More songs by Omar Camacho
More songs by Angel Almaguer
Description
Somewhere between clouds of smoke and bills that grow faster than you can blink, an atmosphere of translucent madness is born. Everything here is deliberately excessive: heavy cars, loud tracks, direct desires, and reality seems to blur slightly from overload.
This is the soundtrack to a life where fatigue is cured not by rest, but by another sip of risk. Where the streets become a catwalk for showing off, and Instagram is an arena for parading trophies. But through the glitz and audacity, a slight chuckle can be heard: yes, the world is absurd, but dancing to it is loud and fiery.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Paseando en la Mercedes me prendí un gallo, dejando el humo en el viento desde hace rato.
No me digan nada que ando paleteado, pues me chingué un hongo y ando bien viajado. Ando bien viajado y no puedo bajar.
También me chingué una plantita medicinal.
Según me dijeron que me va a curar, pero no les creo, me puse a volar. Me siento un poco raro, la neta ando anestesiado.
No sé ni dónde ando, hasta se me olvidó el mercado. Qué sarra, nadie me ha llamado.
Me mandan al buzón, dice que número ocupado. Y no es la única que me ha pasado.
Ya llevo varias que me he tronado. Pa'l otro lado mando los kilos, bien controlado, todo tranquilo.
Me subieron los ceros en la cuenta. Pura merca de la buena aquí a la venta. Tú sin
Eli pa' la beli, niña, pónteme bien deli que te quiero en mi cama bien violenta.
Me subieron los ceros en la cuenta. Pura merca de la buena aquí a la venta. Tú sin
Eli pa' la beli, niña, pónteme bien deli que te quiero en mi cama bien violenta.
Y lo hacemos así, hoy yo no quiero dormir.
Con las pilas bien puestas para complacerte a ti. Te hago lo que te gusta, mami, te hago venir.
Me pongo bien maníaco si estás arriba de mí.
Y en un humaderón me doy un encerrón con las morritas top del Instagram.
Dejo un polvaderón con el camionetón, supercargada la fucking Trackhawk.
Las bolsas y las carteras Benetta. Muñequitas de la mafia y P90.
El glosecito de Fenty, una story se va trending con su mano cuidándome la beretta.
Nos subieron los ceros en la cuenta. Pura merca de la buena aquí a la venta.
Tú sin Eli pa' la beli, niña, pónteme bien deli que te quiero en mi cama bien violenta.
Y dale así, mami, muévete machín. Si quieres te compro todo el catálogo de Van Cleef.
Si te me pones de modo, la Bulgari Serpenti y el tarot me está indicando que tú estás puesta pa' mí. Pa' andar como Bonnie and Clyde, nomás clavando efectivo.
De pesos cambio a dírham en los Árabes Unidos.
Abu Dabi en los Can-Ams con la Kandura vestido y un hookazo con la morrita que traigo conmigo.
Paseando en la Mercedes me prendí un gallo, dejando el humo en el viento desde hace rato.
Desde que ando acá me cambiaron el trato. Ya no es comercial, ahora el vuelo es privado.
Nos subieron los ceros en la cuenta. Pura merca de la buena aquí a la venta. Tú sin
Eli pa' la beli, niña, pónteme bien deli que te quiero en mi cama bien violenta.
Y puro rico muerto.
Compita Omar,
Ángel Almaguer, La Mente Brilla.
Puros corridos tumbados.
English translation
Driving in the Mercedes I caught a fire, leaving the smoke in the wind for a while.
Don't tell me anything, I'm in trouble, because I've screwed up a fungus and I'm well traveled. I'm well traveled and I can't get off.
I also fucked a medicinal plant.
They told me it was going to cure me, but I didn't believe them, I started to fly. I feel a little strange, I'm clearly anesthetized.
I don't even know where I am, I even forgot the market. What a shame, no one has called me.
They send me to the mailbox, it says the number is busy. And it's not the only one that has happened to me.
I have already had several that I have thundered. On the other side I send the kilos, well controlled, everything calm.
The zeros went up in my account. Pure good merchandise here for sale. you without
Eli pa' la beli, girl, make me feel good, I want you in my very violent bed.
The zeros went up in my account. Pure good merchandise here for sale. you without
Eli pa' la beli, girl, make me feel good, I want you in my very violent bed.
And we do it like this, today I don't want to sleep.
With the batteries well placed to please you. I do what you like, mommy, I make you come.
I get really manic if you're on top of me.
And in a humidor I hang out with the top girls on Instagram.
I leave a mess with the truck, supercharged the fucking Trackhawk.
Benetta bags and wallets. Mafia dolls and P90.
Fenty's little gloss, a story is trending with his hand taking care of my beretta.
They raised the zeros on our account. Pure good merchandise here for sale.
You without Eli pa' la beli, girl, make me feel good because I want you in my very violent bed.
And go like this, mommy, move fast. If you want, I'll buy you the entire Van Cleef catalog.
If you're in my mood, the Bulgari Serpenti and the tarot are telling me that you're in it for me. To walk like Bonnie and Clyde, just throwing in cash.
From pesos to dirham in the United Arabs.
Abu Dhabi in the Can-Ams with the Kandura dress and a hit with the little girl that I bring with me.
Driving in the Mercedes I caught a fire, leaving the smoke in the wind for a while.
Since I've been here they changed my deal. It is no longer commercial, now the flight is private.
They raised the zeros on our account. Pure good merchandise here for sale. you without
Eli pa' la beli, girl, make me feel good, I want you in my very violent bed.
And pure rich dead.
Omar competes,
Ángel Almaguer, The Mind Shines.
Pure corridos lying down.