
Date of issue: 01.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Ayer(original) |
Cansao de la vida viviendo de luto |
Mi esperanza madre se fue con el tuto |
Preferí mi parque que ir al instituto |
Los libros por aquí eran pa liar canutos |
Siempre liando-la metido en rifirrafes |
Conocía mas comisaria que mi clase |
Vas a pagarlo todo cuando el tiempo pase |
Mi madre me gritaba que cojones haces |
Tuve mi vida ya al filo de la navaja |
Con ciegos que no veía ni con gafas |
Reservando ya por el cielo mi plaza |
Follando sin goma cagado para casa |
Robando a camioneros pa comprar-me ropa |
Ganando respeto cagando bellotas |
No eramos mas hombres por echar pelotas |
Llegando-le a mi madre con la cara rota |
Los huesos, se hacia grande la chaqueta |
Solo quería comerme un par de tetas |
Eramos niños sin jugar a la cometa |
Tocando la gaita y fumándome la trompeta |
No queda pa salir |
Robando latas |
Chupando ron como si fuéramos piratas |
Salia echo un pincel volvía a cuatro patas |
Lo que daría por un beso de la flaca |
Contando fajos y bebiendo lo barato |
Sin probarla ni siquiera haciendo tratos |
Joder si yo iba para delantero nato |
Sin pelo en los huevos fumando tabaco |
Deje de meter goles preferí cerveza |
Mucha inteligencia y poquita cabeza |
Deje el fútbol porque me daba hasta pereza |
A tomar por culo se ha ido la promesa |
No quiero saber nada de los demás |
Ya no ya no quiero mas |
Voy a mirar por mi ya |
Queme tanto mi vida que no tengo gas |
Ya no quiero ser el niño que fui |
No me vale un cest la vie |
Voy a cambiarlo cada segundo que viví para ser feliz |
Los libros mama me chupan el pito |
Papa lucho pa que jugara en el equipo |
Me lo metía en vez de vender el perico |
Viendo a Toni Montana soñando ser rico |
Era un caniche que se volvió perro presa |
Que no hay huevos yo la tenia gruesa |
Rompí el puzzle y me quede una buena pieza |
Esta carga que llevo primo como pesa |
Estudia hijo si quieres tener joyas |
Tanto fumar papa no me da la olla |
A mi eso del colegio me chupa la polla |
Me creía el jefe y era gilipollas |
El mas hijo de puta llevaba la corona |
Llegaron los porros y se fueron las neuronas |
No eran hermanos, amigos ni de broma |
Arce mete primo venga no me jodas |
No tengo coche ni piba ni carrera |
Tengo al infierno poniéndome la escalera |
Si estudiara, si creyera |
Ese niño se ha convertido en ojeras |
Vivir con el miedo de no llegar a viejo |
Voy a matar al que me mira en el espejo |
Me creía líder, no quería consejos |
Si hiciera caso en casa llegaría lejos |
No regalaba amor casado con la peri |
En la mierda pero me creía feliz |
No entendía nada de la puta peli |
Hermano no metas na por la nariz |
Me comió el corazón la farlopa de Perú |
Me importaba menos la familia que mi crew |
Creía en dios pero fui Belcebu, eh |
Papa me dijo lo que sea pero manda tu |
No quiero saber nada de los demás |
Ya no ya no quiero mas |
Voy a mirar por mi ya |
Queme tanto mi vida que no tengo gas |
Ya no quiero ser el niño que fui |
No me vale un cest la vie |
Voy a cambiarlo cada segundo que viví para ser feliz |
A veces queremos vivir demasiado rápido |
No hacemos caso |
Vivimos lejos de nuestra vida |
Queremos drogas y pibas |
Nos creemos lideres |
Y en verdad somos marionetas hermano |
La putada es que nos damos cuenta tarde |
A veces ya ni sirve, joder mama |
Como quito estas ojeras? |
La vida es larga, si tu quieres hay tiempo pa to |
Solo tira del deporte y haz caso a tus padres, eh |
Mas de un colega se fue |
Pero el arrepentirse de que sirve, de que sirve |
Mando con lagrimas paz para mis viejos |
Y mis hijos jamas llevaran mi vida |
Palabra, eh, mi legado es mi música |
(translation) |
Tired of life living in mourning |
My hope mother left with the tutor |
I preferred my park than going to the institute |
The books around here were pa liar spliffs |
Always messing-la involved in scuffles |
I knew more commissioner than my class |
You will pay it all when the time passes |
My mother yelled at me what the hell are you doing |
I had my life already on the edge of the knife |
With blind people who couldn't see even with glasses |
Reserving my place already by heaven |
Fucking without rubber shit for home |
Robbing truckers to buy me clothes |
Gaining respect by shitting acorns |
We were no longer men for throwing balls |
Coming to my mother with a broken face |
The bones, the jacket got bigger |
I just wanted to eat a pair of tits |
We were children without playing kite |
Playing the bagpipes and smoking the trumpet |
There is no left to go out |
stealing cans |
Sippin' on rum like we pirates |
He came out like a brush and came back on all fours |
What I would give for a kiss from the skinny |
Counting wads and drinking the cheap |
Without testing it or even making deals |
Damn if I was going to be a born forward |
no hair on balls smoking tobacco |
I stopped scoring goals I preferred beer |
A lot of intelligence and little head |
I left football because I was even lazy |
Fuck off the promise has gone |
I don't want to know anything about the others |
I don't want anymore |
I'm going to look for myself now |
I burned my life so much that I have no gas |
I no longer want to be the child I was |
I am not worth a cest la vie |
I'm going to change it every second that I lived to be happy |
Mom books suck my dick |
Dad fought for him to play on the team |
I would put it in instead of selling the parakeet |
Watching Toni Montana dreaming of being rich |
It was a poodle that became a catch dog |
That there are no eggs I had it thick |
I broke the puzzle and I was left with a good piece |
This load that I carry cousin how heavy |
Study son if you want to have jewelry |
So much smoking dad does not give me the pot |
That thing from school sucks my dick |
The boss thought I was an asshole |
The most son of a bitch wore the crown |
The joints arrived and the neurons left |
They were not brothers, friends or joking |
Arce put cousin come don't fuck with me |
I don't have a car or a girl or a career |
I have hell putting me on the ladder |
If I studied, if I believed |
That boy has turned into dark circles |
Living with the fear of not getting old |
I'm going to kill the one who looks at me in the mirror |
I thought I was a leader, I didn't want advice |
If I listened at home I would go far |
He did not give away love married to the peri |
In the shit but I thought I was happy |
I didn't understand anything about the fucking movie |
Brother, don't put anything up the nose |
The farlopa from Peru ate my heart |
I cared less about family than my crew |
I believed in god but I was Beelzebub, huh |
Papa told me whatever but send your |
I don't want to know anything about the others |
I don't want anymore |
I'm going to look for myself now |
I burned my life so much that I have no gas |
I no longer want to be the child I was |
I am not worth a cest la vie |
I'm going to change it every second that I lived to be happy |
Sometimes we want to live too fast |
we ignore |
We live far from our life |
We want drugs and girls |
we believe ourselves leaders |
And we really are puppets brother |
The bitch is that we realize late |
Sometimes it doesn't even work anymore, damn mom |
How do I remove these dark circles? |
Life is long, if you want there is time for everything |
Just pull the sport and listen to your parents, huh |
More than one colleague left |
But repentance, what's the use, what's the use |
I send with tears peace to my parents |
And my children will never lead my life |
Word, uh, my legacy is my music |