Oregano (part. Tirri La Roca)

Oregano (feat. Tirri La Roca)

Oregano (part. Tirri La Roca)

Hit it gently, buddyPegale suave, compa
We who come from below have no brakes, huhLo' que venimo' de abajo no tenemo' freno, eh
Fearless of success, hahahaSin miedo al éxito, jajaja
It's Tirri, huhEs el Tirri, eh
DJ AlexDJ Alex

I have oregano around my neckEn el cuello tengo orégano
I'm saving up for the MurcielagoEstoy juntando pa'l Murcielago
I'm hanging it like a Banshee in the dunesLa estoy colgando como Banshee en lo' Médano'
I bring her flowers but they're not petal onesLe llevo flore' pero no son la' de pétalos
For the hurt, Adermicina, also DermaglósPara el dolido Adermicina, también Dermaglós

Shake it, mommy, shake itSacude, mami, sacude
I'm from the street, I told you, don't doubt itQue yo soy de la calle, te lo dije, no lo dude'
I went to your house and the blue ones stopped meFui para tu casa y me pararon los azule'
This sounds in the neighborhood, if they don't like it, they can moveEsto suena en el barrio, si no le gusta, que se mude

Shake it, mommy, shake itSacude, mami, sacude
I'm from the street, I told you, don't doubt itQue yo soy de la calle, te lo dije, no lo dude'
I went to your house and the blue ones stopped meFui para tu casa y me pararon los azule'
This sounds in the neighborhood, if they don't like it, they can moveEsto suena en el barrio, si no le gusta, que se mude

The night is long and life is shortLa noche es larga y la vida es corta
And like Randy, I'm looking for the noteY yo como Randy estoy buscando la nota
I have your Guaynaa, bouncing, bouncingTengo a tu Guaynaa, rebota, rebota
And the horn explodes like the hurt oneY la bocina como el dolido explota

I got ready for work and I'm at full throttleYo me puse pa'l trabajo y ando a pleno
We who come from below have no brakesLo' que venimo' de abajo no tenemo' freno
Like Ze Pequeño and his henchmen, don't mess with meComo Ze Pequeño y su' secuace', que conmigo no se pasen
Otherwise, dude, they'll get burned and I'll burn themSino wacho que se calcen y que los quemo

Everyone down below, breaking the floor as they turn aroundTodo' hasta abajo, rompen el piso mientra' se da vuelta
I cut in, damn it, they run like athletesYo me le pego corte maldito, corren como atletas
They act tough, they act like mafia, but they're fakeSe hacen lo' turro', se hacen lo' mafia, pero son careta'
But they're fakePero son careta'

She likes bandits and if they're tough, even betterA ella le gusta bandido' y si es turro mejor
Tonight she came with me to burn a flowerEsta noche vino conmigo pa' quemar una flor
Red eyes, the note in Hong KongLos ojo' rojo, la nota en Hong Kong
Your style is fake and mine is betterTu estilo es feka y el mío mejor

Listen to their lyrics, they're imitationEscucha su' letra' y son imitación
Pure Argentine blood, man, from the countrysideSangre bien Argentina, perro, de pallador
I hang out on the corner with a TermidorYo paro en la esquina con un Termidor
You're a clown, full of painVos sos un payaso, 'tás a puro dolor

I don't form bonds with traitorsCon traica' no genero vinculo'
Like the 12 DisciplesComo Lo' 12 Discípulo'
Step aside for me to step inQuítate tú pa' ponerme yo
I came for the titleQue vine por el título