A keresés eredménye

I don't know about folk (Chillán)

If I was born in Chillán
that's a Southern town
that burns me up in summer
I got the thirst of loving
all the humankind
as any human would do
 
I don't know about folk
I dance cueca and ranchera
My heart saves me
My grandmas take care of me
 
If you leave
Come back before it gets darker
Don't stay in the square
Since life passes and you stay
And you leave
You leave way south, north and I don't know
If here we are what we are
Let that acacia grow
For springtime
 
If I was born in Chillán
There's a possibility of suffering in winter
That's why when singing
I've turned myself tropical
Like in modern times
 
I never said no
To the ones who said it
When I wanted to be warmer
I danced with my grandpa
 
If you leave
Come back before it gets darker
Don't stay in the square
Since life passes and you stay
And you leave
You leave way south, north and I don't know
If here we are what we are
Let that acacia grow
For springtime
 
I don't know about folk
nor I come from anywhere else
I sing bachata and who
have ever imagined it?
 
If you leave
Come back before it gets darker
Don't stay in the square
Since life passes and you stay
And you leave
You leave way south, north and I don't know
If here we are what we are
Let that acacia grow
For springtime
For springtime
For springtime
For springtime
Springtime in Chillán
 

Nasty bitch

I could rap about the pain
Resist the hate
I'll never be the queen, bitch
I could beat millions of MC's, women would still be nothing but dishwashers, bitch
Difficult past, shut the fuck up if you don't come from the city, bitch
On the road, many critics, on my shoulders, hold your head high
 
Not waiting for your recognition
The hybrid hip-hop begins its rebirth
Constant omnipresence of misogyny
No limit on the media, it's exasperating
When you're aggressive, you're being manly
When you're not sexy, you're being manly
If you're making bank, you're a slut
Even with a sweater, you're a slut
The waves will be traumatizing
The time of combat is coming, ring the gong
Little girl is validated by all the uncles
I ain't here to be appreciated by assholes, yeah
You will witness the damage
You're not ready, Suther Kane's onto you
Eagles and pigeons don't mix
I have everything you don't, so
 
I'm that nasty bitch
The one who didn't ask for anything
The one who didn't beg
The one who will irritate you
The one who deranges you
 
I could rap about the pain
Resist the hate
I'll never be the queen, bitch
I could beat millions of MC's, women would still be nothing but dishwashers, bitch
Difficult past, shut the fuck up if you don't come from the city, bitch
On the road, many critics, on my shoulders, hold your head high
 
I'm the one who spreads disaster
The one who comes up in the middle of guys
You don't appreciate, call me ugly
Behind your screen, confused and alone
Yeah, I'm gonna fuck up all your taboos
As spicy as Andalusian sauce
Venus is back
We're enraged, I'm here, it's heavy
I'm the one who you weren't expecting
The one who doesn't inspire you
I'm the one you insult
Kisses, man
I won't educate a donkey through a freestyle
Yeah, even if I rap, danse, sing, spoke English, I'd still be nothing but a bitch to some
I'd have to stay home chained to home chores, bitch
 
I'm that nasty bitch
The one who didn't ask for anything
The one who didn't beg
The one who will irritate you
The one who deranges you
Nasty bitch, nasty bitch
Nasty bitch, ouh ouh ah
Nasty bitch
Nasty bitch, wouh wouh
 
I could rap about the pain
Resist the hate
I'll never be the queen, bitch
I could beat millions of MC's, women would still be nothing but dishwashers, bitch
Difficult past, shut the fuck up if you don't come from the city, bitch
On the road, many critics, on my shoulders, hold your head high