Deos Sucios
De madrugada
Mirando estrellas
De'os sucios, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
Son malos barrios, échale huevo', ven
To' esos tigres ya no tienen sed
Toa' las casa' with the people sad
Porque sus niños se van al INEM
Ya no hay pa' ese Mercedes-Benz
Quiero la fuerza, necesito a Ben
A las 11 en el Big Ben
A las 12 será el Big Bang
A este rifle le he puesto Marlin
Ya tengo pensa'o mi plan
Hoy estoy fino, cabrón, no paro
De dar a un vino a un Moët Chandon, caro
Un clandestino, un ladrón, claro
Son mis miga', venga va, mataro'
No me sigue', no podéis montaro'
Siempre estoy fino, un cabrón, bacano
Hay mucho estilo, rich on, yo gano
Desde chico, de mayor, de anciano
Es mi liga, venga va, apuntaro'
No hay intriga si no pue'o ganaro'
Son de mentira, hermano, se retira y gano
Se apuntaba en vano, si tirái' gitano'
Sin llamar a los payo', sin temblar las mano'
Tonto, un ladrón fulano
Me hago un porro mientras miro la puerta
'Tá tocando la Parca pa' llevarme a la horca
Pa' montarme en la barca, cómo sabe la puerca
Huele a sangre de cabra, Satán ya está poniendo su marca
Los días pasan rápido, tomando solo pálido
He comío' en ese Cabi, bro, me han puesto rock and roll
Justo está saliendo el Sol, echo M en ese bol
Para aquí que compro alcohol, nos ven y gritan gol
Saca la bufanda, DTS banda
Dime quiénes mandan (ayax y yo), os va a llegar la onda
Primero irá la bomba, esto es la selva
El león siempre mata a la cebra
De madrugada
Mirando estrellas
El pan de los niño' no se juega en la timba
'Tán con la riño en la esquina tarumba
Solo seña' y guiño', no se habla nunca
Ha visto algo y se lo lleva a la tumba
Dilapida la cara tras el burka
Preguntan por ti, pa' mí que te buscan
Quién está contigo cuando to' se derrumba
Todo' esos amigo' solo están pa' la rumba
Eh yo, b-boy, ya voy con el convoy
A día de hoy, es Viceroy, no caravana, es Detroit
Se derriten los polo', crecen mare' a dónde voy (a dónde)
Con la tortuga a lo maestro Mutenroy
First round, dead proof
Nous avons un rendez-vous
Fils de pute in the avenue
Montmartre, Moulin Rouge
Qui écoute seulement Jul, Sousou
En La Rábita el fantasma de la playa de él Ruso
Simplemente Ayax, abuso
Busco perla', buzo
Omertà, Mario Puzo
Reyerta, pufo
Se te corta el grifo
En el Albayzín hay murale' que conservan mis grafo'
Los de'os sucios, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
La musa tiene Estocolmo, no se siente rehén
A vece' tiene dos cara' como Harvey Dent
Llevamo' más de seis años en el top ten, damn
Dirty Gods
In the wee hours
Gazing at stars
Dirty gods, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
They're bad neighborhoods, give it your all, come
All those tigers are no longer thirsty
All the houses with the people sad
Because their children go to the INEM
There's no money for that Mercedes-Benz
I want the strength, I need Ben
At 11 at Big Ben
At 12 will be the Big Bang
I've put a Marlin on this rifle
I've already planned my plan
Today I'm fine, damn, I don't stop
From giving a wine to a Moët Chandon, expensive
A clandestine, a thief, of course
They're my crumbs, come on, let's kill
Don't follow me, you can't ride
I'm always fine, a damn, cool
There's a lot of style, rich on, I win
Since I was a kid, as an adult, as an elder
It's my league, come on, aim
There's no intrigue if I can't win
They're fake, brother, they retire and I win
They signed up in vain, if you throw, gypsy
Without calling the payos, without trembling hands
Fool, a thief, a nobody
I roll a joint while I watch the door
Death is knocking to take me to the gallows
To get on the boat, how the pig knows
It smells like goat blood, Satan is already putting his mark
Days pass quickly, just drinking pale
I've eaten at that Cabi, bro, they've put on rock and roll
The sun is just rising, I put M in that bowl
Stop here, I'll buy alcohol, they see us and scream goal
Take out the scarf, DTS gang
Tell me who's in charge (Ayax and I), the wave will reach you
First will go the bomb, this is the jungle
The lion always kills the zebra
In the wee hours
Gazing at stars
Children's bread is not played in the gambling den
They're with the fight on the corner, all confused
Just signals and winks, never speak
He's seen something and takes it to the grave
He squanders his face behind the burka
They ask for you, I think they're looking for you
Who's with you when everything collapses
All those friends are only there for the party
Hey yo, b-boy, I'm coming with the convoy
Today, it's Viceroy, not a caravan, it's Detroit
The polos are melting, the seas are rising where I go (where)
With the turtle like Master Mutenroy
First round, dead proof
We have an appointment
Sons of bitches in the avenue
Montmartre, Moulin Rouge
Who only listens to Jul, Sousou
In La Rábita, the ghost of the Russian beach
Simply Ayax, abuse
I look for pearls, diver
Omertà, Mario Puzo
Brawl, scam
The tap runs dry
In the Albayzín there are murals that preserve my graffiti
The dirty gods, Sticky Fingaz, Slam
The muse has Stockholm syndrome, doesn't feel like a hostage
Sometimes has two faces like Harvey Dent
We've been in the top ten for over six years, damn