CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : caminando en la nieve (Orestes Gomez & Nick Hook’s Versión)
[Verse 1: El-P & Pawmps]
Get a dose, a dirty code to go, been cold since Co-Flow
Got a wire or two unlodgin', I'll set a fire down below
I'll hang it up when you say, "Sorry, I didn't know"
Prolly got a year or ten to go, so let's go
I don't really know how to go slow
Deje de caminar en la nieve
Goddamn, that motherfucker's cold (Ayy)
You in the wrong mode, you open and closin' your hole, it's a no go
This whole world's a shit moat, filled to the brim like Gitmo
When you think it don't get mo' low it limbo 'til the sticks on flo'
All oppression's born of lies, I don't make the rules, I’m just one guy
All due respect, if getting spit on's how rеspect is now defined
Hungry for truth but you got scrеwed and drank the Kool-Aid, there's a line
It end directly at the edge of a mass grave, that's their design
Funny fact about a cage, they're never built for just one group
So when that cage is done with them and you still poor, it come for you
The newest lowest on the totem, well golly gee, you have been used
You helped to fuel the death machine that down the line will kill you too (Oops)
Pseudo-Christians, y'all indifferent, kids in prisons ain't a sin? Shit
If even one scrap of what Jesus taught connected, you'd feel different
What a disingenuous way to piss away existence, I don't get it
I'd say you lost your goddamn minds if y'all possessed one to begin with
[Verse 2: Akapellah]
Lo que sea for my team to play
Soy como Curry, voy de mi streak
Voy abajo pa' un par de puntos, pero siempre hago el triple faltando seis
Esas Gucci que tiene son fake
Eso que fuman no es purple haze
Eso que beben no es lean, no
Eso es jarabe pa' no toser
To'as esas perras dicen que me aman, pero igual mañana puede serme infiel
Ese negro dice ser mi amigo, pero solo quiere comer mi pastel
No confió en ningún maldecido que no haya comido sobre mi mantel
Fuckin' mundo cruel
Discrimina mi color de piel
Tengo el cora frío como el Ártico
Ahora dicen que soy antipático
Muchos falsos salieron del ático
Y decían que eran mis fanáticos, son de plástico
Cuando arranco, ya no hay quien me pare
Valentino Rossi, me dicen The Doc
Tengo flow pa' Colo parezco de Conto
A mí no me ganan niguno 'e estos tontos
No
[Chorus: Pawmps]
Yo
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
[Break: Pawmps]
Pawmps, shoutout to OG Run the Jewels
Estamos afuera y hace un chingo de frío, goddamn it
[Verse 3: Killer Mike]
The way I see it, you're probably freest from the ages one to four
Around the age of five you're shipped away for your body to be stored
They promise education, but really they give you tests and scores
And they predictin' prison population by who scoring the lowest
And usually the lowest scores the poorest and they look like me
And every day on the evening news, they feed you fear for free
And you so numb, you watch the cops choke out a man like me
Until my voice goes from a shriek to whisper, "I can't breathe"
And you sit there in the house on couch and watch it on TV
The most you give's a Twitter rant and call it a tragedy
But truly the travesty, you've been robbed of your empathy
Replaced it with apathy, I wish I could magically
Fast forward the future so then you can face it
And see how fucked up it'll be
I promise I'm honest
They coming for you the day after they comin' for me
I'm readin' Chomsky, I read Bukowski, I'm layin' low for a week
I said somethin' on behalf of my people and I popped up in Wikileaks
Thank God that I'm covered, the devil come smothered
And you know the evil don't sleep
Dick Gregory told me a couple of secrets before he laid down in his grave
All of us serve the same masters, all of us nothin' but slaves
Never forget in the story of Jesus, the hero was killed by the state
[Chorus: Pawmps]
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
[Verse 4: Apache]
Contraattack como los Black
Arremetiendo duro con el track
Levantando la voz por los caídos que murieron a causa de la gunshot
Ready to die
Voy defendiendo a los mios con música y buenos mensajes
Pa' que respeten este mestizaje
Pa' que se lo vivan mi latinaje
To es lo que traje, tema central
Contra la segregacion racial
Contra la desigualdad social
Tambien la brutalidad policial
En nuestro pensar, es nuestro ideal
Nos quieren callar por manifestar
Ese descontento por todo el gran sufrimiento que nos han querido causar
But I have a dream
Like a master, Luther King
Y eso es convivir en santa paz con lo demás es nuestro fin
No hay mas na'
Con mas equidad
Hasta que halla igualdad
Y oportunidad pa' la humanidad
