Mafia - Azrael

Es verde el color.

Todos sabemos bien;

Musica venden haciendo del arte su papel

Controlando las mentes, contando billetes

En el sillon de tu despacho estas muy bien

Alli te cogeria, rajaria tu cara

Te crees Dios, el Rey

Me la vas a comer cacho cabron

Mafia, eso sois, no callare

Mafia, ahora os vais a joder

Te voy a pisar

No me importa si me arruinas

No te importa…

No enganes mas.

La gente tiene que saber

Vuestro puto negocio va a relucir

Tan solo el fraude de un producto comercial

El arte despreciar, para aumentar

Y aumentar tu cuenta personal…

The color is green.

We all know well;

Music they sell making art their role

Controlling minds, counting bills

In the armchair of your office you are very well

There I would catch you, I would slash your face

You think you are God, the King

You're going to eat it, you bastard

Mafia, that's what you are, I won't shut up

Mafia, now you are going to fuck

I'm going to step on you

I don't care if you ruin me

Do not care…

Do not cheat anymore.

people have to know

Your fucking business is going to shine

Just the fraud of a commercial product

The art to despise, to increase

And increase your personal account…