Proper Dos - Hard Tiempo [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Artist: Proper Dos
Album: Mexican Power
Song: Hard Tiempo

What's up mija? Just thought I'd write these few lineas, just to see how
You're doing. And let
You know how I'm doing here in the pinta

Sittin' here in the yarda
I do nada but wait
Staring at the barb wire at the top of the gate
Beyond that linea is mi familia and friends
Everyday I hope that this nightmare will end
Pero this shit is serio it's not a dream
I'm seeing inmates dying-I'm hearing their last scream
It's making me sick
Surrounded by bars and three walls made of brick
I gotta sleep with a knife
I'm doing hard tiempo, cause I took a vatos life
I thought I was slick-but not slick enough
Now I have to prove to the whole prison that I'm tough
The only way out is the easy way suicide
When I think of that I think of mi familia on the outside
I miss my homeboys and my carnales
My jefita's homemade tamales
But I got nada, now in prison blues
I think I'll go get tattoos
Nothing else to do
But hard time..HARD TIEMPO

I remember when I used to play shoot em up
It seems like just yesterday
Going to another varrio drinking my pisto
With my cuete, listo to spray
But now I live for today and I can't think about tomorrow
Cause that'll just bring me pain and sorrow
SIMON! Hard tiempo!
Compared to this place man, the calle was simple
It's no fun being torcido my jefita misses me
And I miss my nino
Instead of livin by the gun
All I do now is think of the shit I should've done
Instead of doing jale's, I should of got one
I should have carried books, instead of a shotgun
Instead of driving by shooting at the raza
We should have all been at the park eating carne asada
Just kicking back drinking
Thinking of a master plan
To bring up the MEXICANS
But I had to show my friends that I was down with it
Now they know I'm down-but they don't come down to visit
A big shot in varrio
Jainas Y todo, but now I sit here solo
All I get's letters from my jefita
Telling me my carnalito's starting to smoke frios
AND do things that I did when I was his age
DIRT
Puttin in work with a 12 gauge
So now I can't concentrate
Imagine having your lil brother for a cell mate
But if he wants to lead the life of crime
It won't be long before he's with
Me and we're both doing hard time
HARD TIEMPO!

It's all south, but I dont keep both eyes shut
Cause I share my cell with this loko ass nut
He sits in the corner and refuses to sleep
I gotta stay alert just incase he decides to creep
I can't take no more
I'm sick of sleeping with rats and roaches on a concrete floor
So the next chance I get I'm gonna shank the prison guard
Take his gun and his keys and run real hard
If someone tries to stop me from doing my break
I'll just put a cap in his ass til his body no longer shakes
That's murder 2 so now it's do or die
And if I can't get beyond that line, My ass will fry
Everything went black
I woke up chained up and I knew I was back
At the same place
Cuts on my body from the sharp fence
Now I'm gonna have to face the consequence
Trying to escape is a seriuos crime
Now the time will get harder HARD TIME
Hard Tiempo!

I guess that's it for now...Prepare yourself and DON'T LET NO ONE GET
YOU DOWN.,
Maybe someday will be together...but until then I'll suffer...