De Kiruza

Nighttime Santiago, fiery glances
Lights, knives, in flight
Dangerous night, I don't know if I'll return
Days, rosaries, and tears

I am the owner of the shadows
Cool destiny, slippery thug
Fine thug, don't look at me weird, don't count the money
I slash the bellies of crocodiles

Everyone knows I'm the coolest
(Cool, cool, cool)
Being cool is my destiny and that's it
(Cool, cool, cool)

Heels clacked, distant bike
Shiny gold tooth, the cops are after me
I keep moving forward
No one saw me, it was late

I am the owner of the shadows
Cool destiny, slippery thug
Fine thug, don't look at me weird, don't count the money
I slash the bellies of crocodiles

Everyone knows I'm the coolest
(Cool, cool, cool)
Being cool is my destiny and that's it
(Cool, cool, cool)

You know it well, I am
(Cool, cool, cool)
Being cool is my destiny and that's it
(Cool, cool, cool)

Cool, cool, calm down, cool
I don't buy any story from a vulture on horseback
I rise up if someone is too bold
Those who make up stories were always lit up
I slip into the corner, very thug, very thug
I look sharp because I'm very elegant
Bold gesture, women rain on me
I dance first if they paint me as a king
Long crocodiles and lungless cows
I see them hustling, I stop the machine abruptly
The science of being cool always leaves them stunned
I'm skillful, slippery, very neat
My exit is the skull because I
Because in the street I move, I'm cool
And I'm simple, I give life brightness!