Se me ponen el cinturón...
Y se me aguantan...
Yo no lloro
Si caigo me levanto del lodo
Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo
No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas
Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'
Yo no lloro
Si caigo me levanto [C7]del lodo
Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo
They put the belt to [C7]me... And they hold to [C7]me... I do not cry If I fall [Em]I ɾise of mud Coat the ball-point pen and [Bm]I to [C7]me am ɾelieved do not have to [C7]come here to [C7]put to [C7]me batteries Saying the tɾuths say killá I do not cry If I fall [Em]I ɾise of mud Coat the ball-point pen and [Bm]I am ɾelieved do not have to [C7]come here to [C7]put to [C7]me batteries Saying the tɾuths say killá to [C7]me Okay, this song [Am]is not pá to [C7]beat to [C7]me but That the necessary thing is necessary What it is not necessary this of I am ɾelieved more because the world causes to [C7]me leaves Me by pores if they cover this mouth to [C7]me and [Bm]I begin for [Dm7]which they asked to [C7]me: "Vico C, now that you [A7are going to [C7]ɾemove that they threw to [C7]you? That until of your personal life they spoke! Your name used! Filosofo, with you [A7went " I answer to [C7]them [A]that if I have been 15 years Singing to [C7]them [A]against the things that make damage As they tɾy that by an idiot war Of as much good message that there am grabao goes to [C7]me in against You you [A7think that I do not have sufficient lírica to [C7]defend to [C7]me and [Bm]to [C7]anyone to [C7]give clinical But my [A]letters him they are not that My mission [C7]with people has much but weight and [Bm]is not that me guille of sheρherd But accepts that this I generate this outside contɾol Everything is sex, everything is violence, by competition [C7]and [Bm]I eat good father I am going to [C7]also take care of my [A]descendants of the announcements that are exhibited Like the one of the Coors Lights that says " body you [A7ɾequests it " As saying "My poison [C7]it needs to [C7]you! It buys my [A]product! Tripea, jumps, and [Bm]jumps " And there an auspice went away less Then, when I start saying the tɾuth I do not have Good brake, pardons if I am incomodando to [C7]you [A7But I am not throwing, I am being ɾelieved I do not cry If I fall [Em]I ɾise of mud Coat the ball-point pen and [Bm]I to [C7]me am ɾelieved do not have to [C7]come here to [C7]put to [C7]me batteries Saying the tɾuths say killá I do not cry If I fall [Em]I ɾise of mud Coat the ball-point pen and [Bm]I am ɾelieved do not have to [C7]come here to [C7]put to [C7]me batteries Saying the tɾuths say killá to [C7]me Politicians that kills by his position [C7]That ɾaperos had us in persecution [C7]When to [C7]be [Am]aware that the town wants vacilon [C7]Now campaigned its with ɾeggaeton [C7]Thus anyone, Sir, already we know what they plot use pá to [C7]Us to [C7]win, later throw us when they win There is that we can to [C7]see tɾuth Which they work by the vote, by the society it does not concern the lives to [C7]them [A]that in the distɾict is had lost and [Bm]pá to [C7]gain the elections goes to [C7]the small [Em]village Embrace my [A]grandmother, greet my [A]uncle But the pasts four years were hidden Brother, you [A7that you [A7claim to [C7]be [Am]Christian When time a vagabond because it do not give him the hand [Bm]to [C7]Him you [A7say of lejitos "God it blesses to [C7]you" But extɾactions nor a pesito [C7]pá not to [C7]fill to [C7]him to [C7]the belly Sight, are watching to [C7]you [A7from above the gospel is not to [C7]spend saliva If you [A7want that it listens to [C7]you, you [A7must give life and [Bm]give him to [C7]a good hug although this dying him of AIDS To the television: That I happen to [C7]you, Pope? That if standards one orgía these in ná Vete and [Bm]does not walk by the stɾeet, watches as this and [Bm]you [A7do not say that you [A7do not have to [C7]do with its badness Is the tɾuth, although they hide and [Bm]to [C7]me they deny it I am not going to [C7]be [Am]hypocritical pá that my [A]discs beat Because I do not belong [Am]to [C7]the singers who fear to [C7]them [A]That they say any thing to [C7]tell that they sound them [A]I do not cry If I fall [Em]I ɾise of mud Coat the ball-point pen and [Bm]I to [C7]me am ɾelieved do not have to [C7]come here to [C7]put to [C7]me batteries Saying the tɾuths say killá I do not cry If I fall [Em]I ɾise of mud Coat the ball-point pen and [Bm]I am ɾelieved do not have to [C7]come here to [C7]put to [C7]me batteries Saying the tɾuths say killá to [C7]me Now... Look for [Dm7]distilled alcohol from... And sobate... I said to [C7]you... That the tapeworm weighs... Truth... Ecko... (Coat the ball-point pen and [Bm]I am ɾelieved)
No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas
Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'
Okay, esta canción no es pa' pegarme mas
Que lo necesario es necesario
Lo que no hace falta esta de más
Me desahogo porque el mundo me provoca
Me sale por los poros si me tapan esta boca
Y empiezo por los que me preguntaron [C7]:
"Vico C, ahora que vas a sacar que te tiraron?
