Mis amigos dicen oye LynC porque tus canciones son como son
Yo les contesto porque:
Hay noches de neblina con tormentas, y otras noches con el cielo claro
Y la luna llena
Subiendo la pista no hay quien me pare
Esta noche a ful, estamos to’ al gare
Frontean conmigo, pero no son pares
Llegaron los murciélagos, entraron los anormales
Subiendo la pista no hay quien me pare
Esta noche a ful, estamos to’ al gare
Frontean conmigo, pero no son pares
Llegaron los murciélagos, entraron los anormales
Estoy no hay que pensar
Tiempo de medir fuerzas
A gozar la noche
Con una cerveza
A poner las cartas
Sobre la mesa
Ok…confieso lo mio es
Un cóctel con cereza
Ahora es que te toca
Tu turno de confesar
Sentir el ritmo
Que te saca rudeza
No soy tu cazador
Ni tu eres mi presa
Si me pongo delincuente
Es pa que tu seas mi jueza
Mi lengua ataca
Trabando-le saca
Subiendo la presión
Acción cardiaca
Entra mi voz y no se quita
Como plaga
Vitamina al oído sin
Comer espinaca
A nutrir cabezas huecas
Las mentelacas
Como los de españa
Que griten sudaca
Antes cuando sacaban
Oro y plata
Ahora con el tambor y bombo
Los de atrás contraatacan
Un golpe sensacional
Que les pone a temblar
Un dembow artesanal
Que tus sentidos revienta
Que corte puro
Bien duro
De seguro
Pa’ moverse
El bajo desnudo
Bien crudo
A lo rudo
Pa’ romperse
Las rodillas dobla’
La discoteca pobla’
Sudor y vapor tiene
To la esquina rodea’
Subiendo la pista no hay quien me pare
Esta noche a ful, estamos to’ al gare
Frontean conmigo, pero no son pares
Llegaron los murciélagos, entraron los anormales
Subiendo la pista no hay quien me pare
Esta noche a ful, estamos to’ al gare
Frontean conmigo, pero no son pares
Llegaron los murciélagos, entraron los anormales
Run-ta-ka-ta
Entrando en contacto
Pieles rozando
A sentir el impacto
Cuerpos de carbon
Conductividad intacto
Haciendo pacto
Sin firmar contrato
Tu mirada pica me está matando
El deseo adentro está aumentando
Las endorfinas difundiendo subiendo
La oxitocina multiplicando
Oye
Sabes que te mientes
Si dices que en el ombligo
No lo sientes
Lo mismo que yo
Esas burbujitas de mezcal
Que te impulse
Ese instinto animal
Oye
Sabes que te mientes
Si dices que en el ombligo
No lo sientes
Lo mismo que yo
Esas burbujitas de mezcal
Que te impulse
Ese instinto animal
Pero ojo sin empuje
Aqui to’ opcional
Afirmando el código
Mientras volteo a mirar
Las rodillas dobla’
La discoteca pobla’
Sudor y vapor tiene
To la esquina rodea’
Subiendo la pista no hay quien me pare
Esta noche a ful, estamos to’ al gare
Frontean conmigo, pero no son pares
Llegaron los murciélagos, entraron los anormales
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LynC Maniaco – Wonderland MMXXII
LynC Maniaco – Inmortal
Murciéla Lyrics English
My friends say hey Lync because your songs are as they are
I answer them because:
There are fog nights with storms, and other nights with the clear sky
And the full moon
Going up the track there is no one to stop
Tonight to Ful, we are to the Gare
They border me, but they are not pairs
The bats arrived, the abnormals entered
Going up the track there is no one to stop
Tonight to Ful, we are to the Gare
They border me, but they are not pairs
The bats arrived, the abnormals entered
I am not going to think
Time to measure forces
To enjoy the night
With a beer
To put the cards
On the table
Ok … I confess mine is
A cocktail with cherry
Now it’s your turn
Your confess shift
Feel the rhythm
That takes you rudeness
I’m not your hunter
Nor are you my prey
If I get a criminal
It is for you to be my judge
My tongue attacks
Locking-he takes out
Uploading the pressure
Cardiac action
My voice enters and does not take away
As plague
Vitamin to the ear without
Eat spinach
To nurture hollow heads
The minds
Like those of Spain
They shout Sudaca
Before when they took out
Gold and silver
Now with the drum and hype
The back counteratacan
A sensational blow
That puts them to tremble
An artisanal dembow
That your senses bursts
What pure cut
Very hard
For sure
Pa ‘move
The bare bass
Very raw
To the rude
Pa ‘break
The knees bend ‘
La disco Pobla ‘
Sweat and steam has
To the corner surrounds’
Going up the track there is no one to stop
Tonight to Ful, we are to the Gare
They border me, but they are not pairs
The bats arrived, the abnormals entered
Going up the track there is no one to stop
Tonight to Ful, we are to the Gare
They border me, but they are not pairs
The bats arrived, the abnormals entered
Run-ta-k-ta
Coming into contact
Skins touching
To feel the impact
Carbon bodies
Intact conductivity
Pacting
Without signing a contract
Your pike look is killing me
The desire inside is increasing
Endorphins spreading up
Oxytocin multiplying
Hears
You know what you lie
If you say that in the navel
You are not sorry
The same as me
Those mezcal bubbles
Let you drive you
That animal instinct
Hears
You know what you lie
If you say that in the navel
You are not sorry
The same as me
Those mezcal bubbles
Let you drive you
That animal instinct
But eye without thrust
Here to ‘optional
Affirming the code
While I turn to look
The knees bend ‘
La disco Pobla ‘
Sweat and steam has
To the corner surrounds’
Going up the track there is no one to stop
Tonight to Ful, we are to the Gare
They border me, but they are not pairs
The bats arrived, the abnormals entered
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LynC Maniaco Lyrics – Murciéla