Wifi - Arce

Sin saber cambiarme de rol

Fuimos de mal en peor

De repetir el error

Llevo diez años de noches en vela

No tengo ni hambre doctor

Los dias con el tenedor

Desayune mi licor

Se fue el sol y vino la luna llena

Expandimos la fe como el ébola

Crecimos con aun todo por ganar

Sin cheles ni horas de trabajar

Escondido en un parque fumando mas

No fuimos de ruina, ni de robar

De galicia, acostumbrado a traficar

Oye primico córtate ya

Que estoy escuchando eco en el celular

BRO TU MILLON TE LO DIJE

APRENDI CON MIL CICATRICES

YA NADIE ME DICE: ¿QUÉ DICES?

TODOS CHUPAN DE MI WIFI

DE NOCHE BUSCANDO LA REINA

LOS YONKIS GRITANDOME WAKE UP

DE CALLE, VENDIENDO LA CHEIRA

CON CATORCE AÑOS EN ORTIGUEIRA

MAS DE MIL ME MORI COMO KENNY

POR VIVIR A LO ROCCO SIFFREDI

CAMBIANDO LOS GRAMOS POR TENIS

PABLO MURIO, TU MUCHA PELI

BRO TU MILLON TE LO DIJE

APRENDI CON MIL CICATRICES

YA NADIE ME DICE QUE DICES

TODOS CHUPAN DE MI WIFI

Sin esperar ni una flor

Con el alcohol de motor

Y ni dios alrededor

Quiero subir y empujar la escalera

Ya me quede sin amor

Ahora me siento mejor

Soy yo el que guia al reloj

Me quede solo fumando la hueva

Tengo mas guerra aqui yo

Que dentro del televisor

Sin ser el hijito de Dios

Sigo en la jungla rezando a la abuela

Gane de invertir mi sudor

Mi ex aun llamándome amor

Ya conoci mi valor

Y no lo paga ninguna moneda

Espere de mi, nunca de los demás

Mas de currarlo que de rezar

Espero mis cenizas en el mar

Con mi islita y mi culo de Genova

Despierto, durmiendo mi paladar

El tiempo me agarro la yugular

El rey de la calle sin querer ma

Que ahi fuera todos quieren coronar

BRO TU MILLON TE LO DIJE

APRENDI CON MIL CICATRICES

YA NADIE ME DICE QUE DICES?

TODOS CHUPAN DE MI WIFI

DE NOCHE BUSCANDO LA REINA

LOS YONKIS GRITANDOME WAKE UP

DE CALLE, VENDIENDO LA CHEIRA

CON CATORCE AÑOS EN ORTIGUEIRA

MAS DE MIL ME MORI COMO KENNY

POR VIVIR A LO ROCCO SIFFREDI

CAMBIANDO LOS GRAMOS POR TENIS

PABLO MURIO, TU MUCHA PELI

BRO TU MILLON TE LO DIJE

APRENDI CON MIL CICATRICES

YA NADIE ME DICE: ¿QUÉ DICES?

TODOS CHUPAN DE MI WIFI

Without knowing how to change my role

We went from bad to worse

To repeat the mistake

I've been sleepless nights for ten years

I'm not even hungry doctor

The days with the fork

breakfast my liquor

The sun went away and the full moon came

We spread faith like ebola

We grew up with everything still to gain

Without cheles or hours of work

Hiding in a park smoking more

We were not of ruin, nor of stealing

From Galicia, used to trafficking

Hey cousin, cut yourself now

That I am listening to echo in the cell phone

BRO YOUR MILLION I TOLD YOU SO

I LEARNED WITH A THOUSAND SCARS

NOBODY SAYS TO ME ANYMORE: WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

EVERYONE SUCKS ON MY WIFI

LOOKING FOR THE QUEEN AT NIGHT

THE YONKIES YELLING AT ME WAKE UP

ON THE STREET, SELLING THE CHEIRA

WITH FOURTEEN YEARS IN ORTIGUEIRA

MORE THAN A THOUSAND I DIED LIKE KENNY

FOR LIVING LIKE ROCCO SIFFREDI

CHANGING THE GRAMS FOR TENNIS

PABLO DIED, YOU HAVE A LOT OF FILMS

BRO YOUR MILLION I TOLD YOU SO

I LEARNED WITH A THOUSAND SCARS

NOBODY TELLS ME WHAT YOU SAY ANYMORE

EVERYONE SUCKS ON MY WIFI

Without waiting for a flower

With motor alcohol

and no god around

I want to go up and push the ladder

I already ran out of love

now i feel better

I am the one who guides the clock

I was left alone smoking the roe

I have more war here

what inside the tv

Without being the son of God

I'm still in the jungle praying to grandma

Earn from investing my sweat

My ex still calling me love

I already knew my value

And no coin pays for it

Expect from me, never from others

More to work than to pray

I wait for my ashes in the sea

With my little island and my ass from Genoa

Awake, sleeping my palate

Time grabbed my jugular

The king of the street without wanting to ma

That out there everyone wants to crown

BRO YOUR MILLION I TOLD YOU SO

I LEARNED WITH A THOUSAND SCARS

NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT YOU SAY ANYMORE?

EVERYONE SUCKS ON MY WIFI

LOOKING FOR THE QUEEN AT NIGHT

THE YONKIES YELLING AT ME WAKE UP

ON THE STREET, SELLING THE CHEIRA

WITH FOURTEEN YEARS IN ORTIGUEIRA

MORE THAN A THOUSAND I DIED LIKE KENNY

FOR LIVING LIKE ROCCO SIFFREDI

CHANGING THE GRAMS FOR TENNIS

PABLO DIED, YOU HAVE A LOT OF FILMS

BRO YOUR MILLION I TOLD YOU SO

I LEARNED WITH A THOUSAND SCARS

NOBODY SAYS TO ME ANYMORE: WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

EVERYONE SUCKS ON MY WIFI