Latin,Rock, Alternative, Pop, Contemporary, Hip-Hop, Rap, Electronic, Drum Loops, Synth Instrumental. Down and dirty Spanish rap track. Low and sinister in tone, this track delivers low rumbling vocals and eerie synths.
lyrics
No es fácil lo que se vive hoy en día
Hay que estar alerta
Hay que sacar la cuenta
Pa’ que la matemática no te falle
La matemática de la calle, la matemática
(Esto es)
La matemática de la calle, la matemática
Vivo mi vida al garete y ando loco
No me forme foco, ni me firme de loco
Vivo mi vida al garete y ando loco
No te metas más que la cuenta no te dá
Y no te tires, no te tires, si no sabes
Ay no te tires, no te tires, si no sabes
Ay no te tires, no te tires, si no sabes
Yo cerré el candado y me tragué la llave
Una pila ‘e descarados
Que andan diciendo por ahí
Que estoy tirando, los estoy atravesando
A todo aquel que se entromete en mi camino
Ellos lo saben bien
Que es bien oscuro su destino
La matemática de la calle,
la matemática no te dá
(Esto es)
La matemática de la calle
la matemática no te dá
Vivo mi vida al garete y ando loco
No me forme foco ni me firme de loco
Vivo mi vida al garete y ando loco
No te metas mas que la cuenta no te dá
Y no te tires, no te tires, si no sabes
Ay no te tires, no te tires, si no sabes
Ay no te tires, no te tires, si no sabes
Yo cerré el candado y me tragué la llave
Tu sabes bien que ya tu no puedes conmigo
Sólo con dar “play” voy a halarte a ti el gatillo
Si tu quieres sácalo, mejor dicho mátalo
No te tires que la cuenta no te dió
La cuenta no te dio y tu sabes por que?
Porque hay que hacerlo bien
Hay que hacerlo como és
Ahora estás huyendo
Con miedo, arrepentido
No sabes muy bien
En el lío en que te has metido
La matemática de la calle, la matemática
La matemática no te dá
(Esto es)
La matemática de la calle, la matemática
La matemática no te dá
Hay que sacar la cuenta
Pa’ que la matemática no te falle
La cuenta no te dio y tu sabes por que?
Porque hay que hacerlo bien
Hay que hacerlo como és
Ahora estás huyendo
Con miedo, arrepentido
No sabes muy bien
En el lío en que te has metido
Aqui no hay clemencia, no hay perdón,
No hay piedad
Esto no es un juego, esto es de verdad
Esto no es un juego, esto es de verdad
La matemática de la calle, la matemática
La matemática no te dá
(Esto es)
La matemática de la calle, la matemática
La matemática no te dá
Life is not easy these days
You have to be on alert
You have to keep count
So your math don’t fail
The Math on the streets, the math
(this is the…)
The Math on the streets, the math
I live my life adrift and going crazy
No need for mugshot or put me in a crazyhouse
I live my life adrift and going crazy
Don’t go deeper cause you can’t afford the tab
And don’t attempt it, don’t attempt it if you don’t know
Ay don’t attempt it, don’t attempt it if you don’t know
Ay don’t attempt it, don’t attempt if you don’t know
I closed the lock and swallowed the key
A crew of devils
That’s going around sayin’
That I’m trouble and interfering
Those that cross my path
Know very well
The dark destiny that awaits
The math on the streets
The math, it don’t add up
(This is the )
The math on the streets
The math, it don’t add up
I live my life adrift and going crazy
No need for mugshot or put me in a crazyhouse
I live my life adrift and going crazy
Don’t go deeper cause you can’t afford the tab
And don’t attempt it, don’t attempt it if you don’t know
Ay don’t attempt it, don’t attempt it if you don’t know
Ay don’t attempt it, don’t attempt if you don’t know
I closed the lock and swallowed the key
You know very well you can’t beat me
Just by pressing “Play” I can pull the trigger
If you want to take it out, better yet kill it
Don’t attempt it cause the tab don’t add up.
The tab didn’t add up, you know why?
Because you have to do it right
Have to do it the correct way
Now you’re on the run
Afraid and repentant
You don’t even know
That trouble that you’re in
The math on the streets, the math
The math, it don’t add up
(This is the )
The math on the streets, the math
The math, it don’t add up
You have to add it up
So you can do the math
The tab didn’t add up, you know why?
Because you have to do it right
Have to do it the correct way
Now you’re on the run
Afraid and repentant
You don’t even know
That trouble that you’re in
Here there’s no clemency, pardon, forgiveness
This is no game, this is the real deal
This is no game, this is the real deal
The math on the streets, the math
The math, it don’t add up
(This is the )
The math on the streets, the math
The math, it don’t add up
credits
from Fuego,
released August 28, 2012
Written by: Jesus A. Perez-Alvarez; Neiver A. Alvarez; Reinery Diaz Hernandez; Daniel Indart; Danny Osuna; Sara Traina.
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