Maquilar Lyrics (English Translation) – Big Sempa

Read the full Maquilar (English Translation) lyrics by Big Sempa along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

Making up for a quiet life
Away from the killa
And live to fear (Homie I have to)

Making up the kid on the corner
He came and got his act together
Music gave me the power (Homie I have to)

Gotta work hard, time doesn't stop, it goes away
I don't know maybe I'll do it for myself or that's what I felt when I started writing
I'm getting a taste for living I'm going to lock myself in today
If they play at home, you tell them I'm not there, I have huge dark circles under my eyes that I'm leaving
It doesn't matter, tired I'll write better another day in the studio without stopping recording
It looks like I'm fu*ked up I know they're looking at me I carry a cross that can be seen when I talk
As you can see I feel more alive

For my mom more flowers and for my girl a bikini (Uff)
Now they do me the honors, the people who thought I was a nini
I've broken the link and escaped like Houdini
I'm living made up free

Making up for a quiet life
quiet life
Away from the killa
And live to fear (Homie I have to)

Maquilar el morrito de la esquina
Llegado y me toma el batería (Cachorro mami)
La música fue me el poder (Homie I have to) (You)

I always had it clear, my love
I would go out into the street dreaming of being the best
The models with a frame inside her computer
Nobody knows me, but I have plenty of flavor

That's what I thought, just give me entry
I had plenty of mind, I needed pay
I had everything, I'm talking about your look
Because I had nothing in bills

She didn't know where I was
Dial triple four baby, that's my lada
People judge me and they don't know anything
What I screwed up for this dream life

Golden chain hanging the charms
I told you years ago that I would be great
Pay the bill, a$$hole, don't pay attention
Life doesn't change if you don't demand yourself

(Hey, today I'm in the studio with Big Sempa)
(He's the ma' puppy)
(2000' and always, rich vagos)

Maquila for a quiet life
Away from the killa
And live to fear (Homie I have to)

Maquila the little kid on the corner
He arrived and got his act together
Music gave me the power (Homie I have to)