Uoh Pa Pa Pa
Hola,
Acá afuera soy yo otra vez
Cómo estás si querés me abrís
Cómo verás estoy bien ya lo sé
Eran mentiras que hablaron de mí.
Algunos de esos con bosta en los sesos
Que dicen gilada, y pa'qué confirmar
Manejos más turbios si sos del suburbio
Y no tenés palanca y no hay amistad.
Son como tres, son como seis
Hablan pavadas nomás
Son como diez, son como cien
Los que ya vimos pasar.
Critican tu arte y son de ninguna parte
Cambian dinero por sensibilidad
Miles de almas en un ritual sin calma
Y el comentario es que una chica su pie se torció.
Creen ser dueños de tu imagen, tu sueño
Tu fracaso, tu éxito, creen ser dios
Son suplemento de una máquina de vento
Rasguñando superficies pop.
Son como tres, son como seis... (2 veces)
Uoh pa pa pa
Uoh pa pa pa
No pueden entender
Tienen duros los pies (2 veces)
No pueden entender
Masticando su hiel
Uoh pa pa pa
Uoh pa pa uoh pa pa uoh pa pa
Y quieren escribir
Y no! no lo pueden sentir.
Uoh Pa Pa Pa
Hello,
Here I am again outside
How are you, if you want you can let me in
As you can see, I'm fine, I already know
They were lies that were spoken about me.
Some of them with shit in their brains
Talking nonsense, why confirm
Darker dealings if you're from the suburbs
And you have no connections and there's no friendship.
They are like three, they are like six
Just talking nonsense
They are like ten, they are like a hundred
Those we've already seen pass by.
They criticize your art and are from nowhere
Exchanging money for sensitivity
Thousands of souls in a restless ritual
And the comment is that a girl twisted her foot.
They believe they own your image, your dream
Your failure, your success, they believe they are gods
They are a supplement to a wind machine
Scratching pop surfaces.
They are like three, they are like six... (2 times)
Uoh pa pa pa
Uoh pa pa pa
They can't understand
Their feet are hard (2 times)
They can't understand
Chewing on their bile
Uoh pa pa pa
Uoh pa pa uoh pa pa uoh pa pa
And they want to write
And no! They can't feel it.