Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freeze , by - CráneoSong from the album Dalsy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Guayaba
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freeze , by - CráneoSong from the album Dalsy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопFreeze(original) |
| Lleno la cabeza mientras se vacía el tarro |
| Se me hace de día, entre cintas y cacharros |
| Sucio como el barro, disparando en VH |
| Hacemos que no sientas los baches |
| Aunque caigan bombas, me verás contento |
| Con la nube encima y los dibus animados puestos |
| Cenando restos, lo veo a color |
| Por eso pinto flores por mi cuerpo, recuerda esto |
| Bajo las raíces camufla |
| Querías deslizar, pero te has corta’o (Yeah) |
| Juntos pero separados (Separados) |
| Como anillos en distintos dedos de la misma mano (Uh) |
| Cierra los ojos, te subimos a la luna |
| Soy más de planear que batir las plumas |
| Traje bajo el brazo la cam, no la barra 'e pan |
| Me lo estoy pasando sin Memory Card |
| Tú deja de gritar y largar tus asuntos |
| A veces calladitos llegamos a lo profundo |
| Sabéis que moriré, pero no me iré |
| Así que clávame el cuchillo y dame puntos |
| No me llames al móvil, estoy peace |
| Inmóvil, freeze (Freeze) |
| Triste, pero cierto |
| Con el tono gris y casi muerto |
| No me llames al móvil, estoy peace |
| Inmóvil, freeze |
| Triste, pero cierto |
| Con el tono gris y casi muerto |
| No importa el trofeo, solo tu reflejo en él |
| Golpea al enemigo, va vestido con piel |
| Cambió la escena, ya no me quedaba bien |
| Un plano secuencia igual hubiera funciona’o también |
| Guardo equis cien (Dress, dress) |
| Carbón negro es el color de las flores y mi pantalón |
| Todo parece casual al final del vagón (Tras el cristal) |
| Luces, cámara y acción |
| Yo puse ese culo a moverse en esa dirección |
| Ella era una estrella como Converse, oh |
| En los pies de un crip, bailando c-walk |
| En los de Eazy-E rolling in a sixty four |
| Desde el cielo hasta el techo de tu habitación |
| Brillo que deslumbra en la penumbra de ese callejón |
| Aquí cualquier niñato, en cualquier rincón |
| Te quita de las manos el tabaco y del cuello el cordón |
| Colga’o de los de tus foss |
| Porque eres un pussy aunque te creas el boss |
| No eres Hugo, yo tengo el jugo como Bishop en Juice |
| Mira ese cabrón, to' chulo |
| No me llames al móvil, estoy peace |
| Inmóvil, freeze |
| Triste, pero cierto |
| Sí, casi muerto |
| No me llames al móvil, estoy peace |
| Inmóvil, freeze |
| Triste, pero cierto |
| Con el tono gris y casi muerto |
| (translation) |
| I fill the head while the jar is emptied |
| It makes me day, between tapes and pots |
| Dirty as mud, shooting on VH |
| We make you feel the potholes |
| Although bombs fall, you will see me happy |
| With the cloud on top and the cartoons on |
| Eating leftovers, I see it in color |
| That's why I paint flowers on my body, remember this |
| under the roots camouflage |
| You wanted to slide, but you've cut yourself (Yeah) |
| Together but apart (Separate) |
| Like rings on different fingers of the same hand (Uh) |
| Close your eyes, we'll take you to the moon |
| I'm more of planning than flapping feathers |
| I brought the cam under my arm, not the bread loaf |
| I'm having a good time without Memory Card |
| You stop yelling and dropping your business |
| Sometimes quietly we reach the depths |
| You know I'll die, but I won't go |
| So stick the knife in me and give me points |
| Don't call me on my mobile, I'm at peace |
| Immobile, freeze (Freeze) |
| Sad but true |
| With the gray tone and almost dead |
| Don't call me on my mobile, I'm at peace |
| motionless, freeze |
| Sad but true |
| With the gray tone and almost dead |
| The trophy doesn't matter, only your reflection in it |
| Hit the enemy, he's dressed in skin |
| Changed the scene, it didn't fit me anymore |
| A sequence shot would have worked just as well |
| I keep X one hundred (Dress, dress) |
| Charcoal black is the color of flowers and my pants |
| Everything seems casual at the end of the car (Behind the glass) |
| Lights, camera and action |
| I set that ass to move in that direction |
| She was a star like Converse, oh |
| On the feet of a crip, dancin' c-walk |
| In those of Eazy-E rolling in a sixty four |
| From the sky to the ceiling of your room |
| Brilliance that dazzles in the gloom of that alley |
| Here any kid, in any corner |
| It takes the tobacco from your hands and the cord from your neck |
| Hanging from your foss |
| Because you are a pussy even if you think you are the boss |
| You're not Hugo, I have the juice like Bishop in Juice |
| Look at that bastard, all cool |
| Don't call me on my mobile, I'm at peace |
| motionless, freeze |
| Sad but true |
| Yeah almost dead |
| Don't call me on my mobile, I'm at peace |
| motionless, freeze |
| Sad but true |
| With the gray tone and almost dead |
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