Kumbia Makabra (part. Tomas Ballardo y Cricket)

Pure macabre well smoked, they watch us arrive
Chinese sticks and fifty, pure criminal
We are the Russians, very attentive, never back down
And if they mess with the kid, I make them dance

Check out this shit, I come from the neighborhood
With my knife in hand, I'm a damn bloodthirsty
Well waved, very thug with a fake act
Well pixelated, perched we are well agreed

I scorch them, I scare them
With a turkey I scorch them
I'm very stoned in an armored vehicle
And hooded I respect the command

I don't lower the plane, take out the big bottle
The monkey, yes, in the alley
The accordion sounds throwing shots
I'm with pure badass dudes

Crazy takes out the weed and the bottle
For enemies, lead
The hill always lights up when I drink
We are from the street here
Pure crazy and dangerous
They call me the dangerous one

I'm a troublemaker and a good sound system guy
I started rapping at thirteen
I don't give a damn about money
I won't take anything with me if I die

Dust and tobacco, pure maniac
I attack them, I pull out the gun
Crazy and bald with my white sneakers
I keep going, I won't be tamed by laziness

It always dawns
Here among the holy thug people
Dancing cumbia
They dance cumbia, dark cumbia

It always dawns
Here among the holy thug people
Dancing cumbia
They dance cumbia, dark cumbia

Well waved, very thug with a fake act
I'm very stoned in an armored vehicle
And hooded I respect the command

Pure macabre well smoked, they watch us arrive
Chinese sticks and fifty, pure criminal
We are the Russians, very attentive, never back down
And if they mess with the kid, I make them dance