El Circo Lyrics English Translation by Shé
I have returned after a long time
Bound to suffering, far from silence
Healing the wounds of my own hell
I know nobody was expecting me, they thought I was dead, but I’m back, and I know some will be happy
Others can’t stand me and are dying inside
Now everyone points at me and doubts my talent
But they lower their gazes when I enter
I have returned after three years without releasing an album
Alone in the shadows of my abyss
When nobody believed I would come back
Coincides with the moment when I believe in myself the most
They know I’m back and they want to hunt me down, even the algorithm
But I’ve come back to show them that I’m still undefeated
They never believed in me for being different
And now they look at me and cross themselves like when they see Christ
Posing well isn’t my thing in this circus industry
I am raw and natural, for the soul, there’s no filter
I aim to be more visceral than commercial in my anthems
When being true to oneself is no longer a trend, I fade away
Living by telling my story is already a triumph for me
I never expected to be lucky as if I were playing bingo
I’m interested in the deep, not in making a rhythm go viral
When it comes to what matters to me, I don’t pretend
Rap in Spain now feels different to me
The passion is gone, you only seek the rhythm
I’m looking around, but I don’t see a single album
And since everyone has sold out, I have to do it myself
I screw those little bitches, sometimes I’m Risto (a reference to a TV personality)
I learned well how to play dumb among so many smart ones
You come to suck my dick when you catch me alone
Then if someone else is around, you pretend I don’t exist, they point me out as the new one when it’s been a century
Are you going to talk to me about what rap is? You haven’t touched a book
You dream of drugs, Lambos, you’re already in limbo
We both know that if I succeed it’s because I don’t give up
I don’t sound like all those others, I sound different
They listen to me and they’re stunned like The Simpsons
They look up, thinking they see UFOs, but it’s just me
I’m tired of all of you, watching the circus burn
I never mingled with others, I’m not into that fake stuff
I don’t need friends who want to sink my ship
I only make pacts with myself
You won’t see me drinking from their puddles
They say they’re good, but I don’t think it’s that much
They’re looking for the contract that will push them to the top
They throw at me, but then they copy everything I sing
Half-heartedly, and in the end, they’ll have a heart attack
The posturing that’s going on now doesn’t represent me
Don’t look for a style in me, I don’t follow trends, I deal in feelings because that’s my drug
Music that moves isn’t appreciated
I don’t represent an easy rhythm that’s cool
Because that garbage everyone’s making burns the neurons
And maybe I don’t move crowds, but I move people
I’m going to change this game, it’s about time
First, don’t call me bro, I’m not your bro
My bro is only one and he’s a fucking boss
You’re number two, I’m number one, MCs are my breakfast
Everyone’s atheists until I rhyme and faith in God returns
I double the bet, I offer 100%, see?
More shine in one track than you singing with ten, huh?
Like you, there are dozens, like several, like you at dinner
Like me, none, no one sounds like this in the damn scene
I don’t suck up to have my tracks placed
I make raps, not TikToks, but you’re ashamed, pathetic
And when they don’t succeed, they deflect blame
You’re bad, but your friends will never tell you
Shut up, ugly mouth, you’ll never be competition
You talk shit behind my back, then stay silent when I’m present
You lack that humility, which you replace with your arrogance
They compare us and there aren’t seven, but a hundred thousand differences
Shé
I’m back
This is “Tiempo,” “Tiempo Volume 3”
Tickets already on sale for the big Circus
Hurry and alert all the clowns because the tamer is back
Don’t miss it, see you at the next show.