Lyrics of Gente Que No - Klub, La Pegatina, Los Auténticos Decadentes

Gente Que No (original)

Hay gente mentirosa
Hay gente policía
Hay gente de mierda
Y hay gente que no
Gente que no
Gente que no
Hay gente que dice que tenés que trabajar
Hay gente que te dice que tenés que estudiar
Hay gente que te dice que tenés un problema existencial
Y hay gente que no
Gente que no
Gente que no
Tus viejos se molestan, te quieren ver triunfar
Te quieren bien arriba en la escala social
Te llenan bien las bolas, te quieren mandar
Vos solo querés mandarlos a cagar
Porque hay gente que te banca, hay gente que no
Gente que te escucha, hay gente que no
Hay gente que te invita a su casa a dormir
Hay gente que te deja en la calle morir
¿Y vos quién sos?
No mires de costado, no te hagas el pescado
No te creas que le hablo al de al lado
Porque te hablo a vos
¿Quién sos?
¿Qué carajo estás haciendo de tu vida?
¿Qué carajo vas a hacer de vos?
Querés ser policía, querés ser ladrón
Querés ser un concheto, querés ser stone
Querés ser un careta, querés ser drogón, y yo no
Gente que no
Gente que no
Gente que no
Raggamuffin es el estilo de la calle
Así que no vengas y me digas que me calle
Si vengo con este estilo, es para que no te desmayes
Y cuando vayas por la calle lo bailes
This a raggamuffin with style and passion
This a raggamuffin with the style
This a raggamuffin with style and passion
This a raggamuffin with the style
No quiero ser un yupi con plata
No quiero ser un hippie, ni un punk
No quiero que me llenen la cabeza con mierda
No quiero que me digan lo que debo pensar
Pensar, no quiero pensar
Gente que no
Gente que no
Gente que no
Gente que no
Gente que no

(translation)

There are lying people
there are police people
There are shitty people
And there are people who don't
people who don't
people who don't
There are people who say that you have to work
There are people who tell you that you have to study
There are people who tell you that you have an existential problem
And there are people who don't
people who don't
people who don't
Your old people get upset, they want to see you succeed
They want you high up on the social ladder
They fill your balls well, they want to send you
You just want to send them to shit
Because there are people who bank you, there are people who don't
People who listen to you, there are people who don't
There are people who invite you to their house to sleep
There are people who leave you on the street to die
And who are you?
Don't look sideways, don't play the fish
Don't think I'm talking to the person next door
Because I speak to you
Who are you?
What the hell are you doing with your life?
What the hell are you going to do with yourself?
You want to be a policeman, you want to be a thief
You want to be a concheto, you want to be stone
You want to be a mask, you want to be a drug addict, and I don't
people who don't
people who don't
people who don't
Raggamuffin is street style
So don't come and tell me to shut up
If I come with this style, it's so you don't faint
And when you go down the street you dance it
This a raggamuffin with style and passion
This a raggamuffin with the style
This a raggamuffin with style and passion
This a raggamuffin with the style
I don't want to be a yuppie with money
I don't want to be a hippie or a punk
I don't want my head filled with shit
I don't want to be told what to think
Think, I don't want to think
people who don't
people who don't
people who don't
people who don't
people who don't