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About This Song:
Artist: Arcángel
Featuring: Cosculluela & Ă‘engo Flow
Song: El Bueno & El Malo
Translation: The Good and The Bad
Genre: rap
Album: Los Favoritos 2
Released Date: October 16, 2020
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Lyrics:
English Translation
The original gang dara man
The Real G4 Life, baby
Austin, baby
What a curse and what a martyrdom, what a disappointment
God, tell me what I’ve done to live many betrayals?
I always take care of my own back, but the thing is that
The one that betrays you is who you expect the less
I-I-I would want to be the good
But they make me be the bad
We don’t stop
We catch you and plow-plow, bye-bye
I would want to be the good
But they make me be the bad
We don’t stop
We catch you and plow-plow, bye-bye
They mention me here, they mention me there
But is not the same talking about me than see me in front
Blissful everyone who has seen me, I let them feel my presence
They call me “the criminal wave” and here we are until our death
35×100, n**gas call us P.R
You never come to the island ’cause you know who we are
AR-15, boy, it’s a thug life
It’s a rough they say, we catch you and you run
Here the guns sounds like symphony vowels
The bad ones are you all, remember, don’t trust in nobody (Shut the f**k up)
(?)
And the fools like you get a courtesy flight
Directly to the Heaven; Mueka, show me the light
The white is all about the Benjies, the baguettes and the medusa
B**ch, you’re showing off the things that I got time ago
You better let me stay on my place or I’ll bury you under the asphalt
I-I-I would want to be the good
But they make me be the bad
We don’t stop
We catch you and plow-plow, bye-bye
I would want to be the good
But they make me be the bad
We don’t stop
We catch you and plow-plow, bye-bye
I’d want to be the good, but they make me be the bad
That’s why I’m always carrying my gun
That’s why I’m always on alert
Because when they were f**ked up, I gave them my hand and now they don’t remember it
They say they’re my brothers, that they’re always with you
But you neglect for a moment and they’re digging your grave
The beast is on the street, boys, go to sleep early
B**ch, betray me and I’ll k!ll you by myself
The health so that those n**gas dance with your coffin
Since of all your friends, the most vermin is you
I want to be good, but they make me be bad
And they never survive to tell
We got an alliance, but trust was screwed
God, protect me of the murky waters
Dance under the rain, there’s no hope to my enemies
I’m always with my guys and I’m delivering sauce
I-I-I would want to be the good
But they make me be the bad
We don’t stop
We catch you and plow-plow, bye-bye
I would want to be the good
But they make me be the bad
We don’t stop
We catch you and plow-plow, bye-bye
I’m real, no fake, that’s why I teach you
That nobody f**ks with me, but there are hundred hidden enemies
They’re wanting to betray me
To see me on the ground, but I don’t blame ’em
“Arcángel, you’re not a killer, why are you talkin’ about it?”
I don’t pull the tigger because my business is to make money
And they’re already looking for a cheap excuse
To get on the car and sing you a lubally
The tip of my pencil is still glorious
They call my cousin’s .9mm “La Espantosa”
We in the callosa is a dangerous thing
I’m not bad, but being good is not for me
I-I-I would want to be the good
But they make me be the bad
We don’t stop
We catch you and plow-plow, bye-bye
Spanish Lyrics
The original gang dara man
The Real G4 Life, baby
Austin, baby
Qué maldición y qué martirio, qué desilusión
Diguiri, Dios, ÂżquĂ©?, Dios, ÂżquĂ© he hecho pa’ vivir tanta traiciĂłn?
