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Untouchable - Eminem | Letra de la Canción

Pt. I

[Intro]
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot
We may never understand each other, it’s no use
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

[Verse 1]
Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, 'profile'
Then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably comin' from the dope house
We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum
On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true
Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it
In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
It's for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one's ever indicted you
Why? 'Cause you're a...



[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you're untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)

[Verse 2]
Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and
We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man
Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at?
Why you kicking that soda can?
Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are
Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy
We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine
Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities
That's what we call 'em pigsties for
They're like eyesores to police
Talk to you like just a piece of trash
Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in
To the sixties, having black-skin is risky
'Cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a...



[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you're untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)

Pt. II

[Verse 3]
Seems like the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice than a black life span
I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance
I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it's better disguised banter
But that's life, strapped 'cause we're strapped financially
And can't find answers
We're applying, but McDonald's
Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire
So how can we have higher standards?
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence but acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes black lives madder
At cops and cops madder
That's why it's at a stalemate



Can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop
Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods
Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like that's the way to do it
Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns
And know nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that's racism, the fear that a black face gives 'em
A subconscious racist
Wait, why are there black neighborhoods?
'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area
Separated us, Section-Eight'd us
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
And education sucks, and every day's another
Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want a safe environment for our kids
But can’t escape the sirens
Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my



It's more like billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause we’re black
"But you kill each other, facts
You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats”
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a derringer
Or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
'Cause no one oversees these cops and
All we see is 'em beat charges
We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off
So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings
Just keep marchin', 'til we reach congress
But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb



So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum
If you don't stand for the national anthem
We raise it, you better praise it
Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the brave is still racist 'ville
So this whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel
To a piece of cloth that represents the Land of the Free"" that made people slaves to build"




Pt. I

[Intro]
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot
We may never understand each other, it’s no use
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

[Verse 1]
Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, 'profile'
Then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably comin' from the dope house
We could let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum
On you another drug charge, homie, it's back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true
Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it
In your back, then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
It's for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one's ever indicted you
Why? 'Cause you're a...



[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you're untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)

[Verse 2]
Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and
We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man
Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at?
Why you kicking that soda can?
Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll up and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are
Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid, comply or die, boy
We're fightin' a crime war, here come the swine
Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities
That's what we call 'em pigsties for
They're like eyesores to police
Talk to you like just a piece of trash
Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins, it's like we're drifting back in
To the sixties, having black-skin is risky
'Cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a...

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you're untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I don't even care)
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a (big rockstar)



Pt. II

[Verse 3]
Seems like the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice than a black life span
I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance
I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it's better disguised banter
But that's life, strapped 'cause we're strapped financially
And can't find answers
We're applying, but McDonald's
Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire
So how can we have higher standards?
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence but acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes black lives madder
At cops and cops madder
That's why it's at a stalemate
Can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops, and man, stop
Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods
Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like that's the way to do it
Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns
And know nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that's racism, the fear that a black face gives 'em
A subconscious racist
Wait, why are there black neighborhoods?
'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an area
Separated us, Section-Eight'd us
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
And education sucks, and every day's another
Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want a safe environment for our kids
But can’t escape the sirens



Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
The lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
It's more like billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause we’re black
"But you kill each other, facts
You peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats”
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a derringer
Or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
'Cause no one oversees these cops and
All we see is 'em beat charges
We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off
So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings
Just keep marchin', 'til we reach congress
But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum
If you don't stand for the national anthem
We raise it, you better praise it
Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the brave is still racist 'ville
So this whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel
To a piece of cloth that represents the Land of the Free"" that made people slaves to build"

Untouchable - Eminem | Traducción al Español

Pt. yo

[Introducción]
Manos arriba, oficial no dispare
Luego levante sus pantalones, prometa que no saqueará
Es posible que nunca nos entendamos, no sirve de nada
No vamos a comprender lo que cada uno pasa

[Verso 1]
Chico negro, chico negro, no te vamos a mentir
Chico negro, chico negro, no nos gusta verte
Póngase de costado
Ventana desplegada, 'perfil'
Entonces nos preguntamos por qué vemos este lado de ti
Probablemente viniendo de la casa de la droga
Podríamos dejar que se deslice, pero la luz de la cola se ha apagado,
Sabemos que te estas escondiendo que Heidi Klum
En ti otro cargo por droga, homie, está de vuelta adentro para ti
Y en caso de que se produzca una persecución, conseguimos eso probado y verdadero
Pistola te atrapó, estaremos encantados de descargarlo
En tu espalda, sube y coloca esa Taser a tu lado
Maldito, pero ¿qué demonios debo hacer?
Me sigo diciendo, sigue haciendo como si estuvieras haciendo
No importa cuántas vidas arruines
Es para el rojo, blanco y azul
Es hora de ir a buscar uno nuevo y dividir su cabeza en dos
Nadie te ha acusado jamás
¿Por qué? Porque eres un ...