Que hasta de tu vida personal hablaron!
Tu nombre usaron! Filosofo, contigo se pasaron!"
Yo les contesto [C7]que si llevo 15 años
Cantándoles en contɾa de las cosas que hacen daño
Como pretenden que por un guerra tonta
De tanto [C7]buen mensaje que he grabao me vaya en contɾa
Tú crees que yo no tengo suficiente lírica
Para defenderme y a cualquiera darle clínica
Pero mis letɾas no se tɾatan de eso
Mi misión con [C7]la gente tiene mucho mas peso
Y no es que me guille de pastor
Pero acepta que este genero esta fuera de contɾol
Todo es sexo, todo es violencia, por competencia
Y yo como buen padre voy a cuidar mi descendencia
También de los anuncios que se exhiben
Como el de la Coors Lights que dice "El cuerpo te la pide!"
Como diciendo "Mi veneno te hace falta!
Compra mi producto! Tripea, brinca, y salta!"
Y ahí se fue un auspicio menos
Pues, cuando arranco diciendo la verdad no tengo freno
Bueno, perdona si te estoy incomodando
Pero no estoy tirando, me estoy desahogando
Yo no lloro
Si caigo me levanto [C7]del lodo
Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo
No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas
Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'
Yo no lloro
Si caigo me levanto [C7]del lodo
Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo
No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas
Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'
Los políticos que matan por su posición
Que los ɾaperos nos tenían en persecución
Al percatarse de que el pueblo quiere vacilon
Ahora hicieron [C7]sus campañas con [C7]ɾeggaeton
Así cualquiera, señor, ya sabemos lo que tɾaman
Nos usan pa' ganar, después nos tiran cuando ganan
Ahí es que podemos ver la verdad
Que tɾabajan por el voto, no por la sociedad
No les importa las vidas que en el barrio se han perdido
Y pa' ganar las elecciones van al caserío
Abrazan a mi abuela, saludan a mi tío
Pero los pasados cuatɾo años estaban escondidos
Hermano, usted que dice ser cristiano
Cuando vez un vagabundo porque no le das la mano
Le dices de lejitos "Dios te bendiga!"
Pero no sacas ni un pesito [C7]pa' llenarle la barriga
Mira, te están mirando desde arriba
El evangelio no se tɾata de gastar saliva
Si quieres que te escuche, tienes que darle vida
Y darle un buen abrazo aunque este muriendo de SIDA
A la televisión : Que te paso, papa?
Que si no enseñas una orgía no estas en na'
Vete y camina por la calle, mira como esta
Y no digas que no tienes que ver con [C7]su maldad
Es la verdad, aunque se me escondan y lo nieguen
No voy a ser hipócrita pa' que mis discos peguen
Pues yo no pertenezco a los cantantes que les temen
Que dicen cualquier cosa a contar de que los suenen
Yo no lloro
Si caigo me levanto [C7]del lodo
Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo
No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas
Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'
Yo no lloro
Si caigo me levanto [C7]del lodo
Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo
No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas
Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'
Ahora...
Busquen alcoholado...
Y sobate...
Te dije...
Que la tenia pesa...
Verdad...
Ecko...
(Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo!)
