RAPSINCORTE 51 Lyrics (English Translation) – Foyone

RAPSINCORTE 51 Lyrics (English Translation) by Foyone is a latest Spanish song in the voice of Foyone. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new Rapsincorte 51 song lyrics are also written by Foyone. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. It is a high-energy, unapologetic rap about resilience, street life, and raw talent. The lyrics reflect a tough upbringing, comparing survival to a battle against societal struggles, like crime and drügs. Foyone emphasizes staying true to his roots, growing up in difficult environments, and turning those experiences into art. He contrasts material success with the harsh realities of his world, proudly representing Latin culture and the power of rap. Throughout, there’s a sense of unity across Latin American countries, embracing both hardship and hope.

RAPSINCORTE 51 (English Translation) Lyrics

[Part I]

[Verse 1: Foyone]
I spit out my rhetoric, Masonic s*it
The movements I make escape logic
Strength to the one who carries it as a flag and it doesn’t matter where he is
The world is a neighborhood, cousin, everything will be fine
I don’t sell you a story, I only show you talent
They want me everywhere like a five hundred dollar bill
I describe what I feel, Latin my vocabulary
We grew up in hell, I come in devil mode

[Verse 2: C.R.O]
‘I’m cooking those crystals inside the laboratory
And that b!tch looks at me with a face of love-hate
I was raised in the asylum with all the devils
So don’t put your hair on me
I’m with Foyone making a rap without cut
I cut all the drügs and now I have double
I hang out with the gypsies and with the people noble
If they talk too much, we’ll send you to the envelope

[Verse 3: Acru]
Yes, on Mondays I detect the tunnel of text
And the toupee of the perfect puzzle emerges from my body
They take effect, the crosses I put polish the spectrum
And they join in this, people who saw the light like a downtown shooter
Yes, it’s a piece of cake, tss, I’ll cover your win
olden bishop, I rhyme, I dig and I go out to the river bank
Damn, A-C-R-U
I know that envy is not blood, so send health

[Verse 4: Akapellah]
I enter in stern passing over with my truck
I walk on the moon like the king of pop
I brought a block, not a Glock, ain’t got no plus
It’s me and my voice that my god gave me, ah

So amazing, terrible, incredible
I know because I surprise myself with my game
I go for the band like Roberto Carlos
They want and they try, but they can’t make it, yeah

[Bridge: The Doctor]
Pup-pup-pup
Pup-pup-pup-pup
RAPSINCORTE
Foyone, Doctor
It’s The Doctor, damn

[Verse 5: The Doctor]
I spent on drügs what a fu*king Lamborghini costs
I have the haters who think they’re Mussolini
Behind the keyboard screen they see Biondini
They listen to rappers with the Daniel Agostini vibe
With my gun, a couple of bullets, I leave it empty
My guacha always hid the revolver from me
I hit a couple of idiots who didn’t understand her
Rockstar life and that’s even though I didn’t sign with Lauria

[Verse 6: Homer El Mero Mero & T&K]
From the land of tango, I’m the one who stands out
When he has a 2×4 sounding like an Ithaca
Fat cow, skinny cow and to the cap slips away
It must be because they always try to take some bale
If they want candy, I just pop the piñata
To buy their silence in case someone gives me away
I always have the one from the north, here there is no cut or hangover
And I do this for sport like when there was no money (Fu*k)

[Verse 7: T&K]
I eclipse the sky again for a rap without cut
New moon and crescent sun in my neocortex
In the most marginal magnetic dialectic of Villa Angélica
Sal world, I hope cold and they want to reduce my dreams
To some metrics and controversies, algorithmic, statistical and numerical
So proud and geminian I am protected
The force that produces a bell, as well as my friends

[Verse 8: Klan]
I bring pure s*it in case you have doubts
The muses always dance naked for me
I don’t have good bars, I have raw bars
I never had fears in the dark neighborhood
In my veins there is no blood anymore, now there is painting
I die graffiti artist and making culture
Rapper train, the gift of writing
Whenever change hits, it disfigures

[Verse 9: Soui Uno]
I give faith to my gender, I never bought with that gigolo
Your idols are in limbo, mine heals my pain
Latina and I riot, I hit the mark and generate tremor
Skate in that circle and today I take care of my surroundings
I who win even when I lose, who caresses and bites
I like to spend if I don’t have, that’s why I get into debt
Me who was saved by hip hop, I absolve myself of the charges
And when they paint the problems I put my chest out and I solve it

[Part II]

[Intro: Ronpe 99]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah
Woh, me, ah

[Verse 1: Ronpe 99]
I don’t know much about algorithms, I make rhythm in verse
If this comes out to me even a pine, I already know pine without effort
You know I’m a pig, I’m Chinese, zero perso
Those who gave their contacts, if there is no tact, I don’t make an effort
If how many spiritualists later poison
I’m the one who stays to endure when everyone lacquers
Since 2000 I don’t know how much, postponing is in anyone
If in the end time runs and I don’t reach my career

