Lyrics of Antisocial - Charflex, Lfam

Antisocial (original)

Llevan la razón y te pierden las formas
Cuesta pedir perdón cuando uno se equivoca
El típico marido, pedoso de mierda
Pierde su equipo y pega a su parienta
Ciego de perico y chupito de Absenta
La rompe el hocico y juró protegerla
En la vida todo tiene su vuelta
Si te descuidas, tu culo está en venta
Aprendió a usar la ganzúa con los 13
Por curiosidad, no por delincuente
Mi colega ha tenido un padre proxeneta
Más de una vez le partieron toda la jeta (bla, bla, bla)
Muchas tardes jugando a la play (check)
Llega con putas, no molestéis, okay?
(oh)
Cuando él se iba a currar nos poníamos a hostilar
Había una cajita con la llave bien guardá'
Metíamos la ganzúa y la poníamos a girar (wuh)
Sacaba 2000 €, eso era felicidad (eso era felicidad, eso era felicidad)
Al menos eso es lo que pensaba yo de crío
Luego aprendes que el dinero trae los líos
Mi parienta se comía las palizas, ¿dónde está mi pasta?
Yo no tengo nada, ¿donde está mi pasta?
Yo nunca se nada
La lealtad no se vende, no se paga
Fiel a los tuyos aunque te rompan la cara
Y si alguno se te cruza te puede quitar la vida
¿Pa' que fías?
No te fíes del que fía y se desema
Hay que ser muy tonto para que te dejen la pella
Miras a la piba de unhermano eres un mierdas
Cambias a tu hermano por un cuero, ¡fecka, fecka, fecka!
Te metes en negocios peligrosos, te parten las piernas
Acabas enganchadote al caballo, vuelta a los 70
Morir de sobredosis como Amy Winehouse
Al borde del suicidio desde que hice «Burlaos»
Me importan una mierda toda la gente que me sigue
Me importan una mierda toda la gente que me odie
Me preocupe de los mios, al resto que les follen
Soy antisocial pero eso me encanta
Prefiero ser un ogro a un pagafantas
Mucha chivata, en Colombia corbata
No importa la raza, el dinero es quien manda

(translation)

They are right and they lose your ways
It is difficult to apologize when one is wrong
The typical husband, fart of shit
He loses his team and hits his relative
Ciego de perico and shot of Absinthe
He breaks her muzzle and swore to protect her
In life everything has its turn
If you neglect, your ass is for sale
She learned to use the lock pick at the age of 13.
Out of curiosity, not out of delinquency
My colleague has had a pimp father
More than once they broke his whole face (blah, blah, blah)
Many afternoons playing play (check)
He arrives with whores, don't bother, okay?
(ooh)
When he went to work we started to harass
There was a box with the key well kept
We put the pick and we put it to spin (wuh)
I took out €2,000, that was happiness (that was happiness, that was happiness)
At least that's what I thought as a kid
Then you learn that money brings trouble
My relative ate the beatings, where is my dough?
I have nothing, where is my money?
I never know anything
Loyalty is not sold, it is not paid
Faithful to yours even if they break your face
And if someone crosses your path, they can take your life
What do you trust?
Do not trust the one who trusts and desires
You have to be very stupid for them to leave you the pella
You look at a brother's girl you are a piece of shit
You trade your brother for a leather, fecka, fecka, fecka!
You get into dangerous business, they break your legs
You end up hooked on the horse, back to the 70s
Dying of an overdose as Amy Winehouse
On the verge of suicide since I did "Mock You"
I don't give a shit about all the people who follow me
I don't give a shit about all the people who hate me
I worried about mine, fuck the rest
I'm antisocial but I love that
I'd rather be an ogre than a pagafantas
Mucha chivata, in Colombia tie
It doesn't matter the race, money is the boss