Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, my name's la bruja "for witch it stands" Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, i'm making magic with the mic in my hand Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, my magic wand is a pen understand Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, my name's la bruja "for witch it stands" A little girl with big dreams down these streets so mean She believed that her destiny meaned she'd succeed And even though the odd seamed, they were stacked up against her Few people could see what she had in her center Her mental capacity was exposed to tragedy, surviving the insanity As strong as she had to be, her crew and her family believed in her to Underground is where she grew "Boogie down (production)" sound view Where teacher wouldn't recognize her as a real writer But deep down inside a magical fire Burned and devoured the negative around her The voice from inside her was louder then the doubter So she remained in power, blossomed like a flower Stood tall as a tower, amongst fonies and cowards That all would give her pounds(?) at the witching hours Cause she wouldn't give up, and now she couldn't be prouder Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, ooh P-ooooo-rque la bruja Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, ooh P-ooooo-rque la bruja Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, ooh me pregunta que porque la bruja Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, a (?) for witch it stand They wanted her fame, when she earned the name They wanted the bling, she just wanted to sing They wanted things, selling out for there dreams She wanted peace and love for human beeings They wanted something they could pump in the truck She wanted something that was honest from the gut They wanted something that the kids would repeat She wanted something to instill some believe They said she couldn't cut it, said that she was to deep And all that conciousness would put people to sleep Some dreams were shut down, cause they tried to decieve her She had plans for big things, but they wouldn't believe her They said that they would doubt it that she would ever achieve it Now those same very people couldn't be any sweeter It wasn't easy either but if you're a true believer You could be or inspire a future worldleader Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, una bruja buena (?) Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, (Spanish talk) I'm making magic with the mic in my hand Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, (spanish talk) My magic wand is a pen understand Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja, (Una Poeta (?)) I wrote my name on the open mic list to spit It was a lunar eclipse, it was 1996 April 3th, my spoken word, the first time was heard And i emerged as a "nuyorican" poet, i didn't even have a flow yet Babito hosted, the seed was planted, since then i had to grow it From the time i was five, when i had learned to recite From my Mam who herself couldn't read or even write She was my beacon of light, she changed the course of my life She saw my mam become a wife on halloween night So no i don't k** chickens or do voodoo pin stickin' And my mission isn't wicked, superstition or wiccan No spanish inquisition, Spooky from minishes No treaten no trickin, it's just oral tradition I only spell with words, verbal incantations It's 010 so don't ask me again what the name is Porque la bruja, Porque la bruja (Spanish talk) PS. Could anyone translate the spanish parts? ;) Thnx in advance!