Lyrics of No Pediré Perdón - Aitor, Santaflow

No Pediré Perdón (original)

Voy a hablar de este asunto
Pero espero que sea la última vez
Seré claro y rotundo
No me importa que quieran lincharme en la red
Mira, llámame machista, dime lo que quieras
Hubo una larga lista de mujeres en mi vida
Y te lo pueden negar ellas ya que mi palabra no
Vale, ser opresor es mi cruz
Y según tú, las mujeres son seres de luz
Ellas no te mentirían jamás, tendrían bondad…
A no ser que no sea de tu club
Entonces serán alienadas y lo que tu coño diga, oh
Tal vez están muy ocupadas trabajando para llegar lejos en la vida
No creo en el patriarcado, ni en tu discurso pregrabado
Te han dado un curso avanzado de supuesto feminismo
Y por supuesto te has tragado todo el cuento
Por fin has encajado en un colectivo muy oprimido e indignado
La vida vista con los ojos de supuestas feministas es un chiste
Y el sistema está pensado…
Por hombres y para hombres, que son horribles
Y si logran rebatirte, dices que no es discutible
Que revise privilegios, que empiece a deconstruirme
La verdad ya no puedo más, tengo que reírme
¿Tienes identidad o una mentalidad de colmena?
Eres parte del grupo
No me sentiré mal por lo que haya hecho mal otro hombre
Soy un individuo
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
Por ser un tío blanco, hetero, por mi condición
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
Porque estoy ya muy cansado de esta sinrazón
Hice una canción titulada «Mujeres» y me pusieron fino
Parece que es algo mezquino (sí) el deseo sexual masculino
Y es que tú entiendes lo que quieres
Dices que cosifico el cuerpo femenino
Que doy un mensaje dañino
A veces parece que esté hablando en chino
Yo no he dicho nunca que las mujeres sean objetos (No)
He dicho que me gusta follar
Lo que no significa que solo sirvan para eso (No)
Eso es lo que quieres interpretar tú
La chica de «Sandwich» interpreta un rol de sumisa en la cama
Hay gente que adora chingar sin amor y ella estaba encantada
Era una cita pactada, joder
A mí me han pegado, ha llegado a doler
Puede ser que juguemos practicando sexo
Y para eso los dos tenemos que querer
¿No lo entiendes o no quieres verlo?
Tal vez tu chico solo te hace el misionero
Yo no le faltaría el respeto a una señorita después de una cita
Porque el sexo es sólo un juego
Tiene huevos y me empieza a joder
Porque llevo toda la vida defendiendo a la mujer
Y de pronto porque tú lo digas me he convertido en lucifer
Pero le permites ser machista al que es oscurito de piel
Condescendencia racista, también tienes algo de amnesia
Lincharás a tu padre, el que te pone un plato en la mesa
¿Yo soy malo por hablar de ciencia y de que hay diferencias?
Tú eres necia y defiendes al que realmente te desprecia
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
Por ser un tío blanco, hetero, por mi condición
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
Porque estoy ya muy cansado de esta sinrazón
Es histeria colectiva clara (Ha)
Protestan, gritan en manada
Esto es tan rentable que hasta hay merchandising
Venden camisetas en Zara
Hay gente inocente linchada
La ley está siendo cambiada
Hablas de empoderarte
Y quieres que este mundo te trate como una flor delicada
Siempre escoges al chico celoso
Violento, malote y también obsesivo (sí)
Pero aquel que te ama y te cuida
Te llama y te mima lo quieres de amigo
Nunca culpes a los hombres
Solo porque a ti te atraiga esa personalidad tan característica
Si has tenido veinte novios y los veinte son demonios
¿Qué podemos sacar de esas estadísticas?
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
Por ser un tío blanco, hetero, por mi condición
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
(No, no) No pediré perdón
Porque estoy ya muy cansado de esta sinrazón
Oye, si en la primera cita te habla de la brecha salarial
¡Huye, insensato!
¡Ha ha!
Se os ha acabado el rollito este de recurrir a los sentimientos
¡Y una puta mierda en lo que se ha transformado vuestro movimiento!
¡Ay!

(translation)

I'm going to talk about this matter
But I hope it's the last time
I will be clear and emphatic
I don't care if they want to lynch me on the net
Look, call me macho, tell me what you want
There was a long list of women in my life
And they can deny it to you since my word is not
Ok being oppressor is my cross
And according to you, women are beings of light
They would never lie to you, they would be kind...
Unless it's not from your club
Then they be alienated and what your pussy say, oh
Maybe they are too busy working to get far in life
I don't believe in patriarchy, nor in your pre-recorded speech
They have given you an advanced course in alleged feminism
And of course you've swallowed the whole story
You have finally fit into a very oppressed and outraged collective
Life seen through the eyes of alleged feminists is a joke
And the system is designed…
By men and for men, who are horrible
And if they manage to refute you, you say that it is not debatable
That I review privileges, that I start to deconstruct myself
The truth is I can't anymore, I have to laugh
Do you have an identity or a hive mentality?
you are part of the group
I won't feel bad for what another man has done wrong
I am an individual
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
For being a white guy, straight, for my condition
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
Because I am already very tired of this unreason
I made a song called "Mujeres" and they made me fine
Seems like it's a petty thing (yeah) male sexual desire
And it is that you understand what you want
You say that I reify the female body
That I give a harmful message
Sometimes it seems that you are speaking in Chinese
I have never said that women are objects (No)
I said that I like to fuck
Which does not mean that they are only good for that (No)
That is what you want to interpret
The girl from "Sandwich" plays a submissive role in bed
There are people who love to fuck without love and she was delighted
It was an agreed date, dammit
I have been hit, it has come to hurt
It may be that we play having sex
And for that we both have to want
Don't you understand or don't you want to see it?
Maybe your guy just plays the missionary to you
I wouldn't disrespect a lady after a date
Because sex is just a game
She has balls and she starts to fuck me
Because I've been defending women all my life
And suddenly because you say so I have become Lucifer
But you allow him to be macho who is dark skinned
Racist condescension, you also have some amnesia
You will lynch your father, the one who puts a plate on your table
Am I bad for talking about science and that there are differences?
You are foolish and defend the one who really despises you
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
For being a white guy, straight, for my condition
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
Because I am already very tired of this unreason
It's clear collective hysteria (Ha)
They protest, they shout in a pack
This is so profitable that there is even merchandising
They sell t-shirts at Zara
There are innocent people lynched
The law is being changed
You talk about empowering yourself
And you want this world to treat you like a delicate flower
You always pick the jealous guy
Violent, badass and also obsessive (yes)
But the one who loves you and cares for you
He calls you and pampers you, you want him as a friend
never blame men
Just because you are attracted to that characteristic personality
If you've had twenty boyfriends and all twenty are demons
What can we take from those statistics?
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
For being a white guy, straight, for my condition
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
(No, no) I won't apologize
Because I am already very tired of this unreason
Hey, if on the first date he talks to you about the salary gap
Run away, fool!
Haha!
If you have finished this little roll of resorting to feelings
And what a fucking shit your movement has become!
Oh!