Fresco Lyrics – el Sátira
Singer: el Sátira
Title: Fresco
Le sigo dando duro a un ritmo, mientras lo merezca
Me importa poco el guiso homs, me gusta la rima bien fresca
No me eriza la cabeza, por dios que no falta yesca
Así como no falta el puto que protesta
Le pinto dedo medio y ya está
Junto con ignorar, es el mejor remedio pa’ la basca
Dejo que la rima me nazca, si no, no escribo
Podré privar la vida, pero nunca a mi gran ser obligo
De un magno ego son testigos, y que en comparación
Tan solo son datos ambigüos
En vida bro, les llevo años, y resucitando siglos
Son noches en vela, castigando a dios con mis cuestiones
Juro podría cambiar, pero me paso por los huevos
Casi toditas las opiniones
Ya no vivo con rencores, los cambié por sugestiones
Dolores en fundamentos, pero no en razones
Y lo vivo en pleno, como Scarface dominando todo el terreno
Se enganchan a base del vicio y por supuesto
Que lo poco que yo he logrado suele ser por que me lo merezco
A base de constancia, fumandonos las pinches ancias que la adultez nos provoca
Desde hace par de años que me razco solo broda
Y descubrí mi habilidad para ésta música, y se nota
Como ya dije, esencia ignota
Hijo de puta, rebota, corre y dile a tu flota que
El nuevo guiso de la doble Z esta en la calle y que
No se pierda de un detalle
Trazamos melodías como corrientes en los mares
Siempre con un curso fijo
Escéptico en naturaleza, f#ck a un crucifijo
Amor al odio por las leyes que me rijo
Siempre poco lo que platico y, muy grandes los planes que elijo
Un toque de jazz chico, ellos pa’ mi son poca cosa eh
Mi rima sigue poderosa sé
Es mi poder el ser serio, no dejo sin resolver ningun misterio
Si rey fuera yo erradicaria a mas de medio hemisferio
Para encontrar algun remedio ante la fijacion que me motiva
No me muestran, siempre encuentro la salida, por mi cuenta smokin chill’a
De la pura pinche chida, son pocos los que me cuentan la movida
Escribo ya en el cel más que en libreta, me vale verga, como quiera escupo neta
Coger me inspira, mi morra se lo sabe y se la fleta, por eso cae bien chido y le dedico unas rimas completas
Esclavo de mis vicios y unas caderas que matan
Ando casi que a rapa y 100% rappa
Los que dicen que no me rifo, es simplemente que no captan
Ala moda se adaptan (son normales)
Me gusta andar bien chill en mi canton
Sacando rimas de a monton, con un buen joint
Y no los miento, soy huevon, pero cuando puedo conmigo le meto cabron
En serio perro, la indisciplina es mi mayor error
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Fresco – English Translation
I keep giving hard at a rate, while deserving it
I care little about the stew homs, I like the rhyme very fresh
My head does not brist, for God’s lack of Yesca
As well as the f#cking that protests
I paint the middle finger and that’s it
Together with ignoring, it is the best remedy for Basca
I let the rhyme nazca, if not, I don’t write
I will be able to deprive life, but never my great obliging being
Of a great ego are witnesses, and that compared
They are only ambiguous data
In Bro Life, I have been, and resurrecting centuries
They are candle nights, punishing God with my issues
I could change, but I go through the eggs
Almost all the opinions
I no longer live with grudges, I changed them for suggestions
Pains in foundations, but not in reasons
And I live it in full, like Scarface dominating the entire land
They are hooked based on vice and of course
That the little that I have achieved is usually because I deserve it
Based on constancy, smoking the clicks that adulthood causes us
For a few years since I was just as Broda
And I discovered my ability to this music, and it shows
As I said, essence unknown
Son of a b#tch, bounce, run and tell your fleet that
The new double Z stew is on the street and that
Do not miss a detail
We draw melodies as currents in the seas
Always with a fixed course
Skeptic in nature, f#ck to a crucifix
Love of hate for the laws that I rius
Little what I talk and, very great the plans I choose
A touch of small jazz, they are little for a little huh
My rhyme is still powerful
It is my power to be serious, I do not leave any mystery without solving
If king, I would eradicate more than half hemisphere
To find some remedy before the fixation that motivates me
They don’t show me, I always find the exit, on my own Smokin Chill’a
From the pure chid chida, there are few who tell me the move
I write in the cel rather than in notebook, I am worth a c#ck, how you want to spit
To take inspires me, my morra knows it and the flet
Slave to my vices and hips that kill
I am almost Rapa and 100% Rappa
Those who say that I do not raffle me, it is simply that they do not capture
Wing fashion adapts (they are normal)
I like to walk well in my canton
Taking rhymes from A Monton, with a good joint
And I don’t lie to them, I’m huevon, but when I can me, I b#stard
Seriously dog, indiscipline is my biggest mistake
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Lyrics el Sátira – Fresco
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