[Estribillo: Eminem y (Cheech y Chong)]
Chico blanco, chico blanco, eres un rockstar
(Mi mamá me habla, intenta decirme cómo vivir)
Chico blanco, chico blanco, en tu coche patrulla
(Pero no la escucho, porque mi cabeza es como un colador)
Chico blanco, chico blanco, eres intocable
(El mundo llega a su fin, ni siquiera me importa)
Nadie me puede decir una mierda porque soy un (gran estrella de rock)

[Verso 2]
Chico negro, chico negro, no conseguimos tu cultura y
No nos importa lo que nuestro gobierno ha hecho para follarte, hombre
No nos digas que tu actitud es el resultado de eso
Balderdash, ¿de dónde sacaste el chip en tu hombro?
¿Por qué patear esa soda?
Levanta los pantalones, vamos a enrollarnos y
Lanza tu culo en el van esposado
No tiene que conocer nuestros planes o nuestras intenciones
Nuestras cartas están cerca de nuestro cofre, es mejor que muestres tus manos
Y tranquiliza nuestras mentes
O recibir un disparo en la tiroides, cumplir o morir, niño
Estamos luchando en una guerra criminal, aquí vienen los cerdos
Tryna limpia las calles de todas estas minorías
Eso es lo que llamamos 'canallas para



Son como monstruosidades para la policía
Hablarte como un pedazo de basura
Se siente como si estuviéramos atrapados en un túnel del tiempo para mí
Como pateo estos hechos y obtengo estas reacciones mixtas
Como este golpe retrocede, es como si estuviéramos retrocediendo en
Para los años sesenta, tener la piel negra es arriesgado
Porque esto sigue sucediendo
A lo largo de la historia, los afroamericanos han sido tratados como una mierda
Y lo admito, ha habido momentos en los que ha sido embarazoso ser ...

[Estribillo: Eminem y (Cheech y Chong)]
Chico blanco, chico blanco, eres un rockstar
(Mi mamá me habla, intenta decirme cómo vivir)
Chico blanco, chico blanco, en tu coche patrulla
(Pero no la escucho, porque mi cabeza es como un colador)
Chico blanco, chico blanco, eres intocable
(El mundo llega a su fin, ni siquiera me importa)
Nadie me puede decir una mierda porque soy un (gran estrella de rock)



Pt. II

[Verso 3]
Parece la vida promedio de un hombre blanco
Es más del doble que una vida útil negra
Me pregunto a veces si tiene un escáner de precios
Tengo ganas de echar un vistazo a la vida, no puedo escapar de esta circunstancia
Prefiero escucharlos decir "Die N-word" que Die Antwoord
Ninja, ahora es mejor broma disfrazado
Pero así es la vida, atados porque estamos atados financieramente
Y no puedo encontrar respuestas
Estamos aplicando, pero McDonald's
Parece ser la única franquicia que contratará
Entonces, ¿cómo podemos tener estándares más altos?
Mientras Dallas ensombrece la batalla por Black Lives Matter
Contraatacamos con violencia pero actuamos así
Ojos negros en el movimiento



Lo que hace a los negros enloquecer
A policías y policías loco
Es por eso que está en punto muerto
No se puede llegar a un compromiso por lo que es Black Ops
Me pregunto si contratamos más policías negros, la mierda se detiene
El bloque es nuestro patio trasero, oficiales, no el lugar de la grieta
Llama a los perros de ataque fuera de nosotros, hombre
Siempre actúas enojado con nosotros en una parada de tráfico
Y los policías malos lo joden por los buenos policías, y hombre, detente
Enviar policías blancos en los barrios negros
Quién no está aclimatado a ellos, como esa es la manera de hacerlo
¿Quién ha visto algunos videos jodidos de raperos agitando pistolas?
Y no conoces a nadie negro por lo que nos tienen miedo
Y eso es racismo, el miedo a que una cara negra les dé
Un racista subconsciente
Espera, ¿por qué hay barrios negros?
Porque Estados Unidos nos segregó, nos designó a un área
Nos separamos, Section-Eight'd us
Cuando lo destruimos es la única vez que se nos presta atención
Y la educación apesta, y cada día es otro
Freddie Gray para nosotros, un impuesto se rompe o se difumina
¿Por qué nos tratan como pelusa seca?
Solo queremos un ambiente seguro para nuestros hijos
Pero no puede escapar de las sirenas
No tome a un científico para ver nuestra naturaleza violenta se encuentra en
La pobreza que enfrentamos así que la tasa de criminalidad es la más alta en
Las clases más bajas, es como una valla de alambre de afeitar
Y estamos atrapados en estos prejuicios raciales
Eso plaga nuestra sociedad, lo que hace que nuestros niveles de ansiedad aumenten
Cada vez que vemos la cara del diablo
Leones, tigres y osos, oh mi
Es más como billy clubs y gats
Y realmente nos encanta


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