Yo que siempre cuido mi espalda, pero es que nunca se tarda
Quien meno’ que tĂş espera’ es el que te la descarga
Yo-Yo-Yo quisiera ser el bueno
Pero e’ que me obligan ser malo
Nosotro’ no cogemo’ freno
Te pillamo’ y plo-plo, hasta luego, nos vemo’
Yo quisiera ser еl bueno
Pеro e’ que me obligan ser malo
Nosotro’ no cogemo’ freno
Te pillamo’ y plo-plo, hasta luego, nos vemo’
Dicen: “Coscu” por aquĂ, dicen: “Coscu” por allá
Pero no e’ lo mismo hablar de mĂ, que verme en verda’
Dichoso to’ el que me haya visto, yo me dejo sentir
Me dicen: “La ola criminal” y aquĂ estamos hasta morir
35×100, n**gas call us P.R
You never come to the island ’cause you know who we are
AR-15, boy, it’s a thug life
It’s a rough dice, te pillamo’ y te caes
AquĂ lo’ palo’ suenan como vocale’ de sinfonĂa
Lo’ malo’ son to’ ustede’; recuerda, en nadie confĂa (Shut the f**k up)
Que las pepa’ vuelan en CIA
Y lo’ tonto’ como tĂş se ganan un vuelo de cortesĂa
Con el niño JesĂşs; yo’, Mueka, dame luz
El blanco es all about the Benjies, lo’ baguette y la’ medus’
Cabr*n, está’ fronteando hoy con lo que yo tuve hace tiempo
Mejor déjenme en mi esquina o te entierro bajo el cemento
Yo-Yo-Yo quisiera ser el bueno bueno
Pero e’ que me obligan ser malo
Nosotro’ no cogemo’ freno
Te pillamo’ y plo-plo, hasta luego, nos vemo’
Yo quisiera ser el bueno
Pero e’ que me obligan ser malo
Nosotro’ no cogemo’ freno
Te pillamo’ y plo-plo, hasta luego, nos vemo’
Yo quisiera ser el bueno, pero en verda’, me obligan a ser malo
Por eso e’ que nunca suelto mi palo
Por eso estoy aborrecĂo’
Porque cuando estuvieron jodĂo’ yo le’ di la mano y hoy en dĂa están crecĂo’
Dicen que son mis hermano’, que juegan el mismo plano
Te duerme’ un segundo y te devoran lo’ gusano’
La bestia ya está en la calle, niño’, acuĂ©stense temprano
Cab*n, ponte a fantasmear, que yo mismo voy y te (?)
La salud pa’ que lo’ negro’ bailen con tu ataĂşd
Que de todo tu corillo el más sabandija ere’ tĂş
Quiero ser bueno, pero me obligan a ser malo
Y nunca sobreviven pa’ contarlo
TenĂamo’ una alianza, pero se jodiĂł la confianza
Dio’, protĂ©geme del agua mansa
Bajo la lluvia danza, pa’ mi’ enemie’ no hay esperanza
Siempre tengo mi resguardo y ando repartiendo salsa
Yo-Yo-Yo quisiera ser el bueno
Pero e’ que me obligan ser malo
Nosotro’ no cogemo’ freno
Te pillamo’ y plo-plo, hasta luego, nos vemo’
Yo quisiera ser el bueno
Pero e’ que me obligan ser malo
Nosotro’ no cogemo’ freno
Te pillamo’ y plo-plo, hasta luego, nos vemo’
Soy real, cero bulto, por eso te inculco
Que a mĂ nadie me frontea, pero hay cien oculto’
Locos de meterme mano a lo pulpo
Para verme en el piso, pero no los culpo
“Arcángel, tĂş no mata’, Âżpor quĂ© tĂş habla’ de quemar pata’?”
Yo no jalo, ponte claro, lo mĂo e’ hacer plata
Y ya están lo’ muchacho’ buscando una excusa barata
Pa’ montarse en el carro y llevarte una serenata
La punta de mi lápiz sigue gloriosa
La .9 del primo, le llaman “La Espantosa”
Nosotro’ en la callosa e’ cosa peligrosa
Yo no soy malo, pero ser bueno me da cosa
Yo-Yo-Yo quisiera ser el bueno
Pero e’ que me obligan ser malo
Nosotro’ no cogemo’ freno
Te pillamo’ y plo-plo, hasta luego, nos vemo’
| Credits: Original Lyrics were taken from genius.com and we translated this song from Spanish to English. |
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