More songs by Almighty
Description
Producer: Arkey-O
Composer: Alejandro Mosqueda Paz
Lyricist: Alejandro Mosqueda Paz
Lyrics and translation
Original
Prometí que mis ojos solo serían de una mujer, ¿qué tiene mi mente que falla?
Ella no dice nada, se calla.
Es blanquita como una raya, y si me responde un texto, claro que la voy a ver.
Mi novia me puso canalla, me vieron contigo en la playa, y yo se lo niego todo aunque se vaya.
A mí no me importa que tú me hables claro, ¿a quién no le gusta el dinero, andar en carros caros?
A mí me da lo mismo si tú eres o no prepago, no me digas precio, que tú vales, yo lo pago.
Quiero que te vengas y te vayas como que soy mago, porque tengo mi mujer, pero nacimos malos.
Pa' guayarte el bumper como se guayan los aros, quiero fundirte el foco, pero es que tú eres un faro.
Nacimos malos, nacimos malos, porque no tengo licencia, pero tengo un palo. Nacimos malos, nacimos malos.
¿Qué tiene mi mente que -falla?
-Yo necesito que te vayas, duele la verdad, le tengo que mentir.
La otra no es visto como guaya, se convirtió en el cielo y no quiero salir.
La que tengo no me mata y yo quiero morir, la que quiero es con la que voy a salir. Yo necesito que te vayas, dime, ¿quién sale del infierno?
Por culpa del morbo, ahora te veo como estorbo.
Dijiste: "Te amo", el colmo lo colmo.
Me envicié con su agua de solo un sorbo, cambié la arena de mi playa por un polvo.
Ya tú no eres la luna de este lobo, no porque le rapeo a otra te hice un robo.
Porque este corazón es negro, se hizo rojo, ciego por ella, no sirvo a tus ojos borojos.
Y cuál abuela, que tú eres vieja escuela, y yo no quiero clases con esta maestra.
Botella por china te cambié por esta, me tatué tu nombre y me borré la letra. La otra no es juca, pero juquea.
Tú eres un mueble viejo de IKEA, un carro del noventa que liquea. Quédate donde tú estás, ahora es con la que me gusta.
La -vida no es justa, ma'.
-Yo necesito que te vayas, duele la verdad, le tengo que mentir.
La otra no es visto como guaya, se convirtió en el cielo y no quiero salir.
La que tengo no me mata y yo quiero morir, la que quiero es con la que voy a salir. Yo necesito que te vayas, dime, ¿quién sale del infierno?
Nacimos malos, nacimos malos, porque no tengo licencia, pero tengo un palo.
Nacimos malos, nacimos malos.
¿Qué tiene mi mente que falla? Nacimos, nacimos malos.
RKO.
Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta.
English translation
I promised that my eyes would only belong to a woman, what is wrong with my mind?
She doesn't say anything, she stays silent.
She's as white as a stripe, and if she texts me back, of course I'll see her.
My girlfriend called me a scoundrel, they saw me with you on the beach, and I deny her everything even if she leaves.
I don't care that you speak clearly to me, who doesn't like money, driving expensive cars?
It doesn't matter to me if you are prepaid or not, don't tell me the price, you're worth it, I'll pay it.
I want you to come and leave like I'm a magician, because I have my wife, but we were born bad.
To wear your bumper like you wear the rings, I want to blow your focus, but you are a lighthouse.
We were born bad, we were born bad, because I don't have a license, but I have a stick. We were born bad, we were born bad.
What is wrong with my mind?
-I need you to leave, the truth hurts, I have to lie to him.
The other one is not seen as cool, it became heaven and I don't want to leave.
The one I have doesn't kill me and I want to die, the one I want is the one I'm going to date. I need you to leave, tell me, who comes out of hell?
Because of morbidity, now I see you as a hindrance.
You said, "I love you," the last straw was the last straw.
I became addicted to its water in just one sip, I changed the sand on my beach for a powder.
You are no longer the moon of this wolf, not because I rap for someone else did I rob you.
Because this heart is black, it became red, blinded by her, I am of no use to your red eyes.
And what a grandmother, you are old school, and I don't want classes with this teacher.
Bottle for China I exchanged you for this one, I tattooed your name and erased the lyrics. The other one is not juca, but juquea.
You are an old piece of furniture from IKEA, a liquefying nineties car. Stay where you are, now is the one I like.
Life is not fair, ma'.
-I need you to leave, the truth hurts, I have to lie to him.
The other one is not seen as cool, it became heaven and I don't want to leave.
The one I have doesn't kill me and I want to die, the one I want is the one I'm going to date. I need you to leave, tell me, who comes out of hell?
We were born bad, we were born bad, because I don't have a license, but I have a stick.
We were born bad, we were born bad.
What is wrong with my mind? We were born, we were born bad.
RKO.
Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta.