Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Líbrame de las rejas , by - Magic MagnoRelease date: 09.02.2017
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Líbrame de las rejas , by - Magic MagnoLíbrame de las rejas(original) |
| Dime sitio y hora y vamos pa' allá |
| Pupilas dilatadas, cubata y cristal |
| Metido en asuntos que no voy a contar |
| Hablando de business con el del Kebab |
| Estoy vomitando chito (Cariño), amor a gritos |
| Peleas con antiguos amigos y malos hábitos |
| Estoy fuera de este circo |
| El fin no justifica a los medios a veinticinco (No, no) |
| Lo de estar con un loco no es tan divertido |
| La séptima vez que tienes que ir a sacarle de un lío |
| Pero es que todo me resulta aburrido |
| Si no son sus latidos sincroniza’os con lo mios (Agh) |
| Me rio por no llorar |
| A mí no me cuentes pelis que sé de qué va el percal |
| Chavales de barrio buscan salida en el rap |
| Y encontraron sexo fácil, problemas y poco más |
| Señor líbrame de las rejas y dame luz que quiero volar |
| Sólo nos buscamos la vida, tenemos ansias de libertad |
| Nos criamos entre malicia, entre injusticia y desigualdad |
| La inocencia ya la perdimos, preferimos robar a jugar |
| La inocencia ya la perdimos, preferimos robar a jugar |
| La pobreza fue nuestra amiga y no tener mucho fue algo normal |
| Mi vida es una peli, hemos salí'o del barrio |
| Cannabis, alcohol, mujeres, mil placeres a diario |
| No tengo dios ni jefe, vivo en mi propio horario |
| El boli es mi escopeta para apartar adversarios |
| Ve-ve-vengo desde abajo pero me suda la polla |
| La música es mi trabajo, sé que alcanzaré la gloria |
| No me importa el esfuerzo, mi público me apoya |
| Ya dormiré en la tumba en un ataúd con joyas |
| Estoy luchando por lo mío, su odio no me importa |
| Voy a comrarme un piso sólo pa' guardar las Jordan |
| Muchos me critican, me la ponen gorda |
| Su flow tiene barriga mientras que el mío está en forma |
| Estoy haciendo de mi hobby un curro para to’a la vida |
| ¿Quién me lo iba a decir a mí que fui un bala perdida? |
| Mil lágrimas, arrestos, la droga, to’a esa ruina |
| Pero el rap me salvó y gracias a Dios tiré pa’rriba |
| El barrio fue mi maestro, mi gente sabia y mi diario |
| Nunca puse pretextos, luché por salir del barro |
| Juré morir por esto aunque me explote el tarro |
| Sólo tengo una norma: en la cárcel o millonario |
| En la cárcel o millonario |
| En la cárcel o millonario |
| Son sueños de niños de barrio |
| De barrio |
| Señor líbrame de las rejas y dame luz que quiero volar |
| Sólo nos buscamos la vida, tenemos ansias de libertad |
| Nos criamos entre malicia, entre injusticia y desigualdad |
| La inocencia ya la perdimos, preferimos robar a jugar |
| La inocencia ya la perdimos, preferimos robar a jugar |
| La pobreza fue nuestra amiga y no tener mucho fue algo normal |
| Nunca digas «este cura no es mi padre» |
| Nunca digas «esta polla no me cabe» |
| Dime que he cambiado, que vuelva a lo de antes |
| Lo parto en reggaeton y me rio de esos rappers |
| Dicen «mira, el Natos está más flipa’o que el Kanye» |
| Nada que ver, loco, sólo que no quiero hablarte |
| Me siento un pirata con mi vaso de Almirante |
| Y mi cara en el cartel, most wanted (Most wanted) |
| Yo siempre gano como la banca |
| Gángster en números rojos, sin blanca |
| Cocino la pasta, lleno la panza |
| Ya ni la cuento, la peso en la balanza |
| ¿Qué sería de mí si no me hubiera metí'o tanta tralla? |
| ¿Qué sería de mí sin ella? |
| Fumo primera clase, Himalaya |
| Fumo, derramo un trago por cada botella |
| Y a la luz de la luna, cantos de sirena |
| Amenizan mis noches en vela (Fumo) |
| Primera clase, bon voyage |
| Hago lo mío, el resto me suda la polla |
| Señor líbrame de las rejas y dame luz que quiero volar |
| Sólo nos buscamos la vida, tenemos ansias de libertad |
| Nos criamos entre malicia, entre injusticia y desigualdad |
| La inocencia ya la perdimos, preferimos robar a jugar |
| La inocencia ya la perdimos, preferimos robar a jugar |
| La pobreza fue nuestra amiga y no tener mucho fue algo normal |
| Magic Magno (Nerso) |
| Natos y Waor |
