Intro with fade in. Powerful, energetic, tense & exhilarating. ...Intro with fade in. Powerful, energetic, tense & exhilarating. Batucada remixed in a clubbing style with drum machine, synth bass, synths, saxophone, fx & sampled vocals. Suggested for Brazilian clubbing.
Parole ... Vigorous, relentless & imposing reggaeton-trailer Sung in Spanish. No ...Vigorous, relentless & imposing reggaeton-trailer Sung in Spanish. No time to rest, no room for failure; when it comes to competition, I have no limits. Male rapper, male backing vocal, male adlibs, synth, riser FX, Latin & electronic percussion.
ES:
No dejen que le' engañe la apariencia
Siento como notan mi presencia
Vengo duro, a lo strong
Vengo a meterles presión
Si siempre gano no me guarden rencor
Aunque me cueste mucho sudor
Voy a llegar hasta donde quiero
Voy a entrenar duro para ser el campeón
Como Messi, Rafa Nadal o McGregor
Es la dopamina que mi cuerpo genera
Es una explosión que despliega
Y se siente pla pla pla
Y yo vine aquí a competir
No tengo mucho que decir
Me voy a preparar pa' llegar arriba
Pa' llegar arriba
Pa' llegar arriba
Pa' llegar arriba
Duro duro le voy a meter
No existe el descanso, no existe el fracaso, no
Ninguno tumba mi resistencia
No tengo limites dice mi demencia
Duro duro le voy a meter
No existe el descanso, no existe el fracaso, no
Ninguno tumba mi resistencia
No tengo limites dice mi demencia
3,2,1 YA!
Vamos a comenzar a sudar
Hay que estar arriba pa' cuando llegue el momento
Todas las bocas callar
Que nadie nunca diga nada malo
Quiero saber hasta donde puedo llegar
Quiero exigirme mas
Saber si estoy hecho de algún material
Porque esta fuerza que yo tengo no es normal
Esto es duro, pero es un soporte
Si tu te pierdes encuentras el norte
Ya estoy listo para la acción
Ahora solo quiero deporte
Duro duro le voy a meter
No existe el descanso, no existe el fracaso, no
Ninguno tumba mi resistencia
No tengo limites dice mi demencia
Duro duro le voy a meter
No existe el descanso, no existe el fracaso, no
Ninguno tumba mi resistencia
No tengo limites dice mi demencia
10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1...
Let's go!
Sport!
EN:
Don't let appearances deceive you
I feel how they notice my presence
I come hard, like a strong force
I come to put pressure on them
If I always win, don't hold a grudge against me
Even if it costs me a lot of sweat
I'm going to reach where I want to
I'm going to train hard to be the champion
Like Messi, Rafa Nadal, or McGregor
It's the dopamine that my body generates
It's an explosion that unfolds
And it feels like pla pla pla
And I came here to compete
I don't have much to say
I'm going to prepare myself to reach the top
To reach the top
To reach the top
To reach the top
Hard, hard, I'm going to push
There's no rest, there's no failure, no
None can break my resistance
I have no limits, says my insanity
Hard, hard, I'm going to push
There's no rest, there's no failure, no
None can break my resistance
I have no limits, says my insanity
3,2,1 GO!
Let's start sweating
We have to be ready for when the moment comes
It silences all mouths
So that no one ever says anything bad
I want to know how far I can go
I want to demand more from myself
To know if I'm made of some kind of material
Because this strength I have is not normal
This is tough, but it's a support
If you get lost, you find the north
I'm ready for action now
Now I just want the sport
Hard, hard, I'm going to push
There's no rest, there's no failure, no
None can break my resistance
I have no limits, says my insanity
Hard, hard, I'm going to push
There's no rest, there's no failure, no
None can break my resistance
I have no limits, says my insanity
Parole ... Lively, persistent & energetic reggaeton-trailer Sung in Spanish. ...Lively, persistent & energetic reggaeton-trailer Sung in Spanish. We're not going to fall, we're not going to lose. Male rapper, male backing vocal, male adlibs, sampled brass section, synth, riser FX, Latin & electronic percussion.
