Lyrics of Metrakit - Kinder Malo

Metrakit - Kinder Malo
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Date of issue: 23.01.2016
Song language: Spanish

Metrakit

(original)
Ya no como perro, puta, ahora soy vegano
Voy a perdonarle la vida al gusano
Viendo la tele y fumando un habano
Yo tengo más tiros que 600 afganos
Cuando canto, cuando hablo, muevo mucho las manos
Yo no soy rapero, puta, soy napolitano
Yo no juro nada, yo no juro en vano
Dice que me ama pero que no soy su amo
Dice muchas cosas pero todo es falso
La puta depresión no me da un descanso
Quiero volver a mi puta infancia
Mi supermercado es una puta farmacia
Ser Kinder Malo no tiene ni puta gracia
¡Ni-no!
No es la poli, es la ambulancia
Claro que os veo pero hay una distancia
Va de interesante pero sólo es una rancia
Guarda la distancia, ya te lo decía
Que tengo mas barras que 100 panaderías
Que si no fueses tan loca, puta, yo te querría
Que si no fueses tan puta loca
Un clavo saca otro clavo
Pero contigo necesito toda la ferretería
Tíos como yo no se ven tos' los días
Si quieres foto mía ve a la comisaría
Como no pueden pillarme, me pillan manía
La vendo en chivatitos, igual que María
Elige una mano, a ver que te toca
A mí se me mira pero no se me toca
Dicen puto Teo, coño, yo sé que choca
Que yo tengo perros y humanos de mascota
Que tengo los raperos bailándome jotas
Escribiendo con las letras que les doy en sopa
Ellos escribiendo y yo probándome ropa
Tengo 20 putas pa quedar el finde
Me hablan de amor pero no me preocupa
Por que sé perfectamente que esa mierda no existe
(translation)
I don't eat dog anymore bitch I'm vegan now
I will spare the life of the worm
Watching TV and smoking a cigar
I have more shots than 600 Afghans
When I sing, when I speak, I move my hands a lot
I'm not a rapper, bitch, I'm Neapolitan
I do not swear anything, I do not swear in vain
He says he loves me but I'm not his master
She says many things but everything is false
The fucking depression doesn't give me a break
I want to go back to my fucking childhood
My supermarket is a fucking pharmacy
Being Kinder Malo is not funny at all
Little boy!
It's not the police, it's the ambulance
Of course I see you but there is a distance
It's interesting but it's just a stale
Keep your distance, I already told you
That I have more bars than 100 bakeries
That if you weren't so crazy, whore, I would love you
What if you weren't such a crazy bitch
A nail drives out another nail
But with you I need all the hardware
Guys like me don't see each other every day
If you want a photo of me go to the police station
Since they can't catch me, they catch me mania
I sell it in little chivatitos, just like María
Choose a hand, let's see what you get
You look at me but you don't touch me
They say fucking Teo, damn it, I know it crashes
That I have pet dogs and humans
That I have the rappers dancing jotas for me
Writing with the letters that I give them in soup
They writing and me trying on clothes
I have 20 whores to stay the weekend
They talk to me about love but I don't care
Because I know perfectly well that shit doesn't exist
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Artist lyrics: Kinder Malo