Reflejos Lyrics – ILL Pekeño
Singer: ILL Pekeño
Title: Reflejos
Soy el reflejo de una historia mal contada
De una cena mal montada
De mi vieja y de sus problemas de espalda, te quiero mama
Lucho por pan como niños en la antifada
Protege a la manada, si quieres ser de la manada
No quiero la portada, para ti la portada
Hice la foto a la portada sin cobrar nada
Fuimos pequeños, seguimos sin contar nada
Fuera de aquí que si no el Adrí te echará a patadas
Crecí en mi cuarto y Ronaldo marcando en Old Traford
Cuando no había tanto negocio en el puto campo
Miradas serias un viernes noche en el barrio y yo tranquilo
Porque al tonto no le dije nunca el trato
Te entra hasta flato, mis barras son san cucufato
Un puto nudo en la garganta, pelos de gato
Acecha el frío pero vamos bien armados
Selectamente organizados siempre gregorianos
Entra el suspense, señor del underground limpia la zona de toyacos y fulanas como tensel, yeh
Escupo barras en honor a la verdad si me miras mal es porque duele
Que todo lo que tengo yo me lo he ganado
Si te la pongo en la escuadra derecha es porque aprendí del chino
Busqué la falta para ganar el partido
Desubicado y decepcionado pero chico listo
MG la clicka, gloria bendita
Estampa fija en la parrilla de salida, vaya lilas
Tratando de putas a pibas
Aprended a haceros la comida
Soy victima de lo material y lo ilegal
De trazarlo en vigilia mientras mi hermano vigila
Está jodida la movida primo
Pero la calma está en mi como puesto de morfina
Nada nuevo
Bajo al barrio vuelvo luego
Madre te quiero, sigue prevaleciendo el tiempo y no el dinero
Tengo un hermano cerrajero, que me abre la puerta si solo no puedo, yo
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Reflejos – English Translation
I am the reflection of a poorly told story
Of a badly mounted dinner
From my old woman and her back problems, I love you mom
I fight bread as children in the mild
Protects the herd, if you want to be from the herd
I don’t want the cover, for you the cover
I made the photo to the cover without charging anything
We were small, we continue without counting anything
Out of here that if not the Adrí will kick you
I grew up in my room and Ronaldo marking in Old Traford
When there was not so much business in the f#cking field
Serious looks on a Friday night in the neighborhood and I calm
Because the fool was never told the deal
You enter Flato, my bars are San Cucufato
A f#cking knot in the throat, cat hair
Stay the cold but we are well armed
Selectly select Gregorian
The suspense enters, lord of the underground clean the area of Toyacos and Fulanas as Tensel, Yeh
I spit bars in honor of the truth if you look at me badly it is because it hurts
That everything I have earned
If I put it in the right squad it is because I learned from Chinese
I looked for the foul to win the game
Misplaced and disappointed but smart
Mg the click, blessed glory
Stamp fixed on the output grid, go lilas
Treating Pibas wh#res
Learn to make food
I am the victim of the material and the illegal
To draw it in vigil while my brother watches
The cousin move is f#cking
But calm is in me as a morphine post
Nothing new
Under the neighborhood I come back later
I love you mother, time continues and not money
I have a locksmith brother, who opens the door if I just can’t, I
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Lyrics ILL Pekeño – Reflejos
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