ES:
Énfasis del millonario Todos los días buscándome a diario Todos los días del calendario Joseamos joseamos, aquí no le paramos
Estamos ready para todo lo que viene Capsuleando mírame yo soy el nene Trabajamos para estar contando los de cienes Y si no crees ven a ver los niveles
A la victoria le vamo' a llegar Tenemo' el ki siempre para ganar Voy positivo, nunca para atrás Y esta misión no nos va a fallar
Siempre ganamos y la vuelta coronamos Dándole caña, en breve despegamos La mente puesta pa' romper los escenarios En breve llegamos millonarios
Mírame Ganando otra vez Yo ya sé que no vamo' a perder No me voy a dejar caer Llegando a la meta detrás de los cien Mírame Ganando otra vez Yo ya sé que no vamo' a perder No me voy a dejar caer Llegando a la meta detrás de los cien
Detrás de los cienes pa' estar tutto bene Ready para todo lo que se viene El momento llega pero no detiene Llegamo' a la veta (ore) y compramos Mercedes Panorámico mira yo estoy ganando Como brilla el cordón, como brilla mi reloj Aquí andamos a lo matón, nos metimos a terror Dándole kolin ando de menor Techo panorámico, mira yo estoy ganando Como brilla el cordón, como brilla mi reloj Aquí andamos a lo matón, nos metimos a terror Dándole kolin ando de menor
Mírame Ganando otra vez Yo ya sé que no vamo' a perder No me voy a dejar caer Llegando a la meta detrás de los cien Mírame Ganando otra vez Yo ya sé que no vamo' a perder No me voy a dejar caer Llegando a la meta detrás de los cien
Mírame
EN:
Millionaire mindset Every day seeking myself daily Every day of the calendar We hustle, we hustle, we never stop
We're ready for whatever comes Look at me grinding, I'm the kid We work to count in hundreds And if you don't believe, come see the levels
We'll reach victory We always have the key to win I stay positive, never looking back And this mission won't fail us
We always win and come back victorious Giving it all, soon we'll take off Mindset to break the stages Soon we'll be millionaires
Look at me Winning again I know we won't lose I won't let myself fall Reaching the goal behind the hundreds Look at me Winning again I know we won't lose I won't let myself fall Reaching the goal behind the hundreds
Behind the hundreds to be all good Ready for whatever comes The moment arrives but doesn't stop We reached the top and bought a Mercedes Panoramic view, see, I'm winning How the chain shines, how my watch shines Here we are, tough guys, we got into trouble Grinding hard, I'm a winner
Look at me Winning again I know we won't lose I won't let myself fall Reaching the goal behind the hundreds Look at me Winning again I know we won't lose I won't let myself fall Reaching the goal behind the hundreds
Ambiguous. Confident, tense & disturbing at the same time. Low synth ...Ambiguous. Confident, tense & disturbing at the same time. Low synth pulse, synth with filter fx, airy & serene strings. Evoking the dangers and benefits of science.
USA. Country-rock ballad on a medium tempo. Determined, insistant & ...USA. Country-rock ballad on a medium tempo. Determined, insistant & punctuated. Fuzz pedal steel guitar, banjo, mandolin & rhythm. Suggested for road trip & travelling.
Vivid & driving. Arrangement for 2 violins & basso continuo. Small ...Vivid & driving. Arrangement for 2 violins & basso continuo. Small baroque music ensemble.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. 20's & 30's. Java French ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. 20's & 30's. Java French dance. Funny & heavy. Clarinet, accordion & piano.
Parole ... Song sung in French. 20's & 30's. Java. French dance. Funny & heavy. ...Song sung in French. 20's & 30's. Java. French dance. Funny & heavy. Female singer, accordion & small ensemble.
J'pensais qu'tu seraisMa tout' p'tit femmeMa tout'p'tite cailleMais patatra!V'là qu'un p'tit garsUn dur à brasDans ton jardin A déboulé C'est pas mon fort Les matadorsLes gros fortichesLes gros costauds J'croyais qu'tu s'raisMa fleur du soirPour moi, peinardBonjour, bonsoirMais v'la t'y pasQu'un grand gaillardA mis son r'gardDans tes yeux noirs
Ce qui me resteMa gigoletteMa p'tite pouletteC'est ma chopineC’est mon litronEt puis mon schlassEt puis ma poissePour pas un rond
English translation : It’s not my cup of tea I thought you would be my little ladymy little sparrowbut waddya knowHere’s a little guyA tough nutIn your gardenTurns up It’s not my cup of teaMatadorsTough guys I thought you would beMy evening flowerFor me alone, no worriesHello helloWaddya knowA great hunkIs staring intoYour black eyes What’s left my little teaseMy little chickadeeIs my bottle,My shot of hoochMy bladeAnd my bad luckAll that for zilch
