Trae Ese Ron

Bring That Rum

[Allan Beller]
We are the typical joteros who work little, if there are bastards in the Jota, I am one more bastard, they don't like it when we grab the mic, the mic ah, if necessary I am the boss, Javier Ibarra is the one who sings, that's how he hangs, breaking shit down, we are not afraid of any bastard MC, bring that shit over here now.

[Kase.O]
I come from the best group that a bitch called Spain gave birth to,
Damn Spain! ok? I shit on the king,
I live in the mountains, I go down to the city and what do I find?
evil in the children, it's forty-one degrees out there,
I don't know what it is but I feel it's in the atmosphere and people don't realize,
if there is no justice there is no peace,
and your damn everything for the homeland makes me vomit,
listen, the law subjugates, the birds want to escape,
no, children no longer play just to play,
don't come here if you're military, we're going to weaken you,
to take away the desire to scream,
bring that rum is the song
of those who know that money is man's condemnation,
in the name of death came hunger
and took three children, and no, they were not the king's grandchildren,
I look better quiet,
are you going to come and silence me with state terrorism?
did I give you permission to make bombs with my taxes?,
no, then don't call it democracy,
there is no justice if war is justified,
under the sign of the crucified fable,
under the cross they justify genocide
and with the cross they strike even to homicide,
it's not for God, it's for the oil monopoly,
God doesn't hate damn it!,
it's not for the victims, more victims,
your victims will not be resurrected,
and so goes the story,
of your glory is scum,
tyrants in Europe, America, Africa, Asia and Oceania,
we are afraid of your cold blood,
it's not a message it's an insult,
we are all adults, no I'm not one more in the crowd,
I'm screwed because I can't hide and I can only drink,
bring that rum damn it.

[Chorus]
Bring that rum back here, bring that rum back here,
bring that rum back here, pass that maca. pass that maca (x2)

[Kase O]
Getting deafer, getting crazier,
I'm not broken but close,
more and more alone, and more and more sad,
more and more corpse who the hell resists?
bring that rum is the song
of alcoholics due to heartbreak who live dreaming,
live singing, and I'm training
these perfect verses that I've been thinking,
sick of so many fakes jumping,
I throw rough hardcore, in long paragraphs,
do you want to be an MC? I give you a lot of work,
make a balance, chimpanzee I'm out of your reach,
the flames will kill you comrade,
you won't stop the burst that K throws in your face,
nothing to do with Chayanne, my words explode,
when I sound critics and fans fall silent, they freak out,
greetings from the mud, not for all the gold in the globe
would I sell my method, I just fuck around,
rhymes in rhythms, damn it! I defend my nickname,
and my group's, that's why I occupy a place in your parrot co,
my flow is baroque, exaggerated, never crazy,
I know, I know, I break everything I touch,
and so I touched your pride, and so the murmur concluded
since my destructive rap flowed,
my exercise is a virtue and a vice,
are the hazards of the trade when fans drive me crazy,
I'm not Jon Bon Jovi,
I sound much heavier than Sifreddi,
the question is: why do you sing if you don't feel it?
Rap bitches to me? Pop bitches to me?,
you must be tripping, I understand those who reject me,
there are others who embrace me, and others call me and threaten me
co, if I don't shine, my absence shines,
if you don't hate me, you hate your impotence,
just by releasing an album am I already a star?,
maybe you're the asshole, bring that bottle.

[Chorus]
Bring that rum back here, bring that rum back here,
bring that rum back here, pass that maca. pass that maca (x2)

[Allan Beller]
I spit this mud on an instrumental of the R, people making shit, bread without shit, they are playful, what? and all that shit out there.

[Kase.O]
I step on the thorns of the roses I step on,
my name is Javi, but your goddess, you can call me Dionysus,
kiss me without permission, dry my sweat without hurry
and if I improvise give me a smile,
bring that rum is the song,
Kase.O is the artist baby, pass that maca,
I live as if death didn't exist,
I want nothing, I hope for nothing, nothing comes,
remember, I sleep on your roof,
every time I sound on your chain I resurrect,
it's much more than a ritual in the routine
of your boyfriend's jealousy on every corner
watching you, your parents, friends, girlfriends,
live the utopia, nothing is logical,
a dream every day is not paradoxical,
I studied philosophy in Kami, in Fuetherfirst, and in the Tremendo Menda,
baby, I'll leave you a tape,
I recommend Da Vinci not Di Caprio,
the lips of the wise taste better and know more,
parties depress me,
and more when soulless girls
decide to commit their crime,
with me, what the hell have I done to your belly button?
I promise a champagne hangover and to be a good friend,
bad husband, they are not heartbeats, they are screams,
I don't take acids, but in my pillow I hear noises,
they are unforgettable songs, I'm not a Luccio Gatica,
I know the whims of the metric,
and that's why a voice is fantastic
and my drunk technique is drastic in your swastika,
I am intelligent, my father-in-law said:
I'm glad for your brain, but where's the dough?,
looking for help in a pocket I found a hole
and a finger fit, and two, and I scratched my balls,
I jerk off remembering, just like you,
only a stroke will separate us, that's my cross,
I need to organize all this, it's not an excuse,
but it's written without a muse,
it's too much vertigo, for a shy person to raise your libido,
I'm a harmless liver without liquid,
that's why I ask you please and with reasons
up to six times in the chorus.

[Chorus]
Bring that rum back here, bring that rum back here,
bring that rum back here, pass that maca. pass that maca (x2)

[Allan Beller]
If we make a drum clap, you know what I'm talking about, the Jota is the Jota, people walking around, where are the buddies, you know a lot of people don't know where they're going, but they already have everything planned out...