Bala Pérdida
Santa Salut
Stray Bullet
The fucking decks
Eh, yo'
Ah, holy health, adala
Yo', yo'
Don't worry, unhook yourself
If I don't live now, I'll never live
I shape my destiny like glazed sugar
And no matter what my ID says, I'll die free
I won't fail myself, effervescent words
They come to overturn us with ten thousand winds
We don't see them even though brave
Watch out if you're brave because they eliminate you
100 per 100, patient, deficient
My mind is blank
What the hell am I doing?
How do I feel alone among so many people?
What am I doing right and what am I doing wrong?
How do I know if what I do is enough?
I don't know what is efficient
I observe carefully and take the last breath weakly
Uayo, weakly, uayo
Uayo, weakly
When I come back from work
I open my wardrobe, put on a cool tracksuit to go out in the neighborhood
I pass by the bookstore every day
Until tomorrow Teresa, have a good day
Once again in the square, watching the night pass
Before we used to laugh more, now we think too much
Sometimes I make mistakes, I give too much to my head
I think too many things and forget what I touch
Ah, I take out what I have inside
Until I find new kindred spirits to move and see the nights and wines
Dancing new paths of immense music, the dance is very dense
When the body doesn't think, you touch the essence, the lyrics enter my belly
Trying to escape from what tempts us, while
They put the neighborhood up for sale
Get wet, uncover yourself, remove the nail polish, make the art of giving yourself Mars
In a system where singing can burn you, censor your art
And take you into exile, idyllic, what happens to the children
Now everyone wants a Lamborghini
It's viral, it's cynical, it's critical, it's gloomy, it's not ethical, it's not clear
Hard to escape the vice (yo')
Rapping in the canteen
With so many Nazis loose, no one can live here
I rhyme until I run out of saliva, sativa is my rhyme
It approaches stealthily to the top
It's already walking, the game begins, the stampede begins
There's only one way out, ah
Stray bullet
Stray bullet
Stray bullet
Stray bullet
Ay ay ay
Holy health, adala, catch us