〈Introduccion〉
Los pecados no se redimen en la iglesia
Se redimen en las calles, se redimen en casa
Lo demás son chorradas, y tu lo sabes
〈Preludio – Notorius B.I.G〉
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I’d never amount to nothin’
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin’ in front of
Called the police on me when I was just tryin’ to make some money to feed my daughter
〈Verso〉
Dame un respiro y si no apartas no molestes
No ves que estoy creando un mundo al margen de la gente
No ves que estoy viajando en jumbo y no hay quien me despierte
Espérate alli arriba que aquí abajo esta candente
No me divierte, forma parte de mis putas venas
Me ahogue en teatro en esta musica y es mi condena
Sigo arrasando mi cerebro cual despensa llena
Sigo follando tu conciencia en cada tiradera
Bancos de hipócritas que democratizan el mal
Van como moscas a la miel, como si fuera un juego
Yo les enseño lo que es rap y apenas muevo un dedo
Hacer un beef no es por faltar, es algo que no es nuevo
No te molestes, he visto a tanto modas sin respeto
Hablando sin criterio siempre
Son inconscientes, no saben lo que es bueno
Solo saben lo que les dice el de en frente
Estoy calentando el motor no admito compañía
Estoy sonando en tu altavoz y la cosa esta fina
Yo sigo siendo aquel chaval ajeno a la rutina
Yo sigo fiel a los valores de la mamma mia
Dame rap, dame mas, me lo como todo
Troto como un toterreno sobre el lodo con mi globo
Cada vez que vuelvo sobre un micro y os dejo to locos
Abre la puerta al pensamiento de la voz en off
No escuches palabras de infelices que te prenden fuego
Yo no he nacido pa que me mande ningún patrón
Yo vine al mundo pa ser siempre quien toque los huevos
Me vienen listos, Chanquetes que no saben lo que dicen
Ni lo que cuesta hacer discos
Se creen distintos, y por mucho autotune que utilicen
Suenan igual que to cristo
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Bourbon street Lyrics English
Sins are not redeemed in the Church
It is redeemed in the streets, it is redeemed at home
The rest are b#llsh#t, and you know it
〈Prelude – Notorius b.i.g〉
Yeah, This Album is dedicated
To all the teachers that toled me i’d den amount to nothin ‘
To all the people that liss
Strance the police on me when I was just tryin ‘to make subal
Give me a breath and if you don’t get away, don’t bother
You don’t see that I am creating a world outside people
You do not see that I am traveling in Jumbo and there is no one who wakes me up
Wait there up that down here is hot
It does not have fun, it is part of my wh#res veins
I drown in theater in this music and is my condemnation
I’m still sweeping my brain like pantry
I’m still f#cking your conscience in each roll
Hypocritical banks that democratize evil
They go like honey flies, as if it were a game
I show you what rap is and I barely move a finger
Making a beef is not missing, it’s something that is not new
Do not bother, I have seen so much fashions without respect
Speaking without criteria always
They are unconscious, they don’t know what is good
They only know what the one in front tells them
I’m heating the engine I don’t admit company
I’m ringing on your speaker and the thing is fine
I remain that kid oblivious to the routine
I remain faithful to the values of Mamma Mia
Give me rap, give me more, like everything
Toto like a totle on the mud with my balloon
Every time I go back on a micro and I leave you crazy
Open the door to the thought of the voiceover
Do not listen to words of unhappy that set you fire
I have not been born so that he sends me any pattern
I came to the world to always be the one who touches the eggs
They come to me, chanquetes who don’t know what they say
Nor what it costs to make records
They believe different, and how much autotune they use
They sound like Christ
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Cecuene Lyrics – Bourbon street