Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Paz , by - Farruko. Release date: 09.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Paz(original) |
| Mm-oh, uoh-oh |
| ¡Micha! |
| Farruko (Mm-oh) |
| One blood, one blood |
| Bienvenido a la isla del espanto y muerte (Ah) |
| Donde se muere el débil, sobrevive el fuerte (Eh-eh) |
| R15, fulete, AK 47 (Eh-eh) |
| Aquí se mata por droga y se muere la gente (Uoh-uoh-na) |
| La realidad que hoy en día estamo' viviendo (Viviendo) |
| Si canto otra cosa te estoy mintiendo (Mintiendo) |
| Bendito lo que mis ojo' están viendo (Uoh-na, uoh-na) |
| Los ángeles sangre están llorando (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Madres a sus hijo' enterrando (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Nosotros nos estamos matando (Matando, no-no-no) |
| Con to’a esta mierda el mundo acabando (Lord have mercy) |
| El perico y la lenta son el pan de cada día |
| Lo' político' robando, 'tá jodí'a la economía |
| Lo' cupone' ya no dan, ni la tarjeta 'e la familia |
| Aquí abunda la pobreza y reina la' insectería' |
| Fuletaso y (*Disparos*) te dejan de día |
| Te dan por debajo 'el agua y te quitan lo que tenía' |
| 'Tá to' el mundo choteando, y abusa la policía |
| Ya no confío en nadie, ni aunque sea la madre mía (One blood, one blood) |
| La realidad que hoy en día estamo' viviendo (Viviendo) |
| Si canto otra cosa te estoy mintiendo (Mintiendo) |
| Bendito lo que mis ojo' están viendo (Uoh-na, uoh-na) |
| Los ángeles sangre están llorando (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Madres a sus hijo' enterrando (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Nosotros nos estamos matando (Matando, no-no-no) |
| Con to’a esta mierda el mundo acabando (Yo, yo, yo) |
| La biblia lo dijo, hermanos contra hermanos |
| Padres contra hijos, si tú prósperas cuídate del vecino (Oh-oh) |
| Que de lejo' nunca viene el asesino |
| Si no te mueres al final, te matan en medio 'el camino |
| Y sí; |
| uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete |
| Te dieron, después te quitaron el paquete |
| Te van a cobrar aunque te conozcan de chiquito |
| Y aunque borren la escena Dios sabe que es un delito |
| La realidad que hoy en día estamo' viviendo (Viviendo) |
| Si canto otra cosa te estoy mintiendo (Mintiendo) |
| Bendito lo que mis ojo' están viendo (Uoh-na, uoh-na) |
| Los ángeles sangre están llorando (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Madres a sus hijo' enterrando (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Nosotros nos estamos matando (Matando, no-no-no) |
| Con to’a esta mierda el mundo acabando (Lord have mercy) |
| Boom |
| Micha |
| Farruko |
| Jaja |
| Boo |
| Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh |
| Dímelo Flow |
| Calilo |
| A veces quisiera despertar, abrir los ojos y pensar que lo que estoy cantando |
| es una pesadilla. |
| ¿Pero sabes qué? |
| Es la realidad de lo que estamos viviendo, |
| y si te canto otra cosa soy un hipócrita y te estoy mintiendo. |
| Sólo les pido |
| que tengamos más tolerancia, que aprendamos a perdonar. |
| Lo curioso de esto es |
| que esta canción lleva grabá' más de un año, y ahora que veo to' lo que está |
| pasando ya Dios me había puesto esta letra, en mis manos, y sí suena cruda, |
| suena fuerte, y sí, estoy hablando pesa’o, ¿pero sabes qué? |
| Es lo que estamos |
| viviendo, y yo no soy hipócrita, no te vo' a mentir, no te vo' a decir que |
| estamo' en Disney World, aquí no hay beso' ni abrazo'. |
| Aquí lo que hay e' |
| envidia, venganza y morbosidad. |
| De parte mía, que Dios me los bendiga. |
| Padre amado ten misericordia de nosotro', derrama protección, derrama paz, |
| derrama unión, en mí y en la vida, paz. |
| Carbon Fiber Music, Farru |
| (translation) |
| Mm-oh, uoh-oh |
| Micha! |
| Farruko (Mm-oh) |
| One blood, one blood |
| Welcome to the island of terror and death (Ah) |
| Where the weak die, the strong survive (Eh-eh) |
| R15, fulete, AK 47 (Eh-eh) |
| Here people are killed for drugs and people die (Uoh-uoh-na) |
| The reality that we are living today (Living) |
| If I sing something else, I'm lying to you (Lying) |
| Blessed is what my eyes are seeing (Uoh-na, uoh-na) |
| The blood angels are crying (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Mothers burying their children (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| We are killing each other (Killing, no-no-no) |
| With all this shit the world is ending (Lord have mercy) |
| The perico and the slow are the daily bread |
| The 'politician' stealing, 'you fucked up the economy |
| They no longer give the 'coupons', nor the card 'and the family |
| Poverty abounds here and 'insect shop' reigns |
| Fuletaso and (*Shots*) leave you during the day |
| They give you below 'the water and they take away what you had' |
| 'Tá to' the world kidding, and abuses the police |
| I no longer trust anyone, not even my mother (One blood, one blood) |
| The reality that we are living today (Living) |
| If I sing something else, I'm lying to you (Lying) |
| Blessed is what my eyes are seeing (Uoh-na, uoh-na) |
| The blood angels are crying (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Mothers burying their children (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| We are killing each other (Killing, no-no-no) |
| With all this shit the world is ending (Yo, yo, yo) |
| The bible said it, brothers against brothers |
| Parents against children, if you prosper, take care of the neighbor (Oh-oh) |
| That the murderer never comes from far away |
| If you don't die at the end, they kill you in the middle of the road |
| What if; |
| one, two, three, four, five, six, seven |
| They gave you, then they took the package |
| They will charge you even if they knew you as a child |
| And even if they delete the scene God knows it's a crime |
| The reality that we are living today (Living) |
| If I sing something else, I'm lying to you (Lying) |
| Blessed is what my eyes are seeing (Uoh-na, uoh-na) |
| The blood angels are crying (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| Mothers burying their children (Uoh-uoh-uoh-uoh, yeah) |
| We are killing each other (Killing, no-no-no) |
| With all this shit the world is ending (Lord have mercy) |
| boom |
| Micha |
| Farruko |
| Haha |
| Boo |
| Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh |
| tell me flow |
| Calilo |
| Sometimes I would like to wake up, open my eyes and think that what I am singing |
| it's a nightmare. |
| But you know what? |
| It is the reality of what we are living, |
| And if I sing something else to you, I'm a hypocrite and I'm lying to you. |
| I only ask |
| that we have more tolerance, that we learn to forgive. |
| The curious thing about this is |
| that this song has been recorded for more than a year, and now that I see everything that is |
| passing already God had put this lyrics in my hands, and it does sound raw, |
| sounds strong, and yes, I'm talking heavy, but you know what? |
| It is what we are |
| living, and I'm not a hypocrite, I'm not going to lie to you, I'm not going to tell you that |
| We're at Disney World, there's no kiss or hug here. |
| Here what is e' |
| envy, revenge and morbidity. |
| From me, may God bless you. |
| Beloved Father, have mercy on us', pour out protection, pour out peace, |
| spread union, in me and in life, peace. |
| Carbon Fiber Music, Farru |