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I want to tell you something
but I don't know what
I'm feeling happy but
I don't know why

Please Oh talk to me
Babe talk to me
I want to tell you
maybe tomorrow

I got something
I want to tell you
I won't wait 'til
it's too late

Please Oh talk to me
Babe talk to me
I want to tell
maybe tomorrow

I wanna tell you something
give you something
Show you in so many ways
But I can't wait

Please Oh talk to me
Babe talk to me
I want to tell
maybe tomorrow

I want to tell you
I want to tell you something

maybe tomorrow
maybe tomorrow..

ES:

Wake up
Me despierto tempra
Seguimos subiendo,
A base de mis letras

Winpot
Tenemos el premio,
Vamos generando
La llave maestra

Hoy en día que yo vivo de mi voz
Armando el castillo, y escalando siempre voy
Varios que pensaron que jamás yo llegaría
Pero ahora en el trono y en la noche a la cabina

Mami tranqui
Llévalo con calma
Yo tengo la clave
Yo tengo las armas

A 200 me vieron corriendo por el boulevard
Todos ellos preguntaron, ¿oye a donde vas?
Pero es que nunca freno
No desacelero
Por más que disparen
No me tiran, soy de acero
Venimos de cero
El frío como nero
Llevo años en esto
Y como siempre desde enero

Wow ma,
Tenemos el fuego
Somos los titulares,
Los que resuelven el juego
No existen sustituto
Como CR7 y Leo
Tú tírame tu hate
Al final yo ni los leo

Tengo tanto hielo
Hielo en el cuello
Que parezco un esquimal
Por poquito y me congelo
Así suena mi ritmo
No hay comparación
Por más que pagas promo
No pegará tu canción

Rapstar trapstar
Una vida de artista
Feeling like a rockstar
Rapstar trapstar
Una vida de artista
Feeling like a rockstar

3 am, Gucci, Philipp, Plein
Voy viviendo mi vida
Living my way
Elijo cada día, elijo mi profesión
Eligiendo otro viaje
Produciendo otra canción

Wake up
Me despierto tempra
Seguimos subiendo,
A base de mis letras

Winpot
Tenemos el premio,
Vamos generando
La llave maestra

Hoy en día que yo vivo de mi voz
Armando el castillo, y escalando siempre voy
Varios que pensaron que jamás yo llegaría
Pero ahora en el trono y en la noche a la tarima

Mami tranqui
Llévalo con calma
Yo tengo la clave
Yo tengo las armas

A 200 me vieron corriendo por el boulevard
Todos ellos preguntaron, ¿oye a donde vas?
Pero es que nunca freno
No desacelero
Por más que disparen
No me tiran, soy de acero
Venimos de cero
El frío como nero
Llevo años en esto
Y como siempre desde enero


EN:

Wake up
I wake up early
We keep on climbing,
Powered by my lyrics

Winpot
We have the prize,
We're generating
The master key

Today I live from my voice
Building the castle, and climbing I always go
Several thought I'd never get there
But now I' m on the throne and at night in the booth

Mami relax
Take it easy
I've got the key
I've got the guns

At 200 they saw me running down the boulevard
They all asked, hey where are you going?
But I never stop
I don't slow down
No matter how much they shoot
They don't hit me, I'm made of steel
We come from zero
Cold as nero
I've been doing this for years
And as always since January

Wow ma,
We've got the fire
We're the headliners,
We're the game solvers
There are no substitutes
Like CR7 and Leo
You throw me your hate
In the end I don't even read it

I have so much ice
Ice on my neck
That I look like an Eskimo
I'm so close to freezing
That's what my rhythm sounds like
There's no comparison
No matter how much you pay for a promo
Your song won't stick

Rapstar trapstar
A life of an artist
Feeling like a rockstar
Rapstar trapstar
A life of an artist
Feeling like a rockstar

3 am, Gucci, Philipp, Plein
I'm living my life
Living my way
I choose every day, I choose my profession
Choosing another journey
Producing another song

Wake up
I wake up early
We keep on climbing,
Powered by my lyrics

Winpot
We have the prize,
We're generating
The master key

Today I live from my voice
Building the castle, and climbing I always go
Several thought I'd never get there
But now I' m on the throne and at night on the stage

Mami relax
Take it easy
I've got the key
I've got the guns

At 200 they saw me running down the boulevard
They all asked, hey where are you going?
But I never stop
I don't slow down
No matter how much they shoot
They don't hit me, I'm made of steel
We come from zero
Cold as nero
I've been doing this for years
And as always since January

ES:

no me busques más que estoy cansa'
ya no tengo tiempo pa' tus dramas de sofa
ya no tengo voz para dejarte algún mensaje
ya no tengo riego solo siento un desencaje

estoy desencaja'
no quiero morirme pero si ver el nirvana
soy la Tego Calderon de esta triste balada
el García Lorca y el Calderon de la barca

solo hace teatro
esto es un teatro
ya no siento na'
la catarsis se evapora en cuanto tu te vas
las horas se vuelven flojas metete cristal
por si se te pasa
sad girl aficiona'
por si se te pasa
mis conspiraciones son teorías a estudiar
ni si quiera estoy segura de si me vas a llamar
búscame a las doce en el parque de prosperidad
no se si son mis demonios o eres tu
o es lo mismo, que mas da
que mas da

tengo los bolsillos desgastaos
de tanto meter mano y no sacar taja', no sacar taja'
solo trozos de astillas que me hacen sangrar

siete notas siete colores
siete días fumando polen
siete aros que me he comprao'
siete vírgenes he rezao'

siete notas siete colores
siete días fumando polen
siete años de mala suerte
mi materialismo es mi muerte



EN:

don't look for me any more, I'm tired
I don't have time for your sofa dramas any more
I don't have a voice to leave you a message
I don't have irrigation anymore I just feel a disjoint

I'm disjointed
I don't want to die but I want to see the nirvana
I'm the Tego Calderon of this sad ballad
the Garcia Lorca and the Calderon de la barca

it' s just theater
this is a theater
I don't feel anything anymore
the catharsis evaporates as soon as you're gone
the hours become sluggish get in crystal
in case you get over it
sad girl amateur
just in case you get over it
my conspiracies are theories to be studied
I'm not even sure if you're gonna call me back
look for me at twelve o'clock in prosperity park
I don't know if it's my demons or you
or it's all the same, what difference does it make
what difference does it make

I've got my pockets worn out
from so much reaching in and not getting any slice out, not getting any slice out
just pieces of splinters that make me bleed

seven notes seven colors
seven days smoking pollen
seven hoops that I've bought
seven virgins I have prayed

seven notes seven colors
seven days smoking pollen
seven years of bad luck
my materialism is my death

Respect in a maximum corda people,
drop everything you doing
And join us to party with the fusion
Boogaloo Salsa