Baño De Ruda

Four police officers injured and two people captured left the confrontation between the police and residents of a sector of Aranjuez in Medellín during a control operation in the sector

According to the police, at 2:30 p.m. this Sunday, the quadrant officers arrived with the intention of stopping the consumption of liquor on public roads

Don't cry, don't-don't cry (aha-aha)
Don't cry, no-no-no-don't cry (aha-aha)

I pour myself coffee in a homicide mug (ay-ay-ay)
If the country is polarized, lower the windows (uh)
I go shirtless and in a sheaf
Every Christmas seems directed by Víctor Gaviria

What shoes if there is no house
Classists What do you think? That poor people are a race?
At 12:00 the coven begins
If you are single, run before they tie you up

Rue and cold water baths
Gomelos have a therapist
Down here everything is witchcraft (aha)
I really want to pick a fight

I don't have money but I'll buy whatever the problem is, nea
The pogo was set up, don't look at me, he's looking at me (hey!)
I don't pray, I vent if for everything I say (gonorrhea)
I confess and forgive myself

Saturday at full volume, Sunday mass for the deaf (amen)
I fuck and say that I did cardio
The gym for fat people
Here karma reduces dancing (yes-yes)

I contradict them like El Chombo
No chimba of sadness
Let's laugh because we were born crying (hey!)

(Don't cry) you've already gone through the worst
(No-don't cry) I didn't keep food or grudges
(Don't cry) in life, give me the flowers
(No-no-no-don't cry) wait, child, the adults are talking

(Don't cry) you've already gone through the worst
(No-don't cry) I didn't keep food or grudges
(Don't cry) in life, give me the flowers
(No-no-no-don't cry) wait, child, the adults are talking

Cheap perfume, amulet razor
Justice on crutches, the minimum to the center

Shit broke out (ay-ay-a)
Eco in the refrigerator
Orange economy equals class war
Thanks to the pandemic, the farce is over
May the middle class rest in peace

Back to the beats
Rotten apples, twelve badly stuffed grapes
Collective insomnia, censored protest
Easier to see a dead person in a live setting

cheap oil in the pan
It doesn't matter what there is or what there is (yes)
With so much chicharrón to turn it over
Carafe for the table that dances (woo!)

I'm going singing La Zenaida
A guaro for the guayabo, who cannot be applauded
For the poor they invented the cage
Freedom for the rich because they can buy it

Turn up the guachafita (yes)
And let the intern know that this is not holy water
We gave them the piñata, they couldn't break it (no)
In this game, the one who has nothing to lose always wins (woo!)

(Don't cry) you've already gone through the worst
(No-don't cry) I didn't keep food or grudges
(Don't cry) in life, give me the flowers
(No-no-no-don't cry) wait, child, the adults are talking

(Don't cry) you've already gone through the worst
(No-don't cry) I didn't keep food or grudges
(Don't cry) in life, give me the flowers
(No-no-no-don't cry) wait, child, the adults are talking

Cheap perfume, amulet razor
Justice on crutches, the minimum to the center

Don't cry, don't-don't cry