Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bestia, artist - Costa. Date of issue: 16.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Bestia(original) |
| Prueba mi nueva droga pura, soy la bestia |
| Cuerpo, religión, iglesia, siempre bestia |
| Partirme en dos sin anestesia, siempre bestia |
| B-E-S-T-I-A… puta bestia… |
| I’m trying to hide it |
| Homie, I can’t fake it |
| It is dripping down my motherfucking pain |
| Its a part of me |
| And I can’t divide it |
| Shadows keep following me |
| My blessed black wings |
| I’m high on fire, from your desire |
| I’m a motherfucking… |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Yeah motherfucker, I’m a motherfucking Beast! |
| Me arrastro a tientas vuelo al cielo, murió mi corazón |
| A cabezazos contra el mundo, puta, desperté del shock |
| He abierto la jaula de la bestia, para mi última función |
| Que toquen la banda, largas luces, subid ya el telón |
| Desgarrarme y lamer la herida, esa es mi vida |
| Una sustancia como mi sangre, que es corrosiva |
| Ponen Terry, placa martina, me sube bien arriba |
| No intentes seguirle el ritmo a esta bala perdida |
| Demonios taladran mis sesos como una puta broca |
| 33 bodegones tatuados, mi piel barroca |
| Ayer mezclé de todo y puta ya no queda nada |
| Solo las ganas de tirarme por la puta ventana |
| I’m trying to hide it |
| Homie, I can’t fake it |
| It is dripping down my motherfucking pain |
| Its a part of me |
| And I can’t divide it |
| Shadows keep following me |
| My blessed black wings |
| I’m high on fire, from your desire |
| I’m a motherfucking… |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Yeah motherfucker, I’m a motherfucking Beast! |
| Ya ni el veneno, ni el papeo, ni el calor, ni el suero |
| Ya me he limpiado de todo, soy un hombre nuevo |
| Moriré en la guerra siempre, zorra, gane o pierda |
| Mi bestia es a veces como tu, una puta cerda |
| Coyote pintan locas, flashes y noches sin frenos |
| Tratar con serpientes, puta, soy inmune al veneno |
| Hay djs falsos, djs falsos, maricas raperos |
| Van a la espalda hablando mierda, a cara comen huevos |
| Pueden poner barreras, lo se, yo no me miento |
| No puedo engañarme lo siento, no me arrepiento |
| Puedo llevarte hasta mil sitios donde nunca has ido |
| Puedo enseñarte el infierno si quieres arder conmigo |
| I’m trying to hide it |
| Homie, I can’t fake it |
| It is dripping down my motherfucking pain |
| Its a part of me |
| And I can’t divide it |
| Shadows keep following me |
| My blessed black wings |
| I’m high on fire, from your desire |
| I’m a motherfucking… |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Beast! |
| ¡Yeah motherfucker, I’m a motherfucking Beast! |
| I’m a motherfucking… ¡Beast! |
| (translation) |
| Try my new pure drug, I'm the beast |
| Body, religion, church, always beast |
| Break me in two without anesthesia, always beast |
| B-E-S-T-I-A… fucking beast… |
| I'm trying to hide it |
| Homie, I can't fake it |
| It is dripping down my motherfucking pain |
| It's apart of me |
| And I can't divide it |
| Shadows keep following me |
| My blessed black wings |
| I'm high on fire, from your desire |
| I'm a motherfucking… |
| Beast! |
| Beast! |
| Beast! |
| Yeah motherfucker, I'm a motherfucking Beast! |
| I grope my way to heaven, my heart died |
| Headbutting the world, bitch, I woke up from the shock |
| I have opened the cage of the beast, for my last performance |
| Let the band play, long lights, raise the curtain now |
| Tear me apart and lick the wound, that's my life |
| A substance like my blood, which is corrosive |
| They put Terry, martina plate, it goes up very high |
| Don't try to keep up with this loose bullet |
| Demons drill my brains like a fucking drill |
| 33 tattooed still lifes, my baroque skin |
| Yesterday I mixed everything and bitch there's nothing left |
| Just the desire to throw myself out the fucking window |
| I'm trying to hide it |
| Homie, I can't fake it |
| It is dripping down my motherfucking pain |
| It's apart of me |
| And I can't divide it |
| Shadows keep following me |
| My blessed black wings |
| I'm high on fire, from your desire |
| I'm a motherfucking… |
| Beast! |
| Beast! |
| Beast! |
| Yeah motherfucker, I'm a motherfucking Beast! |
| Neither the poison, nor the papeo, nor the heat, nor the serum |
| I have already cleaned myself of everything, I am a new man |
| I'll die in war every time, bitch, win or lose |
| My beast is sometimes like you, a fucking pig |
| Coyote paint crazy, flashes and nights without brakes |
| Dealing with snakes, bitch, I'm immune to poison |
| There's fake djs, fake djs, fag rappers |
| They go to the back talking shit, to the face they eat eggs |
| They can put up barriers, I know, I'm not lying |
| I can't kid myself I'm sorry I don't regret it |
| I can take you to a thousand places you've never been |
| I can show you hell if you want to burn with me |
| I'm trying to hide it |
| Homie, I can't fake it |
| It is dripping down my motherfucking pain |
| It's apart of me |
| And I can't divide it |
| Shadows keep following me |
| My blessed black wings |
| I'm high on fire, from your desire |
| I'm a motherfucking… |
| Beast! |
| Beast! |
| Beast! |
| Yeah motherfucker, I'm a motherfucking Beast! |
| I'm a motherfucking… Beast! |