Wow! Eu nunca fun probe
Pero loitei por ti e por ela contra o poder

Canto ganas? Que che move?
Lévase case máis que o manager a f#ckin’ AP9
Chove bastante pouco, vóltandome louco
Gennaro Gattuso cando brouco, m#th*rf#ck*r

Non é que sexa hater é que o noventa por cento
Do rap español dá noxo coma Rouco
Clásico coma temas de Doble V
Pra espirme escribo, neno, non fan falta nudes

Pra tocar nun festi’ non fai falta que me axudes
Que xa demostro o que valo cada vez que agarro un Shure
Dáme ben duro, nena, cálame
Quero que isto sexa puro, sen cara b

Párame ou dáme do teu xarabe
Vai todo ó revés semella que leo en árabe
Rara vez, quixeron atacarme, retirarme
Coma Radamel, Falcao, pero van aviaos

Até cando morra van escoitarme grava’o, yao
Fóra deste tingla’o, limpo o panorama
Non piséde-lo frega’o, yao, panda maleducaos
Até cando morra van escoitarme grava’o

Sentado no trono en serio
Sinto como idolatrades xente sen seguir ningún criterio
Nós en estéreo, todos en mono
Conducindo a rotación do ceo son Chronos

Notas os tronos, no meu imperio, soan os tonos
Ricos en medios, non me desafíes nin a líes
Porque pavo igual te fríen mil millón de amperios
Son o deuterio, nesta fusión, chegou o asedio do microphone

Se tentas gañarme nesta merda pode que ó final te perdas
Tom Cruise en misión, imposible que te sintas libre
Estás no curro escoitas ese timbre
Esa arma coa que eles te apuntan

E que soños truncan é de gran calibre
Chámase necesidade, aproveitándose
Dela diñeiro son mares, queren que cales
Nas nosas ideas non verás “for sale”

Son do Grupo B, paso e non me ves
Nota a rapidez, son Ragnotti, cada vez que cres
Que me puido o estrés, chego outra vez, peto Spoti’
25 de decembro nacín, do rap son Mesías vin a pórlles fin

A eses rapeiros de merda que din ser de esquerdas e son o Bertín
Eu non son o king, eu non bebo lean, narro o que sufrín, sangro versos
Entro neste ring, só me teño a min, escoitas Chojin, vai pro Imserso
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Cátedra Lyrics – English Translation

Hugo, what? Teach them rapping these people or what?
As it sounds. Dale, my
Floating dense smoke reflected in ford
Plotting the red book of Mao

Speaking of my ghrupo panda iluminaos
And before knocking theme rooms with NAO
So check it out, yes it is underground
Your favorite rapper does all copia’o

They want to drive the sound and not dream of any la’o
Your CD or no hits with ghratis Colacao
Wow! I was never evidence
But I fought for you and for her against the power

How much you make? What moves you?
It takes almost more than the manager of the f#ckin ‘AP9
It rains very little, crazy vóltandome
Gennaro Gattuso when brouco, m#th*rf#ck*r

Not that this is the hater is that ninety percent
Spanish rap disgusts eat Rouco
Classic themes like Double V
To write undress, boy, needed no nudes

To play a festi ‘do not have to help me
Already demonstrated that fence every time I take a Shure
Give me well hard, girl, Calama
I want this to be pure, without face b

Stop me or give me your syrup
It goes all the way around it appears that read in Arabic
Rarely, wanted to attack, to retire
As Radamel Falcao, but they Avia

Even when you die they hear grava’o, yao
Out of this tingla’o, clean panorama
There piséde it frega’o, yao, panda maleducaos
Even when you die they hear grava’o

Sitting on the throne seriously
Feel like idolized people without following any criteria
We stereo, all in mono
Leading the rotation of the sky are Chronos

Notes thunder in my empire, the sound tones
Rich media, I do not challenge nor the lees
Because you like fried turkey thousand million amperes
They are deuterium, this merger came the siege of the microphone

Attempting to win this sh#t that the end can not miss
Tom Cruise in Mission impossible you feel free
You’re in the yard that bell tapping
That weapon with which they’re point

And that dream is truncated caliber
Blaze need, taking advantage
Her money are mothers, which they want
In our ideas will not see “for sale”

They are in Group B, step and I do not see
Note how quickly, are Ragnotti, every time you think
I could stress, come again, pocket spot ‘
I was born on December 25, the rap is the Messiah come to end

In these rappers sh#t claiming to be leftist and are Bertin
I am not a king, I do not drink lean, narrate what I have suffered, I bleed verses
I enter this ring, I just got to me, tapping Chojin, will pro Imserso
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SonDaRúa Lyrics – Cátedra

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From the album:
Eterno Combate
Release Year: 2020