D.O.S. (Destroy On Sight) — Compite song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Compite" by D.O.S. (Destroy On Sight).
Lyrics
Battle us?) ¿cómo? *you wanna battle me?*
Yeah *you wanna battle me?*
Com-pi-te
Fite, estate al quite de estos critters
So bitter, feel the glitters, compite
Ya voice so chitter
No me irrites, little cheater (es D.O.S.)
Fitter than yo' mouth spitting titters
Ti- títeres sin cuerdas
¡Mierda! apestas a… mira
Estás de oferta
Estás… en esta vía muerta
¡Coñe! date cuenta
¡Corre! date puerta
Apuesta, «compite» es mi Omertá (Aha!)
Estás presto a caerte con lo puesto
Estoy dispuesto a dar el resto hoy me apresto a
Dejarte expuesto
Seré honesto… con esto manifiesto mi ira
¿Tu? ¡Tira! con tu rapear molesto…
¿Cómo? Modesto
Yo! Come on, battle me!
Ya style is cheaper than the cheapest
Ya failed this spelling bee
Don’t try to climb the steepest
Slope, COMPETE…
So dope it is when I spit it
Wanna win? ¡Compite!
¿Es competición todo lo que viene? ¿quién
Sostiene???
Who holds the mic in this episode?
Yeah, ya lo repito yo
Todo lo que viene es competición
Rima, ritmo a petición
Despacio, presta atención
Es pasión, una minoría en expansión
Son de traca, cara a cara… ¿quién ataca?
No destacas como yo en esta canción
Now… do you really want to battle me?
Show ya flow to the best of your ability
You fatality! I bet you can’t beat my talent
Crowd fell silence, ya prevén los que no valen
(uuhhh)
Eres el pato feo de este cuento
Vas de cisne y aparecen los lamentos… lento
Corre, es tu intento, compite!
¿No sabes nadar, a qué viene ese
Ahogamiento?
You wanna battle me? Nah, you better not
(Flow so hot… you better stop thinking ‘bout
Battling)
Me? Quien trae tu partitura pa' que no te
Pierdas
Rienda suelta al Rap, tu contra las cuerdas
(The good, the bad, the ugly, you the worst
Still lost? Entre estos cables suenan sables
Tú tiembla)
No ves ni nuestra sombra en esta niebla
Atento al quiebro, traemos tiniebla a tu
Cerebro
(Suena gordo bro') Yo! suena pro
(Así suena este tándem, el micro está que arde
Tarde, no sigues a este par de colosos
Tu ritmo más bien soso, retarded) you fail
(Acabará el partido antes que marques)
Contra tu marcaje no hay desmarques
(Tu rey en jaque mate
Tú sin defensa ante este ataque) Ready?
(You've been already fucked in this battle)
Prepárate para que D.O.S. te aplaque!
Lyrics translation
Battle us?) how? * you wanna battle me?*
Yeah * you wanna battle me?*
Com-pi-te
Fite, stay away from these critters
So bitter, feel the glitters, compete
Ya voice so chitter
Don't piss me off, little cheater.)
Fitter than yo ' mouth spitting titters
Ti-string puppets
Shit! you stink of ... look
You're on offer
You're ... on this dead end.
Pussy! notice it
Run! date door
Bet, "compete" is my Omerta (Aha!)
You're ready to fall for what you're wearing.
I'm willing to give the rest today I prepare to
Leaving you exposed
I'll be honest... with this I manifest my anger
You? Pull! with your annoying rapping…
How? Modest
Yo! Come on, battle me!
Ya style is cheaper Than the cheapest
Ya failed this spelling bee
Don't try to climb the steepest
Slope, COMPETE…
So dope it is when I spit it
Wanna win? Compete!
Is competition all that comes? ¿who
Supports???
Who holds the mic in this episode?
Yeah, I'll say it again.
All that comes is competition
Rhyme, rhythm on request
Slowly, pay attention
It's passion, an expanding minority
They are Thracian, face to face ... who attacks?
You don't stand out like me in this song
Now ... do you really want to battle me?
Show ya flow to the best of your ability
You fatality! I bet you can't beat my talent
Crowd fell silence, already foresee those who are not worth
(uuhhh)
You're the ugly duck in this story.
You go Swan and the laments appear ... slow
Run, it's your try, compete!
Don't you know how to swim?
Drowning?
You wanna battle me? Nah, you better not
(Flow so hot ... you better stop thinking ' bout
Fighting)
Me? Who brings your score pa ' that you do not
Lose
Free rein to Rap, you against the strings
(The good, the bad, the ugly, you the worst
Still lost? Between these cables sound sabers
You tremble)
You don't even see our shadow in this fog
Watch out for bankruptcy, we bring darkness to you
Brain
(Sounds fat bro') Yo! sounds pro
(This is how this tandem sounds, the mic is burning
Late, you don't follow this pair of giants
You fail
(The match will be over before marques)
Against your marking there are no unchecks
(Your king in checkmate
You defenseless against this attack) Ready?
(You've been already fucked in this battle)
Get ready for the D. O. S. to placate you!