| Del barrio para el barrio |
| Respétalo, primo |
| (translation) |
| Tell me place and time and let's go there |
| Dilated pupils, vat and glass |
| Involved in matters that I will not tell |
| Talking about business with the Kebab guy |
| I'm vomiting chito (Honey), love screaming |
| Fights with old friends and bad habits |
| I'm out of this circus |
| The end does not justify the means at twenty-five (No, no) |
| The thing about being with a crazy person is not so much fun |
| The seventh time you have to go and get him out of trouble |
| But it is that everything is boring to me |
| If their heartbeats are not synchronized with mine (Agh) |
| I laugh for not crying |
| Don't tell me movies I know what calico is about |
| Neighborhood kids look for a way out in rap |
| And they found easy sex, problems and little else |
| Lord, free me from the bars and give me light, I want to fly |
| We only seek life, we yearn for freedom |
| We grew up between malice, between injustice and inequality |
| We have already lost our innocence, we prefer to steal than play |
| We have already lost our innocence, we prefer to steal than play |
| Poverty was our friend and not having much was normal |
| My life is a movie, we have left the neighborhood |
| Cannabis, alcohol, women, a thousand pleasures every day |
| I have no god and no boss, I live on my own schedule |
| The pen is my shotgun to separate opponents |
| Go-go-I come from below but my dick sweats |
| Music is my job, I know I will achieve glory |
| I don't mind the effort, my audience supports me |
| I'll sleep in the grave in a jeweled coffin |
| I'm fighting for what's mine, their hate doesn't matter to me |
| I'm going to buy a flat just to keep the Jordan |
| Many criticize me, they make me fat |
| His flow has a belly while mine is fit |
| I am making my hobby a job for life |
| Who was going to tell me that I was a stray bullet? |
| A thousand tears, arrests, drugs, all that ruin |
| But rap saved me and thank God I jumped up |
| The neighborhood was my teacher, my wise people and my journal |
| I never made excuses, I fought to get out of the mud |
| I swore to die for this even if the jar exploded |
| I only have one rule: in jail or millionaire |
| In jail or millionaire |
| In jail or millionaire |
| They are dreams of neighborhood children |
| neighborhood |
| Lord, free me from the bars and give me light, I want to fly |
| We only seek life, we yearn for freedom |
| We grew up between malice, between injustice and inequality |
| We have already lost our innocence, we prefer to steal than play |
| We have already lost our innocence, we prefer to steal than play |
| Poverty was our friend and not having much was normal |
| Never say "this priest is not my father" |
| Never say "this dick doesn't fit me" |
| Tell me that I have changed, to go back to before |
| I break it in reggaeton and I laugh at those rappers |
| They say "look, Natos is more freaked out than Kanye" |
| Nothing to do, crazy, I just don't want to talk to you |
| I feel like a pirate with my glass of Admiral |
| And my face on the poster, most wanted (Most wanted) |
| I always win like the bank |
| Gangster in the red, broke |
| I cook the pasta, I fill the belly |
| I don't even count it anymore, I weigh it on the scale |
| What would become of me if I hadn't gotten so much whiplash? |
| What would I be without her? |
| I smoke first class, Himalayas |
| I smoke, I spill a shot for every bottle |
| And in the moonlight, siren songs |
| They liven up my sleepless nights (I smoke) |
| First class, bon voyage |
| I do my thing, the rest makes my dick sweat |
| Lord, free me from the bars and give me light, I want to fly |
| We only seek life, we yearn for freedom |
| We grew up between malice, between injustice and inequality |
| We have already lost our innocence, we prefer to steal than play |
| We have already lost our innocence, we prefer to steal than play |
| Poverty was our friend and not having much was normal |
| Magic Magno (Nerso) |
| Natos and Waor |
| From the neighborhood to the neighborhood |
| respect it, cousin |