El Son Del Divo
Mucho, Barato, Un Guato Pa´rato,
Siempre Que Contengas La Risa Ante
El Vato, Más Nunca Detengas La Rabia
De Un Pato, Anda Por Las Calles
Tirándole Al Chato. Casi Siempre
Chingo, Soy De Flor De Lingo,
Guadalupe Lindo, Homies Flor De
Lingo, Yesca-yesca Pingo, Nunca Me
Resigno, Somos Lo Que Queda, Sabes,
Lo Distingo. Chucho, Renato, Truena
El Aparato, No Lo Aprendimos, Lo
Traemos Inhato, Mucho Méxicano,
Tremendo Artefacto, Nunca Te Da
Cambio Pues Viene Exacto.
Inhala, Todo Empieza De Nada, Como
Si Tuvieras Un Kilo, Ensalada,
Prendes, Enciendes, Pasa La
Corriente, Pa´ Ver Que Ocurre Aca
En Mi Mente. Singo El Desmadre Me
Vale Recignarte, Doy Lo Que Recibo
Y No Voy A Esperarme, A Que Suba
La Mecha A Mi Cabeza, No Sé Lo Que
Esperas, No Es Lo Que Aparenta. Tu
No-más Pásamela, Y El Reventón Se
Arma Bien Cabrón, Siente El Ritmo,
Pasame El Cerillo, Yo Se Que Se
Puede Clavarle El Colmillo.
Ansioso Espero Que Llegue El Momento,
Tu No Te Detengas, Vamos Une El
Movimiento, Más Nunca Revices A Un
Lado En Asiento, Queda Una Huella
Marcada En El Pavimento. No Me Daba
Cuenta De Lo Que Respiro, Son Miradas
Cortas Sobre El Desafío, Son-son
Divo, Sube Ego Mío, Luces, Acciones
De Un Cuarto Vacío. Mucha Loquera,
Mis Homies Lo Que Queda, Fuertes
Visiones Y Ritos Esperan, Vienen
Fumando Desde La Azotea, Siguen
Rodando Por Las Escaleras.
Son-son Divo, Sube Ego Mío.
The Diva's Sound
A lot, cheap, a guato for the show,
As long as you contain the laughter before
The dude, but never stop the anger
Of a duck, walking the streets
Taking shots at the shorty. Almost always
I mess around, I'm from the flower of lingo,
Beautiful Guadalupe, homies flower of
Lingo, weed-weed pingo, I never
Give up, we are what remains, you know,
I distinguish it. Chucho, Renato, the device
Booms, we didn't learn it, we
Bring it inhato, very Mexican,
Tremendous artifact, it never gives
Change because it comes exact.
Inhale, everything starts from nothing, like
If you had a kilo, salad,
You light up, turn on, pass the
Current, to see what happens here
In my mind. I follow the chaos
I don't care to recognize you, I give
What I receive and I won't wait
For the fuse to blow in my head, I don't know what
You expect, it's not what it seems. Just
Pass it to me, and the party gets
Really damn crazy, feel the rhythm,
Pass me the lighter, I know I can
Sink my teeth into it.
Anxiously I wait for the moment to arrive,
Don't stop, let's join the
Movement, but never check to the
Side in the seat, a mark
Is left on the pavement. I didn't realize
What I breathe, they are short glances
On the challenge, diva-son
My ego rises, lights, actions
Of an empty room. Lots of craziness,
My homies, what remains, strong
Visions and rituals await, they come
Smoking from the rooftop, they keep
Rolling down the stairs.
Diva-son, my ego rises.