Lyrics of La última cena - Arianna Puello

La última cena (original)

Golpes claves, agudos, graves
Mi flow ligero como una pluma.
suave
Mejor qué no te embales
Soy como la verdad qué nadie sabe
Así que atentos, empieza la lección
Veinticuatro, siete, en acción
Hip hop por vocación, del barrio la selección
Por excelencia brillando por su esencia
Este es ultimo eslabón
Un don, un micro, una voz
Entran en escena sobre este beat mas qué cabrón
Tu lente se entela y tu piba me cela
Bienvenidos a la ultima cena
What s going on!!!
What s going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip hop!!!
What s going on!!!
What s going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip hop!!!
Bingo!!!
a tos los toyakos extingo
Me llaman la reina del latinlingo
Algo inevitable, porque me distingo
En esta vaina soy como los domingos
Salpico, te excito, mira qué bonito
Por energía positiva me multiplico
Estoy en el pico, esas manos arriba
A ver cómo te lo explico, tocando el cielo
Un don, un micro, una voz entran en escena
Sobre este beat más que cabrón
Te hipnotizo como un sirena sin pena
Bienvenidos a la ultima cena
What s going on!!!
What s going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip hop!!!
What s going on!!!
What s going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip hop!!!
Vibra!
palpita!
vuela, levitaaa!!!
Siente como yo la sensación mas exquisita
Soy como una yonkie que por na se quita
Hip hop la droga que me deja pajarita
Grita!!!
si no te oigo al entrar
Seré la anfitriona, tú la visita
Explicita, lirica, arquitectónica
En el micrófono la mujer biónic
Un don, un micro, una voz!
Entran en escena sobre este beat más que cabrón
Esto te quema, te da gangrena
Bienvenidos a la ultima cena
What s going on!!!
What s going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip hop!!!
What s going on!!!
What s going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip hop!!!

(translation)

Key hits, treble, bass
My flow light as a feather.
smooth
You better not get packed
I'm like the truth that nobody knows
So pay attention, the lesson begins
Twenty four, seven, in action
Hip hop by vocation, from the neighborhood the selection
Par excellence shining by its essence
This is the last link
A gift, a microphone, a voice
They enter the scene on this beat more what a bastard
Your lens sticks and your girl rocks it
welcome to the last supper
What's going on!!!
What's going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip-hop!!!
What's going on!!!
What's going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip-hop!!!
Bingo!!!
I extinguish the toyakos
They call me the queen of Latinlingo
Something inevitable, because I distinguish myself
In this pod I am like on Sundays
I splash, I turn you on, look how beautiful
By positive energy I multiply
I'm on the peak, those hands up
Let's see how I explain it to you, touching the sky
A gift, a microphone, a voice enter the scene
About this beat more than bastard
I hypnotize you like a mermaid without sorrow
welcome to the last supper
What's going on!!!
What's going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip-hop!!!
What's going on!!!
What's going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip-hop!!!
Vibrate!
throb!
fly levitaaa!!!
Feel like me the most exquisite sensation
I'm like a junkie who takes off for nothing
Hip hop the drug that leaves me with a bow tie
Shouts!!!
if I don't hear you when you enter
I will be the hostess, you visit her
explicit, lyrical, architectural
At the microphone the bionic woman
A gift, a microphone, a voice!
They enter the scene on this beat more than bastard
This burns you, gives you gangrene
welcome to the last supper
What's going on!!!
What's going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip-hop!!!
What's going on!!!
What's going on!!!
Yeah yeah hip-hop!!!