Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Más Allá del Fin, artist - Elio Toffana
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? |