Lyrics of Más Allá del Fin - Elio Toffana, Dano

Más Allá del Fin - Elio Toffana, Dano
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Date of issue: 03.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish

Más Allá del Fin

(original)
Esculpido en el aire, trata de esnifarme
Cultura de calle más el valor del arte
Basura y Don Nadies, usura
Judíos disfrazados de frailes
Un burka y sus bailes
Bifurca habitantes, por culpa de instantes
Que nunca captaste, renuncia a esos lastres
Que tú camuflaste, y anuncia tus frases
Con furcias triunfaste, vergüenza en tu mástil
Tu rima tan fácil, la mía no entienden pero
Revive a tu mártir con joyas de marfil
Más allá del fin, mensaje a los muertos
Sin pantalla táctil
Esfuerzos en cuerpos flotando en el Támesis
Pregunta a Spike Lee si quería su pan así
Me rondan las moscas que dibujaba Dalí
Mi Carmina Burana es la heroína en Madrid, ¿A que sí?
Yo te plasmo mi imagen, te toca redefinir
C’est fini, c’est fini, túmbate junto a mí
Con un falso homenaje a un político recibí
C’est fini, c’est fini, pobrecito de ti
Todo el puto dominó cayó al tumbar la pieza
La ignorancia arrebató los éxitos a mi nobleza
Y yo me puse a rezar, Acqua Toffana
Veneno espiritual, no faltará en el altar
Camina tenso, el ambiente no es tranquilo
Sus ojos negros son piedras de zafiro
Respira hondo y acepta el desafío
Las manos en el North Face, ya no le afecta el frío y piensa:
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Recuerdo a Josito Saif
Que de pequeño me enseñó a cargar un sub-fusil
Muchos no creerían lo que vi
Sexo con la más sexy actriz
Brote psicótico en una tarde gris
Soñé las rimas que después escribí
Recordando la pistola que dejé a los DDP
Dispararon a mi hermano Dano, y en coma
El mérito de un médico lo salvó, no es broma
¡Esto es así!
¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
Es imposible, no me digas que sí
Abandoné a mi gente por un final feliz
Hubiera preferido tener la Glock de Killer B
Y hacerlo sencillo, apretar el gatillo y esperar a morir
Te da el amarillo al pensar en tú y yo, es comenzar a sufrir
Una sonrisa maligna, la dignidad de mentir
Camina tenso, el ambiente no es tranquilo
Sus ojos negros son piedras de zafiro
Respira hondo y acepta el desafío
Las manos en el North Face, ya no le afecta el frío y piensa:
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
(Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda')
(Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda')
(Ah, yo) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(Ah, ah) Esto es así ¿Te acuerdas lo que te iba a decir?
(translation)
Carved in the air, try to snort me
Street culture plus the value of art
Trash and Nobody, usury
Jews disguised as friars
A burqa and its dances
Bifurcates inhabitants, because of moments
That you never caught, give up those ballasts
That you camouflaged, and announce your phrases
With whores you triumphed, shame on your mast
Your rhyme so easy, they don't understand mine but
Revive your martyr with ivory jewels
Beyond the end, message to the dead
no touch screen
Efforts in bodies floating in the Thames
Ask Spike Lee if he wanted his bread from him like this
I am haunted by the flies that Dalí drew
My Carmina Burana is the heroine in Madrid, right?
I give you my image, it's your turn to redefine
C'est fini, c'est fini, lie down next to me
With a false tribute to a politician I received
C'est fini, c'est fini, poor thing about you
The whole fucking domino fell when the piece was knocked over
Ignorance snatched successes from my nobility
And I began to pray, Acqua Toffana
Spiritual poison, it will not be missing on the altar
Walk tense, the atmosphere is not calm
Her black eyes are sapphire stones
Take a deep breath and accept the challenge
His hands on the North Face, the cold no longer affects him and he thinks:
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
I remember Josito Saif
That as a child he taught me to load a sub-machine gun
Many would not believe what I saw
Sex with the sexiest actress
Psychotic break on a gray afternoon
I dreamed the rhymes that I later wrote
Remembering the gun I left to the DDP
My brother Dano was shot, and in a coma
The merit of a doctor saved him, no joke
This is so!
Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
It's impossible, don't tell me yes
I abandoned my people for a happy ending
I would have preferred to have Killer B's Glock
And keep it simple, pull the trigger and wait to die
It turns yellow when you think of you and me, it's starting to suffer
An evil smile, the dignity of lying
Walk tense, the atmosphere is not calm
His black eyes are sapphire stones
Take a deep breath and accept the challenge
His hands on the North Face, the cold no longer affects him and he thinks:
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda'
(Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda')
(Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Murda', murda', murda'
Kill, kill, kill
Murda', murda', murda')
(Ah, me) This is so Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
(Ah, ah) This is so. Do you remember what I was going to tell you?
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