Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Escalera, artist - Duki.
Date of issue: 10.01.2018
Song language: Spanish
Escalera(original) |
Sabía bien que nos esperaba el golpe |
Y ahora su error es mi transporte |
Si lo pienso un segundo, estoy llegando al borde |
De la solución que la soberbia me esconde |
Siempre negando y renegando de mí (siempre) |
Un hombre es blando si no sabe de sí |
O si lastima y lo puede predecir |
Es una lástima que hablen mis lágrimas, yo no sé qué decir |
A todo mi amor se lo llevó el Alzheimer |
Pienso a mi favor, me transformé en un gamer |
Antes era divertido pero ya pasé los veinte |
Y la verdad se siente aunque la presionen mis dientes |
Me creía autosuficiente (sí) |
Y eso me mató, me transformó en sirviente |
No sé cuál paso es el siguiente |
Si vuelvo a llenar el vaso cierro el gaso para siempre |
Estamos en la cresta nena (en la cresta) |
Y eso nos trae problemas (eh) |
No mires a los de afuera |
Esto es para los dos, tenemos la escalera (yeh, eeeh) |
Estamos en la cresta nena (la cresta nena) |
Y eso nos trae problemas |
No mires a los de afuera |
Esto es para los dos, tenemos la escalera (yeh, eeeh) |
Flow más ancho que la nube de julio |
Liga 96, pre-volar el mes de junio |
Dinero, música, no hay trabajo y menos estudio |
Dejando la joda, pariceo en el estudio |
Los vi copiar mi flow, no me creo su dios |
Y mucho menos tengo un álter ego rubio |
Sé muy bien lo que pienso de éste mundo |
Por eso lo resumí con ocho letras en el puño |
Cómo le digo a mamá que no lo hago de egoísta |
Me está comiendo ser artista |
Cómo le pido a mi yori que me quiere, que resista |
Que no son nada todas esas putas del Insta |
Me pedían que delinca |
Y ahora monto peli, parezco dueño del INCAA |
Mira la evita, se ve bonita |
Ahora esto' cabeza' negra' son modelos de revista |
Tosiendo flow como una M3 o una M5 (prrrr) |
Deme diez o deme cinco |
Segundo lao' del micro, si al menos justifico |
Que fue muy buena ley la muerte de su grupito |
Hago música porque lo necesito |
No para estar pegado, para que suene bonito |
Digo lo que siento porque lo necesito |
Así al menos soy feliz por un ratito |
Estamos en la cresta nena (en la cresta) |
Y eso nos trae problemas (eh) |
No mires a los de afuera |
Esto es para los dos, tenemos la escalera (yeh, eeeh) |
Estamos en la cresta nena (en la cresta nena) |
Y eso nos trae problemas |
No mires a los de afuera |
Esto es para los dos, tenemos la escalera (yeh, eeeh) |
(translation) |
I knew well that the blow was waiting for us |
And now his mistake is my transport |
If I think about it for a second, I'm reaching the edge |
Of the solution that pride hides from me |
Always denying and denying me (always) |
A man is soft if he does not know himself |
Or if he hurts and can predict it |
It's a pity that my tears speak, I don't know what to say |
All my love was taken by Alzheimer's |
I think in my favor, I became a gamer |
It used to be fun but I'm past twenty |
And the truth is felt even if my teeth press it |
I thought I was self-sufficient (yeah) |
And that killed me, turned me into a servant |
I don't know what step is next |
If I refill the glass I close the gas forever |
We're on the ridge baby (on the ridge) |
And that brings us problems (eh) |
Don't look at the outsiders |
This is for both of us, we have the ladder (yeh, eeeh) |
We're on the crest baby (the crest baby) |
And that brings us problems |
Don't look at the outsiders |
This is for both of us, we have the ladder (yeh, eeeh) |
Flow wider than the July cloud |
Liga 96, pre-fly in June |
Money, music, no work and less study |
Leaving the party, pariceo in the studio |
I saw them copy my flow, I don't believe their god |
And much less do I have a blonde alter ego |
I know very well what I think of this world |
That's why I summed it up with eight letters on the fist |
How do I tell mom I'm not being selfish? |
Being an artist is eating me |
How do I ask my yori to love me, to resist |
That all those Insta whores are nothing |
They asked me to commit a crime |
And now I put on a movie, I look like the owner of INCAA |
Look at the Evita, she looks pretty |
Now these black heads are magazine models |
Coughing flow like an M3 or an M5 (prrrr) |
Give me ten or give me five |
Second lao' of the micro, if at least I justify |
That the death of his little group was a very good law |
I make music because I need it |
Not to be stuck, to make it sound nice |
I say what I feel because I need it |
So at least I'm happy for a little while |
We're on the ridge baby (on the ridge) |
And that brings us problems (eh) |
Don't look at the outsiders |
This is for both of us, we have the ladder (yeh, eeeh) |
We're on the crest babe (on the crest babe) |
And that brings us problems |
Don't look at the outsiders |
This is for both of us, we have the ladder (yeh, eeeh) |