María Rodríguez, also known as La Mal… Read Full Bio ↴Artist page: La Mala Rodriguez
María Rodríguez, also known as La Mala, La Mala María, or Mala Rodríguez, is a Spanish hip hop singer. She was born in Jerez de la Frontera,(Cádiz), 13 February 1979. She moved to Seville when she was 4 and to Madrid when she was 19.
Her hip-hop songs are greatly influenced by flamenco music. Some of her lyrics talk about feminism and the problems of the outcasts of society, but in general they are rather abstract.
She became well known in the Spanish hip-hop scene around 1998/1999 when she collaborated with other Sevilla groups like SFDK. However her style was a lot more rough and hardcore. Later on she crossed-over to the mainstream audience with her solo albums but she left behind most of the edge she had in her beginnings and her sound became more laid-back.
She admitted to having been a heroin junkie in her youth but claims that since then she cleaned up. She used to date rapper/producer Supernafamacho, from the group CPV (the founding fathers of Spanish rap). Later on she got involved with a Cuban MC, from the group Explosión Suprema who's now the father of her first baby.
Her music has been featured of the soundtracks of the Spanish films, Lucía y el Sexo (Sex and Lucía), Yo Puta (her songs were used on the movie's television adverts and trailers), the Mexican film, Y tu Mamá También, and the French film, L'Auberge espagnole.
She was also featured on the soundtrack for the EA Sports FIFA 2005 and Scarface: The World is Yours video games.
Most recently, her single "Por la noche" was featured in the Spanish film, "Yo Soy la Juani" (2007). She has also recorded "Mala Suerta con el 13" ("Mala, Loose with -Residente, from Calle- 13) with the Puerto Rican rap duo Calle 13.
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La Rata
Mala Rodríguez Lyrics
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por mi madre que hoy
me saco to' las garrapatas.
Respira profundo,
que no te importe la cloaca.
Este mundo es perfecto
da, da, dale...
Si no lo haces tú
dime quién te ata.
Pa' fuera los colores,
la corbata.
Quejarte y hozica'
no te sirve de na'.
Como sucedáneos,
en el ultramarino.
A este mundo vinimos,
si, pero ¿qué hicimos?
Lo mediocre justifica
a lo divino.
Y que le digo yo a la abuela,
que cerraron ya las escuelas.
Monto un caballo sin espuelas,
él me deja que lo monte,
porque lo trato bien.
Hace rato ya,
que desaparecieron los modales.
Los modelos a seguir,
son cuatro subnormales.
Y todavía somos hermanos.
No voy a llora',
porque así no se consigue na'.
Y yo soy caprichosa,
quiero llegar a mi choza,
y tener agua (agua).
¿Cual es tu guerra?
Si te mueres, te entierran.
La nana que yo canto,
me lo inspira la niebla,
sobre la tierra.
Que me corten la cabeza,
si no me funciona.
¿Cuántas te quedan?
Di... ¿Ocho neuronas?
Plasma, Benz, Hilfiger
y otros antojos.
Ya os veo ya,
convertidos en rastrojos.
Pingajos con esos despojos,
sobre los hombros.
Hombres y mujeres,
equivocados.
Comiendo la ración entera,
de un bocado.
Bajo el sol somos lo mismo.
Y si no nos desnudamos,
y si no bailamos,
y si no comemos,
y si no reímos,
y si no follamos,
y si no cagamos.
¿En qué nos diferenciamos?
¿En qué nos parecemos?
¿Por qué nos matamos?
¿Por qué tiene sed?
¿Por qué?
Si tenemos agua,
no se la damos.
Son solo niños,
el presidente cabrón,
esta ahí,
¿Por qué lo votamos?
Abro la ventana,
siento el aire moviendo mis ramas.
Mundo mío estas tocandome la membrana.
¿Qué se vendió más barato el jako o la manzana?
Cualquiera puede amarme,
cualquiera matarme,
cualquiera sentenciarme,
¿Pero quién me libera?
No existe enfermedad certera.
Todo esto es puro cuento.
Mala Rodríguez's song "La Rata" is a socio-political critique that addresses the issues of the marginalized population and their voicelessness in the society. In the song, she uses the symbolism of a rat to represent the people who are considered the outcasts in the society. The rat is typically associated with filth, disease, and repulsion, and she turns this on its head by using it as a metaphor for the resilience and adaptability of the marginalized people. The lyrics suggest that despite living in a society that does not value them, they find ways to survive and thrive, just as rats do.
The lyrics also delve into issues of inequality, corrupt political systems, and complacency in the face of social injustice. Mala Rodriguez is critical of those who accept the status quo and do not speak out against the injustices they see around them. She warns against mediocrity and urges people to take action instead of justifying their inaction.
Overall, "La Rata" is a powerful call to action for those who are marginalized and oppressed to rise up and demand their rights. It is a song that challenges societal norms and invites the listener to confront their own biases and preconceptions.
Line by Line Meaning
El río, la rata,
por mi madre que hoy
me saco to' las garrapatas.
I'm feeling good because my mother helped me get rid of my problems, even though the world around me might seem dirty and diseased.
