Tararea
There's a party, tho
There's a party, tho
There's a party, tho
Listen to the beat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Canta para ti (uh, uh, uh, uh, uhh)
Listen to the beat (yeah, yeah, yeah, eh, eh, eh)
Canta para ti (ooh, uh, oh, uh, oh)
Mi gatillo no se atasca, esta es mi orquesta, conduce el Askaph
Somos los descarados que hacen que esto crezca
Traduzca, no me ofrezca lo que no tiene
Siga y luzca el traje de los que les gusta ser rehenes
Que los infartos están en oferta
La gente no soporta el peso y no saben qué es la libertad
Si llega depresión, escribo, la despido
Y dejo que se vaya en el vagón de una canción
Como me gustaría tener unas vidas de más
Pa' matarme sin pensar en los costos del funeral
Regresar, ir a cine y perderme la película
El tiempo a quién le importa, la vida circula
Tararea lo que puedas recordar
Quiero caminar sin pensar en lo que queda atrás
No tengo con qué pagar la felicidad, no hay más plazo
Yo silbando y el mundo cayéndose a pedazos
Repaso esa canción que da vueltas por mi cabeza
Esta es la oración del que no reza
Quiero tropezarme con la suerte, ¿Pa' presentarme? No
Para escupirla por no haber venido antes a verme
Quiero encontrarme al diablo borracho en un parque
Y sin reprocharle tomarme unos cuantos de su parte
Dicen que mi ropa es grande ¿En serio?
Es para que quepa mi otro yo y todo lo que llevo, ey yo
La calle me ampara, conoce mi cara y no paro de tararear
(Canta para ti) y si suenan balas o estalla la sala yo voy con mi auricular
(Listen to the beat) la calle me ampara, conoce mi cara y no paro de tararear
(Canta para ti) y si suenan balas o estalla la sala yo voy con mi auricular
Tararea lo que puedas recordar
Sin más cargas de lo normal
Voy con el andén, un tipo que o lo coge un carro
O es testigo de lo que no quiere ver
Tarareando en estas lomas inmarcesibles
Tenis colgados, ropa extendida
Gente susurrando alegría
Para no comprometer las desdichas de otras vidas
Quiero a mi futuro llegando a eso de las once
Que me abrace y diga "Misión cumplida"
Desafiando al fuego en cada cumpleaños
No he quemado etapas, mejor aún las extraño
Si se acaba el camino improvisamos
Si ya no nos quieren nos reinventamos
Yo acá preocupado por una canción maluca
Y muchas cabezas con desamores que desnucan
Tarareo, merodeo, a veces me descacho
Cuando me comporto como lo que veo
Soñando que me perseguían y volaba en la fresca
Suspirando me imagino al niño cuando crezca, quiero
La manera en que mira su inocencia
Su simpleza sin medir las consecuencias
Quiero que no juzgues por lo que te digan
Mejor ve y habla con tu padre, my nigga
La calle me ampara, conoce mi cara y no paro de tararear
(Canta para ti) y si suenan balas o estalla la sala yo voy con mi auricular
(Listen to the beat) la calle me ampara, conoce mi cara y no paro de tararear
(Canta para ti) y si suenan balas o estalla la sala yo voy con mi auricular
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party
There's a party, tho (oh)
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There's a party, there's a party
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There's a party, there's a party
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party
There's a party, tho
Humming
There's a party, tho
There's a party, tho
There's a party, tho
Listen to the beat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sing for you (uh, uh, uh, uh, uhh)
Listen to the beat (yeah, yeah, yeah, eh, eh, eh)
Sing for you (ooh, uh, oh, uh, oh)
My trigger doesn't jam, this is my orchestra, Askaph leads
We are the shameless ones who make this grow
Translate, don't offer me what you don't have
Continue and wear the suit of those who like to be hostages
Heart attacks are on sale
People can't bear the weight and don't know what freedom is
If depression comes, I write, I dismiss it
And let it go on the train of a song
How I would like to have a few more lives
To kill myself without thinking about the funeral costs
To return, go to the movies and miss the film
Who cares about time, life goes on
Hum what you can remember
I want to walk without thinking about what's left behind
I have nothing to pay for happiness, there's no more time
Me whistling and the world falling apart
I review that song that spins in my head
This is the prayer of the non-believer
I want to stumble upon luck, to introduce myself? No
To spit on it for not coming to see me earlier
I want to find the devil drunk in a park
And without reproaching him, take a few of his share
They say my clothes are big, really?
It's so my other self fits and everything I carry, hey yo
The street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones
(Listen to the beat) the street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones
Hum what you can remember
Without more burdens than usual
I go with the platform, a guy who either gets hit by a car
Or witnesses what he doesn't want to see
Humming in these unfading hills
Hanging sneakers, clothes spread out
People whispering joy
To not compromise the misfortunes of other lives
I want my future to arrive around eleven
To hug me and say 'Mission accomplished'
Challenging fire on each birthday
I haven't skipped stages, I miss them even more
If the road ends, we improvise
If they don't want us anymore, we reinvent ourselves
Here I am worried about a crazy song
And many heads with heartbreaks that break necks
I hum, I prowl, sometimes I go off
When I behave like what I see
Dreaming that they were chasing me and I flew in the cool
Sighing, I imagine the child growing up, I want
The way he looks at his innocence
His simplicity without measuring the consequences
I want you not to judge by what they tell you
Better go and talk to your father, my nigga
The street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones
(Listen to the beat) the street shelters me, knows my face and I keep humming
(Sing for you) and if bullets sound or the room explodes, I go with my earphones
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party
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There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, tho (oh)
There's a party, there's a party
There's a party, tho