[Verse 2: Zeballos]
This is rap without cut, ma, soft
I’m here for something like the thing of the thing
I rap, then success in your nocturnal heat
And there they die for a feat with the famous person on duty
Pure inopportune love
In trance I make the hate so tender, I make love so hard
They want to be the one and they don’t know how to do it
I don’t know how to make two patterns, I make history of eight phrases, woh

[Verse 3: Fianru]
My rap without cut like the Peruvian
They stamped your passport and you are in Punta Cana
And even though he never went to Havana, he has three Cubans
He got them by Mexicanizing, activating the tana
The Colombian tie with the Sevillian
Like a Turk in the fog, he sees nothing
And even though the paira comes, even though the Guatemalan comes
I put French love and release South American cream

[Verse 4: mhtresuno]
We live in the chaos where the kids grow
Playing in hell, they steal from you and the thirteen
Friends don’t exist, they put the innocent to sleep
For money and drügs, a lot of people are being killed

[Verse 5: Cerounno]
Yeah, I’m still hanging around the dining room
It’s just that going through this moment is so moving
My ñeri knew that something better is coming soon
Even when his family left him
They were wrong for wanting to look for the big problem
Pokémon, all my friends are your provider, ah
They’ve been hearing me for a while and they pretend they don’t
Big ears, don’t play deaf, I’m the best

[Verse 6: Lil Troca]
God told me: “Everything is written,” my favorite fisherman
I started out as a crime and ended up with little outfits
If mine are with me, why do I need you?
Now I’m back to Cutral Co like Diego came back to Fiorito
Without weapons or resentment, just money and no love
I left home like a guacho to cure these pains
Smoking in the window, I waited for time to get better
And a couple of years later we’re in RAPSINCORTE with Foyone

[Verse 7: Foyone]
Argentina, Chile, Uruguay, Colombia
Singing I get rid of everything that weighs me down
Puerto Rico, Venezuela, Dominican Republic, Mexico
We’re on the same team, we fight in the same army
If the neighborhood goes silent, we’ll cure it like a doctor
I spread hope like a credit increase
I’m alive and for me that’s already a success
And while I carve it for you, I demonstrate my merits, I

[Outro: Foyone]
RAPSINCORTE 51 at home
Direct from Argentina to the whole world
A bull, kids, po-po, po
Yeah

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RAPSINCORTE 51 (English Translation) Lyrics Meaning

[Verse 1: Foyone]
Foyone kicks off with a strong, confident vibe, saying he spits raw and unapologetic truths, which might seem mysterious or beyond regular understanding. He talks about standing strong and resilient, no matter the place or situation, almost like a universal survivor’s mindset. The idea that “the world is a neighborhood” suggests that despite the chaos, he believes everything will eventually be okay. He’s not about selling fake stories but about showcasing his talent, comparing his demand to that of rare currency. Growing up in tough environments made him fierce, almost “devil mode.”

[Verse 2: C.R.O]
C.R.O’s verse mixes metaphor and gritty reality. He’s “cooking crystals,” symbolizing making something valuable, while navigating a world full of love-hate relationships. Raised in a chaotic, almost hellish environment (“with all the devils”), he warns people not to challenge him. He’s creating pure, uncut rap, having moved past drügs to a higher level of success. His crew, consisting of both outlaws (gypsies) and noble people, are loyal, but if anyone talks too much, they’ll deal with them harshly. It’s a vivid picture of street survival.

[Verse 3: Acru]
Acru reflects on his creative process, describing it as both puzzling and poetic, with his work coming together piece by piece. His lyrical “crosses” have a cleansing effect, helping him and others who have seen the light, like a shooter aiming at a target. He feels his rhyme skills are polished and natural, casually excelling in his art. He proudly mentions his name, Acru, and acknowledges that envy doesn’t run through him, wishing health to others instead of holding grudges. His flow blends reflection with confidence.

[Verse 4: Akapellah]
Akapellah enters with a swagger, describing his powerful presence as he “passes over” obstacles, comparing his moonwalk to Michael Jackson’s. He doesn’t rely on weapons (a “Glock”) for power; instead, he uses his voice, which he sees as a divine gift. His style is both amazing and intimidating, and he’s continually impressed by his own progress. He likens his pursuit of success to the perseverance of a famous soccer player, Roberto Carlos, acknowledging that while others might try, they simply can’t reach his level.

[Bridge: The Doctor]
This short, energetic bridge hypes up the track, with The Doctor adding punchy, repetitive sound effects, reinforcing the raw, unfiltered nature of the song. It’s an intense buildup.

[Verse 5: The Doctor]
The Doctor talks about spending a fortune on drügs, comparing the cost to a luxury car like a Lamborghini. He addresses his critics, likening them to dictators hiding behind screens. He mocks their tastes, suggesting they listen to shallow music, and talks about using a gun to handle disputes. His girl, loyal to the street life, helps him hide his weapon. He’s also hit a few clueless people who didn’t understand her toughness. Despite his rebellious lifestyle, he lives like a rockstar, even without signing with a big label.

[Verse 6: Homer El Mero Mero & T&K]
This verse highlights pride in his origins, describing himself as standing out in his unique Argentine tango style. The references to “fat cow” and “skinny cow” suggest surviving through good and bad times. People often try to take advantage, but he keeps his focus and protects his interests. There’s a sense of danger, but he handles it smoothly, paying off those who might betray him. He stays true to his hustle, rapping not for fame or money, but for the love of the game, like in the days before wealth was involved.

