Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Illpack , by - ElphomegaRelease date: 17.04.2005
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Illpack , by - ElphomegaIllpack(original) |
| Porque por la boca escupo gas c-s |
| Hoy florecen manifestaciones en las puertas de la sedes |
| Hoy suceden golpes de bate en las sienes |
| Siempre suceden en tiempos que corren |
| Se creen superiores por ley |
| Somos mayoritarios, nuevo resorte, crackeo tu bloqueo |
| Me siento Clarence Bodicker en Detroit |
| Illpack en el top tope detonan en un gran choque |
| Brutalidad policial contra chaquetas de cuero color rojo |
| Sangre, kamikazes contra jueces |
| Fachas e imbéciles |
| Ya no somo dóciles |
| Asesinos hábiles |
| Vamos con banderas y turbantes frente a esposas y grilletes |
| Mi lengua es un verbal machete |
| Venimos a tentar tu suerte |
| Requiem por los que no están, estoy al frente |
| Dentro de tu jurisdicción, serpiente |
| Puños cerrados claman al techo del cielo |
| El fuego que advertimos es propenso a prender conciencias por decreto |
| Incitan a la multitud |
| Busco difundir el manifiesto Illpack |
| Se formo mediante un post it |
| Hoy siento el feedback de las mangueras de forma incisa |
| Es la presión de una respuesta clara a tanta cólera |
| Ley marcial contra frías milicias |
| Manejamos dardos de acido |
| Cintas grises de celo en sus puños y cuellos |
| Ya no hay escudo que proteja al cerdo |
| El mundo es nuestro ahora |
| Atento al mitin, mi voz te perfora |
| Somos mas rápidos que Jhonny Eck, implora |
| La munición esta ahí fuera |
| Armas caseras te esperan |
| Illpack pulveriza tu cara |
| Jefaturas de comisarias tomadas al asalto y acorazados en las calles |
| Intentan contenernos con arengas por megafonos |
| Ordenan dispersarnos |
| Estamos al filo de su establishment |
| Gases de pimienta, su replacement |
| Muerden el polvo, somos turba |
| Sus cascos son papaya, se hacen pulpa |
| Manifiesta tu inconformidad con su uniformidad |
| Su orgullo arrinconado entre ladrillos y cal |
| Suicida mezcal, es la consigna Illpack social de hoy |
| Cóctel con trapos en oil, directo a un convoy |
| Antidisturbios de un orden turbio, obvio |
| Tenemos un carácter libio, nunca tibio |
| Sentimos fobia a vuestra propaganda sucia |
| Edificios como ruinas en Grecia |
| Señal de alerta, brechas abiertas |
| Son consecuencias de una gran reyerta, no habrá defensa |
| Esta revuelta no pone lemas en pancartas |
| (translation) |
| Because I spit gas out of my mouth c-s |
| Today demonstrations flourish at the gates of the venues |
| Today there are bat blows to the temples |
| They always happen in current times |
| They believe themselves superior by law |
| We are majority, new spring, I crack your lock |
| I feel Clarence Bodicker in Detroit |
| Illpack in the top cap detonate in a huge crash |
| Police brutality against red leather jackets |
| Blood, kamikazes against judges |
| looks and imbeciles |
| We are no longer docile |
| skilled assassins |
| We go with flags and turbans versus handcuffs and shackles |
| My tongue is a verbal machete |
| We come to try your luck |
| Requiem for those who are not here, I am in front |
| Within your jurisdiction, snake |
| Clenched fists cry out to the roof of heaven |
| The fire that we warn is prone to ignite consciences by decree |
| They stir up the crowd |
| I seek to spread the Illpack manifesto |
| It was formed by means of a post it |
| Today I feel the feedback from the hoses incised |
| It is the pressure of a clear response to so much anger |
| martial law against cold militias |
| We handle acid darts |
| Gray tapes of heat on their cuffs and collar |
| There is no shield to protect the pig anymore |
| The world is ours now |
| Pay attention to the rally, my voice pierces you |
| We are faster than Johnny Eck, implore |
| The ammunition is out there |
| Homemade weapons await you |
| Illpack pulverize your face |
| Headquarters of police stations taken by storm and armored in the streets |
| They try to contain us with harangues through megaphones |
| They order us to disperse |
| We are at the edge of your establishment |
| Pepper gases, its replacement |
| They bite the dust, we are mob |
| Their hulls are papaya, they are pulped |
| Express your disagreement with their uniformity |
| His pride cornered between bricks and lime |
| Mezcal suicide, is today's social Illpack watchword |
| Cocktail with rags in oil, straight to a convoy |
| Riot control of a murky order, obvious |
| We have a Libyan character, never lukewarm |
| We are phobic to your dirty propaganda |
| Buildings like ruins in Greece |
| Warning sign, gaps open |
| They are consequences of a great brawl, there will be no defense |
| This revolt does not put slogans on banners |
Song tags: #Illpack con Capaz
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Illpack 2: Hijos de Kubrick ft. Capaz | 2007 |
| Curiosity ft. Shabu One Shant, Capaz, Quilate | 2018 |