More songs by LAJA
Description
The city never sleeps - it's just pretending to be dead. The streetlights tremble like a nerve, music presses from the alleyways, and the air smells of danger, cheap rum, and someone's arrogance. Meaning isn't sought here; bullets and likes under stories are counted here. Each verse is like a challenge, said with a smirk. You don't need to know who's right and who just survived. The rhythm spins like wheels on wet asphalt, and in every bass drum beat, there's a warning: if you're not on this side, you'd better not ask which one is "this one." And while someone is falling into a coma, someone is picking up crowns, there's only one thing left to do: hold your head high and listen to the beat crunch under your feet, like glass under sneakers after a fight.
Lyrics and translation
Original
You are proven to be a problem for everybody in the Octagon with you
Who would you like to see next when you step into the office?
Everybody, everybody, I'm coming for everybody, kill everybody!,ahh!
Yo quería saludarte, pero con mi tola, con el gatillo digo: "Hola"
No salgas de noche, fíjate en la hora, después de las diez es que tú lloras
¿En qué bloque es que tú controlas?, hay que prenderlo, no importa la hora
Artistas tirando en pasola, tú no quieres verlo, después convulsiona
¿Cuáles son la gente que tú mencionas?, si a ti te dicen la llorona
Te reté a un get back y tú no reaccionas, la gente no se muere sola
El ritmo mira cómo mola (después que le di dos pepazos, me encola)
¿Cuál es el que quiere la corona?, vengan a toparme que se lo corona
Me gustan seteadoras y culonas, la ganga también la detona
Ella te dio banda porque tú no robasni sabes sobar una pistola
Papy Black pedazo de bola, cuidado si te mueres en el coma
No perdonamos, eso es Dios que perdona
Y cuando tiramos, eso es alerta roja
Un cumpleaños tirando confeti, todo el mundo solo como el drippy
Artista y shooter, eso es fifty-fifty, si no suelta 30, la encuentro muy chippy
Se asustan, prendo por sospecha, buscando la brecha, LA te acecha
Giraron izquierda, yo giré derecha
Yo tengo un demonio en mi mano derecha
Modo get shot in the leg, tú te la das de malo, cocolo
Te cagaste fuera de coro, por tu jevita ya no te dimos plomo
Él está en el hielo del romo y a Chamo te lo usamos de condón
La Perco estoy tocando fondo, hay otro pero no lo pongo
Las balas van pa la cabeza, se te fue cabe-
Está en un vuelo, le digo Vanesa, ¿qué santo es al que tú le rezas?
Nosotros no cogemos esa
Su mamá llorando le grita "Regresa, regresa", hijo de la naturaleza
Otro penco que al diablo le pesa, otro penco que al diablo le pesa, yow
Anybody get hit, nomás por la foto lo vuelven a ver
Todos los días con RIP (nigga, dime, what you did?)
Salieron en The Walking Dead
Corran que hay bobos en el lobby, dale un headshot como Ko-
Se paran es porque son zombis (se paran es porque son zombis)
Anybody get hit, nomás por la foto lo vuelven a ver
Todos los días con RIP, nigga, dime, what you did?
Salieron en The Walking Dead
Corran que hay bobos en el lobby, dale un headshot como Ko-
Se paran es porque son zombis
Perfect
Dale un dos a este blon ahí
Dale un dos, dale un dos
Dale un dos
English translation
You are proven to be a problem for everyone in the Octagon with you
Who would you like to see next when you step into the office?
Everybody, everybody, I'm coming for everybody, kill everybody!,ahh!
I wanted to greet you, but with my tola, with the trigger I say: "Hello"
Don't go out at night, pay attention to the time, after ten you cry
Which block do you control? You have to turn it on, the time doesn't matter.
Artists performing in pasola, you don't want to see it, then it convulses
Who are the people you mention? If they call you la llorona
I challenged you to a get back and you don't react, people don't die alone
Look how cool the rhythm is (after I gave it two hits, it hit me)
Who is the one who wants the crown? Come find me and I will crown him
I like setters and big asses, the bargain also detonates
She gave you a band because you don't steal or know how to handle a gun
Papy Black piece of ball, be careful if you die in a coma
We do not forgive, that is God who forgives
And when we pull, that's a red alert
A birthday throwing confetti, everyone just like the drippy
Artist and shooter, that's fifty-fifty, if she doesn't release 30, I find her very chippy
They get scared, I turn on out of suspicion, looking for the gap, LA stalks you
They turned left, I turned right
I have a demon in my right hand
Get shot in the leg mode, you give it a bad time, cocolo
You shit out of the choir, because of your little girl we no longer gave you lead
He is on the blunt ice and we use Chamo as a condom
La Perco I'm hitting rock bottom, there is another one but I don't put it on
The bullets go to the head, it went away
He's on a flight, I tell her Vanesa, what saint is it that you pray to?
We don't take that
His crying mother yells at him "Come back, come back", son of nature
Another penco that weighs the devil, another penco that weighs the devil, yow
Anybody gets hit, just because of the photo they see it again
Every day with RIP (nigga, tell me, what did you say?)
They appeared on The Walking Dead
Run, there are fools in the lobby, give him a headshot like Ko-
They stop because they are zombies (they stop because they are zombies)
Anybody gets hit, just because of the photo they see it again
Every day with RIP, nigga, tell me, what did you do?
They appeared on The Walking Dead
Run, there are fools in the lobby, give him a headshot like Ko-
They stop because they are zombies
perfect
Give this guy a two there
Give it a two, give it a two
Give it a two