A LOS TOYS Lyrics – Sáez’93
Singer: Sáez’93
Title: A LOS TOYS
Son raperos de maíz porque suenan pop
Chinos con hambre en la cocina preparan el wok
Chumbera con alambre que sueña ser Glock
Manejo sus emociones como Jürgen Klopp
Tengo 27 funerales, el instinto es animal eh!
Mortales en aire que sarcastico
No son dotes acrobáticos de little boy en hiroshima
Es caos neoclásico
Como a ese pasta base que se la juraron
Acostumbrate a Remar
Ni te quemes еn luchar
La estrategia es lo quе te hace ganar
Lo demás es freestyle
El rapero mas fino de este f#cking lugar
Con este aspecto vulgar
Casi que da igual
Tener trabajo estable
Hacer rentable vender la moral
Y hasta los huesos de tu padre
Hola nona escribime desde tu tablet
Decime, no hay rapero de tu target
Único, incomparable
Yates de lujo a precio popular
Testigo ocular de la masacre
En vísperas de navidad
Remate de cabezas cortadas en combate
Después comemos chocolate nena
Que pena
Manda la reina en el enjambre
Pero humano quiso miel en el matambre
Imposible ni intenten imitarme
El tiempo acorde
Llegó el dueño y no se enteró del desorden
f#ck THEM
Firmó
Sáez…
Estoy de vacaciones no pueden matarme
Quieren atarme, me pierdo y salen a buscarme
Es que soy más que hueso y carne
Pueden tener mi carné pero no identificarme
Estoy en plan odiarte, para no odiarme
Para parodiarme, y hacer de esto un arte
Nuestro yacaré yorugua se puso Lacoste
A mi clica aposté y sacamo’ el pasaporte
Cuando cuesto? cuánto costé?
Siempre fui un supuesto, por supuesto lo sé
Estoy drogado y con sed
Buscando cura a la ansiedad en el siglo del estrés
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A LOS TOYS – English Translation
They are corn rappers because they sound pop
Chinese hungry in the kitchen prepare the wok
Chumbera with wire dreaming being Glock
I handle your emotions as Jürgen Klopp
I have 27 funerals, instinct is animal eh!
Mortals in air than sarcastic
They are not acrobatic skills of Little Boy in Hiroshima
It is neoclassical chaos
As to that base paste that was poured
Get used to rowing
Nor do you burn?
The strategy is what makes you win
The rest is freestyle
The finest rapper of this f#cking place
With this vulgar aspect
Almost it does not matter
Have a stable work
Make profitable sell moral
And even your father’s bones
Hello Nona write from your tablet
Tell me, there is no rapper of your target
Unique, incomparable
Luxury yachts at popular price
Eye witness of the massacre
On Christmas Vespers
Auction of heads cut into combat
Then we eat chocolate babe
What a pity
Send the queen in the swarm
But human wanted honey in the slaughte
Impossible nor try to imitate me
Time accordingly
The owner arrived and did not hear about the mess
f#ck Them
Signed
Sáez …
I’m on vacation can not kill me
They want to tie me, I lose myself and go out to look for me
Is that I am more than bone and meat
They can have my card but not identify me
I’m in plan to hate you, not to hate me
To parody me, and make this an art
Our Yacaré Yorugua turned Lacoste
To my clique I bet and sacamo ‘El Passport
When intended? How much did it cost?
I was always an assumption, of course I know
I’m drugged and thirst
Looking for a cure to anxiety in the stress century
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Lyrics Sáez’93 – A LOS TOYS
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