AMORES

LOVES

AMORES

In life, there are loves that can never be forgottenEn la vida hay amores que nunca pueden olvidarse
(Hey, yeah yeah, yao)(Ey, yeah yeah, yao)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yah yah yah, yao)(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yah yah yah, yao)

Daughter of your damn mother, look at how you left meHija de tu pinche madre, mira cómo me dejaste
Regretful, you cried, I told you, you messed upArrepentida me lloraste, ya te dije, la cagaste
Beautiful when you arrived, after a while you showed your true colorsBonito cuando llegaste, después de un tiempo sacaste
And you fell in love with the moneyLa verdadera tú y del dinero te enamoraste

I already called the tailor, like a minute agoYa le llamé al sastre, hace como un minuto
To make me a damn suit because I'm in mourningPa' que me haga un pinche trajе porque ando de luto
And on the fucking grave of this love I spitY en la puta tumba dе este amor escupo
Because you are a bitter drink that tasted very bad, fuck!Porque tú eres un trago amargo que muy mal me supo, fuck!

They can be forgottenPueden olvidarse
(I used to love all the, fuck you)(I used to love all the, fuck you)
(They need people like me)(Necesitan personas como yo)
(Shut up, you don't know what you're talking about)(Cierra la boca, no sabes lo que estás hablando)
(And say: That's the bad guy)(Y decir: Ese es el malo)
(Adapted from a true story)(Adaptada de una historia real)
(The eyes, they never lie)(The eyes chico, they never lie)
(You know what a love letter is? Is a bullet from a fucking gun)(You know what a love letter is? Is a bullet from a fucking gun)
Uh!Uh!

In life, there are loves that are never forgottenEn la vida hay amores que nunca se olvidan
Like the love for the street, rap, and the sceneComo el amor a la calle, el rap y la movida
Turn up the volume, I returned to the neighborhood and look for adrenalineSubirle a la bocina, volví pa'l barrio y busco adrenalina
Bring out the after-party or some barSaquen el after o alguna cantina
At the party is where we toast and I look for a pretty girlEn la fiesta es que se brinda y busco una chica linda
Also a lot of weed so that lasts meTambién un chingo de mota pa' que eso me rinda
The love for the ink, graffiti, good tapesEl amor a la tinta, grafitti, buenas cintas
Back to the streets in the city like ninjasDe vuelta a las andadas por la city como ninjas

They can be forgottenPueden olvidarse
(The eyes, they never lie)(Los ojos chicos, nunca mienten)
(Hey, don't try to act tough, do you hear me?)(Oye, no te quieras pasar de lista, ¿me oyes?)
(They need people like me to point with their damn fingers(Necesitan personas como yo para apuntar con sus malditos dedos
And say that's the bad guy3y, y, y decir ese es el malo
And what are you guys? Good guys?)¿Y ustedes qué son? ¿Buenos?)
(Say goodnight to the bad guy)(Díganle buenas noches al malo)
Uh!¡Uh!

'I'm married to your body'Toy casado con tu cuerpo
They can be forgottenPueden olvidarse