Respira profundo,
que no te importe la cloaca.
Este mundo es perfecto
da, da, dale...
pataitas a la lata
Si no lo haces tú
dime quién te ata.
Take a deep breath and don't worry about the bad things going on around you. This world is perfect, so keep dancing and shaking your problems away. If you don't do it, who will?
Pa' fuera los colores,
la corbata.
Quejarte y hozica'
no te sirve de na'.
Forget about societal norms and fancy clothes. Complaining won't get you anywhere, so focus on what really matters.
Como sucedáneos,
en el ultramarino.
A este mundo vinimos,
si, pero ¿qué hicimos?
We are like cheap substitutes in a world filled with temptation. We were born into this world, but what have we really accomplished?
Lo mediocre justifica
a lo divino.
Y que le digo yo a la abuela,
que cerraron ya las escuelas.
People accept mediocre things as if they are divine, and how do I explain to my grandma that schools have closed down?
Monto un caballo sin espuelas,
él me deja que lo monte,
porque lo trato bien.
I ride a horse without spurs, and he lets me ride him because I treat him well.
Hace rato ya,
que desaparecieron los modales.
Los modelos a seguir,
son cuatro subnormales.
Manners disappeared a long time ago, and the role models are just a bunch of idiots.
Y todavía somos hermanos.
No voy a llora',
porque así no se consigue na'.
Y yo soy caprichosa,
quiero llegar a mi choza,
y tener agua (agua).
We are still brothers and sisters, and I won't cry because that's not going to help anything. I'm a little spoiled and just want to get home to have some water.
¿Cual es tu guerra?
Si te mueres, te entierran.
La nana que yo canto,
me lo inspira la niebla,
sobre la tierra.
What is the point of your struggle? We will all die eventually. The lullaby I sing is inspired by the fog that hovers over the land.
Que me corten la cabeza,
si no me funciona.
¿Cuántas te quedan?
Di... ¿Ocho neuronas?
Plasma, Benz, Hilfiger
y otros antojos.
I don't care if I fail, they can cut off my head. How many brain cells do you have left? Plasma TVs, Benz cars, Hilfiger clothes, and other desires.
Ya os veo ya,
convertidos en rastrojos.
Pingajos con esos despojos,
sobre los hombros.
Hombres y mujeres,
equivocados.
Comiendo la ración entera,
de un bocado.
I can already see you all turned into pieces of straw, carrying your leftovers on your back. Men and women, all misguided, eating their entire portion in one bite.
Bajo el sol somos lo mismo.
Y si no nos desnudamos,
y si no bailamos,
y si no comemos,
y si no reímos,
y si no follamos,
y si no cagamos.
¿En qué nos diferenciamos?
¿En qué nos parecemos?
¿Por qué nos matamos?
We are all the same under the sun, so why do we fight? If we all danced, ate, laughed, made love, and pooped together, what would be the difference between us?
¿Por qué tiene sed?
¿Por qué?
Si tenemos agua,
no se la damos.
Son solo niños,
el presidente cabrón,
esta ahí,
¿Por qué lo votamos?
Why is he thirsty? Because we have water, but we don't give it to him. They are just children, and the damn president is still in power. Why did we even vote for him?
Abro la ventana,
siento el aire moviendo mis ramas.
Mundo mío estas tocandome la membrana.
¿Qué se vendió más barato el jako o la manzana?
I open the window and feel the breeze rustling my branches. My world is touching my heart. What was sold for cheaper, the tobacco or the apple?
Cualquiera puede amarme,
cualquiera matarme,
cualquiera sentenciarme,
¿Pero quién me libera?
Anyone can love me or kill me or sentence me, but who will set me free?
No existe enfermedad certera.
Todo esto es puro cuento.
There is no certain disease, it's all just a story.
Writer(s): Maria Rodriguez Garrido Copyright: Maruska La Maga Sl, Universal Music Publishing S.L.
Contributed by Charlie G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Cielo Espectral
Si no te gusta no sé que haces aquí desperdiciando palabras, porque los que seguimos a Mala somos muy inteligentes y tu energía negativa nos da igual ;) Gracias por mostrar tus carencias ante nosotros. (que te mejores.)
Gema Reina
Temazo DALE MALA ERES UNA CRACK
DogaWoW
De donde no hay no se puede sacar... El arte de la mala no lo tiene otr@ pese a quien le pese.
Liliana Londoño Siatova
artistazaaaaa!!!!!!
nanai
Rolota!!
lametaeselinfinito
no pasa nada porque la gente ponga malas críticas, siempre viene bien saber lo malo que piensan de ti igual que gusta saber lo bueno, no existiria el color negro si no existiera el blanco quizá asi se aprenda a apreciar lo que hasta ahora no se apreciaba ;)
Nelson Chamizo
APOYO DESDE LAS CANARIAS TERRESTRE Y MARINO
Gino Caldarone Gasset
Grande Mala¡¡¡¡
Márquez 080
Pablito, las mejores joyas están enterradas.
andoni hernaez
y no cres que tus oidos son solo tus oidos y nada mas, pablito cuando seas pablo vuelve a escuchar a mala rodriguez