[Verse 7: T&K]
T&K blends vivid imagery with deep reflection, talking about eclipsing the sky for the sake of pure, unfiltered rap. He mentions the moon and sun as metaphors for his creative consciousness and mental state. The references to “marginal dialectic” and “Villa Angélica” show he’s from the streets, holding onto dreams that others want to reduce to mere numbers or statistics. He proudly states his duality as a Gemini, finding protection in that identity, and describes the unshakable bond between him and his friends.

[Verse 8: Klan]
Klan comes in with raw energy, confident that his style and art stand out. He brings realness to the table, not polished bars but raw, uncut expression. He recalls his past in a tough neighborhood where fear was never an option. The metaphor of blood turning into paint symbolizes his transformation from street life to a graffiti artist, someone who lives for creating culture. His writing is a gift, and he embraces change, even when it disrupts or disfigures life, using it to fuel his art.

[Verse 9: Soui Uno]
Soui Uno reflects on his journey and dedication to his craft. He doesn’t buy into superficial things or trends, unlike other idols, and his music helps heal his personal pain. Proudly Latin, he talks about shaking things up and leaving a mark on his surroundings. Even when he loses, he feels like he wins, learning from every experience. He admits to enjoying spending money, even if it puts him in debt. Hip hop saved him from his struggles, and now he faces life’s challenges head-on, determined to solve them.

[Intro: Ronpe 99]
This intro sets a casual, hyped tone with simple, energetic sounds and phrases, expressing the excitement of the moment.

[Verse 1: Ronpe 99]
Ronpe 99 dismisses the need for complex systems like algorithms, focusing instead on creating rhythms naturally through his verses. He doesn’t stress about things coming easily, since he’s already familiar with the process. He doesn’t care about being tactful or networking; if there’s no genuine connection, he won’t make an effort. He reflects on how many people become toxic over time, but he’s the one who stays strong, enduring while others give up. Since the early 2000s, he’s avoided postponing his grind, despite time racing against him.

[Verse 2: Zeballos]
Zeballos continues with a smooth, confident flow, explaining that his rap is pure and uncut. He’s here with a purpose, likening his presence to something essential. His success draws others in, especially during the nighttime when they seek collaborations with famous people. His work is filled with love and hate, mixing tenderness with intensity. Many try to be the best, but they don’t know how. While they focus on simple patterns, Zeballos makes history with just a few impactful phrases.

[Verse 3: Fianru]
Fianru’s verse compares his unfiltered rap to something pure, like Peruvian culture. He talks about a luxurious lifestyle, with passports and exotic trips, even though he hasn’t been everywhere. He boasts about obtaining his Cuban cigars and blending cultures, including Colombian, Mexican, and Sevillian influences. The verse has a global vibe, combining various cultural elements while maintaining his South American roots. Even though challenges arise, he’s confident in his approach, delivering high-quality, uncut artistry.

[Verse 4: mhtresuno]
This short verse is about growing up in chaotic conditions. The kids are raised in an environment where crime and survival are a daily reality. They play in a metaphorical hell, where theft and violence are common. Trust is nonexistent, as friends betray for money and drügs, leading to a cycle of death and destruction.

[Verse 5: Cerounno]
Cerounno reflects on the struggles he’s faced, hanging around in rough environments like the dining room, which may symbolize poverty. He finds emotional strength in these moments, knowing that something better is coming soon. Even when his family abandoned him, he remained hopeful. He criticizes people who try to stir up big problems, staying loyal to his friends. Despite people hearing him for a while, they pretend not to recognize his talent. He knows he’s the best, urging others to acknowledge his greatness.

[Verse 6: Lil Troca]
Lil Troca talks about fate and destiny, saying everything is already written. He started with a criminal background but eventually found a new path, even in the smallest achievements. Surrounded by loyal friends, he no longer needs validation from others. He draws a parallel between his return to his hometown and the return of soccer legend Diego Maradona to his roots. Troca no longer seeks revenge or violence; instead, he focuses on making money and moving on. He left home to heal his pain and now reflects on his journey with pride.

[Verse 7: Foyone]
Foyone proudly represents Latin America, naming countries like Argentina, Chile, Uruguay, and Colombia. Through singing and rap, he releases all the burdens he carries, uniting his people across borders. He acknowledges that many of them are fighting the same battles, and he offers hope, comparing his impact to a doctor curing a neighborhood’s silence. Being alive is already a success for him, and as he continues to create, he demonstrates his worth and accomplishments to the world.

[Outro: Foyone]
Foyone closes out the track with pride, repping “RAPSINCORTE 51” as something born in Argentina and now being shared with the world, comparing himself to a bull, symbolizing strength and resilience.

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Q. Who has sung RAPSINCORTE 51 (English Translation) song?
A. RAPSINCORTE 51 (English Translation) song is sung by Foyone.

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A. RAPSINCORTE 51 (English Translation) music is composed and produced by Foyone.

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