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Like Father, Like Son

Gilberto Gless

De Tal Palo Tal Astilla

Egenticimos señores del jurado
Como bogado defensor
Esijo la mediata apsolucion
De la acusada maria conchita
Ramirez por cubana
Soltera de 3 años

Como representante del jurado
Declaro a la acusada culpable,
Culpable,culpable,culpable...

De tal palo, tal astilla
De tal suerte, barranquilla
Tá llorando, tá que arde
Tá diciendo, puta madre.

Tata mío que no me deja respirar
Igual aprendo solo
Chato, mato si, pa' comer y pa' zafar
Paco, fino y rolo

No te sientas, maravilla
De tal palo, tal astilla
Pasa macho, hijo 'e tigre
Mala pata, pero libre.

Cuál mi bandera
La linda o la fea
Cuál es amigo
Cuál es contigo.
Cuál es hermano
Sos un fulano.

No me grites, no me jodas
No me gustan ya tus bromas
Tá de fiesta, tá clavado
Tá escapando, tá pirado

Tata mío que no me deja respirar
Igual aprendo solo
Chato mato si, pa' comer y pa' zafar
Paco, fino y rolo

No te metas, con la gente
Que está toda de la mente
Que son todos, clandestinos
Que está lleno de asesinos.

Like Father, Like Son

Distinguished members of the jury
As a defense lawyer
I demand the immediate acquittal
Of the accused Maria Conchita
Ramirez, a Cuban
Single woman of 3 years

As a representative of the jury
I declare the accused guilty,
Guilty, guilty, guilty...

Like father, like son
Such luck, Barranquilla
She's crying, she's burning
She's saying, damn it.

My old man who doesn't let me breathe
I'll learn on my own
Short, I kill, yes, to eat and to get by
Paco, refined and classy

Don't feel great, wonder
Like father, like son
Passing male, son of a tiger
Bad luck, but free.

What's my flag
The pretty or the ugly
Who's a friend
Who's with you.
Who's a brother
You're a nobody.

Don't yell at me, don't bother me
I don't like your jokes anymore
He's partying, he's nailed
He's escaping, he's gone crazy

My old man who doesn't let me breathe
I'll learn on my own
Short, I kill, yes, to eat and to get by
Paco, refined and classy

Don't mess with people
Who are all out of their minds
Who are all, clandestine
Who are full of murderers.

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