Que habite en nuestra sociedad
Get a dose, a dirty code to go, been cold since Co-Flow
Got a wire or two unlodgin', I'll set a fire down below
I'll hang it up when you say, "Sorry, I didn't know"
Prolly got a year or ten to go, so let's go
I don't really know how to go slow
Deje de caminar en la nieve
Goddamn, that motherfucker's cold (Ayy)
You in the wrong mode, you open and closin' your hole, it's a no go
This whole world's a shit moat, filled to the brim like Gitmo
When you think it don't get mo' low it limbo 'til the sticks on flo'
All oppression's born of lies, I don't make the rules, I’m just one guy
All due respect, if getting spit on's how rеspect is now defined
Hungry for truth but you got scrеwed and drank the Kool-Aid, there's a line
It end directly at the edge of a mass grave, that's their design
Funny fact about a cage, they're never built for just one group
So when that cage is done with them and you still poor, it come for you
The newest lowest on the totem, well golly gee, you have been used
You helped to fuel the death machine that down the line will kill you too (Oops)
Pseudo-Christians, y'all indifferent, kids in prisons ain't a sin? Shit
If even one scrap of what Jesus taught connected, you'd feel different
What a disingenuous way to piss away existence, I don't get it
I'd say you lost your goddamn minds if y'all possessed one to begin with
[Verse 2: Akapellah]
Lo que sea for my team to play
Soy como Curry, voy de mi streak
Voy abajo pa' un par de puntos, pero siempre hago el triple faltando seis
Esas Gucci que tiene son fake
Eso que fuman no es purple haze
Eso que beben no es lean, no
Eso es jarabe pa' no toser
To'as esas perras dicen que me aman, pero igual mañana puede serme infiel
Ese negro dice ser mi amigo, pero solo quiere comer mi pastel
No confió en ningún maldecido que no haya comido sobre mi mantel
Fuckin' mundo cruel
Discrimina mi color de piel
Tengo el cora frío como el Ártico
Ahora dicen que soy antipático
Muchos falsos salieron del ático
Y decían que eran mis fanáticos, son de plástico
Cuando arranco, ya no hay quien me pare
Valentino Rossi, me dicen The Doc
Tengo flow pa' Colo parezco de Conto
A mí no me ganan niguno 'e estos tontos
No
[Chorus: Pawmps]
Yo
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
[Break: Pawmps]
Pawmps, shoutout to OG Run the Jewels
Estamos afuera y hace un chingo de frío, goddamn it
[Verse 3: Killer Mike]
The way I see it, you're probably freest from the ages one to four
Around the age of five you're shipped away for your body to be stored
They promise education, but really they give you tests and scores
And they predictin' prison population by who scoring the lowest
And usually the lowest scores the poorest and they look like me
And every day on the evening news, they feed you fear for free
And you so numb, you watch the cops choke out a man like me
Until my voice goes from a shriek to whisper, "I can't breathe"
And you sit there in the house on couch and watch it on TV
The most you give's a Twitter rant and call it a tragedy
But truly the travesty, you've been robbed of your empathy
Replaced it with apathy, I wish I could magically
Fast forward the future so then you can face it
And see how fucked up it'll be
I promise I'm honest
They coming for you the day after they comin' for me
I'm readin' Chomsky, I read Bukowski, I'm layin' low for a week
I said somethin' on behalf of my people and I popped up in Wikileaks
Thank God that I'm covered, the devil come smothered
And you know the evil don't sleep
Dick Gregory told me a couple of secrets before he laid down in his grave
All of us serve the same masters, all of us nothin' but slaves
Never forget in the story of Jesus, the hero was killed by the state
[Chorus: Pawmps]
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
Deje de caminar en la nieve, el pinche frio sí que se siente
[Verse 4: Apache]
Contraattack como los Black
Arremetiendo duro con el track
Levantando la voz por los caídos que murieron a causa de la gunshot
Ready to die
Voy defendiendo a los mios con música y buenos mensajes
Pa' que respeten este mestizaje
Pa' que se lo vivan mi latinaje
To es lo que traje, tema central
Contra la segregacion racial
Contra la desigualdad social
Tambien la brutalidad policial
En nuestro pensar, es nuestro ideal
Nos quieren callar por manifestar
Ese descontento por todo el gran sufrimiento que nos han querido causar
But I have a dream
Like a master, Luther King
Y eso es convivir en santa paz con lo demás es nuestro fin
No hay mas na'
Con mas equidad
Hasta que halla igualdad
Y oportunidad pa' la humanidad
Que habite en nuestra sociedad
