Yo He Nacío - Dellafuente

Que se dejen de pegote ya

Y de tanta fama y de tal

Porque es pa' na'

Porque nos vamos a morir to’s

Pero muérete con esa alegría

Porque, es lo que digo yo

Me voy a morir pero

A ver quien me va a decir a mi

A mi, que me han presta’o na'

Tú lo que me has presta’o te lo he paga’o, hombre, no veas tú, menuda tontería

Yo me busco la vida solo

No necesito a nadie

'Tamos comiendo en la mesa

Y salen temas hablando de tumores

Si ha baja’o la delincuencia

Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores

Nunca digo na'

Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores

Lo malo de la vida

Es que no viene con las instrucciones

Yo he nací'o rodea’o de gente guerrera

Que saben buscarse la vida

Y saben limpiar escaleras

Nunca he sí'o lo que no merece la pena

A mí no me gusta la droga

Prefiero llenar la nevera

Fregando los platos pensando (Oh)

Camino al millón progresando

Yo no creo en dios (No)

No pienso que nadie me esté allí esperando

Aquí somos iguales (Iguales)

Dejad los espejos, mirad los cristales

Hablo de corazón (Corazón), transparente

Sin efectos especiales

Si yo muero mañana

Quiero que sepan que:

No me gusta la fama, tampoco la busqué

Si yo muero mañana

No me olvides mujer

No te quedes en la cama

Que solo se vive una vez

'Tamos comiendo en la mesa

Y salen temas hablando de tumores

Si ha baja’o la delincuencia

Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores

Nunca digo na'

Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores

Lo malo de la vida

Es que no viene con las instrucciones

Yo he nací'o rodea’o de gente guerrera

Que saben buscarse la vida

Y saben limpiar escaleras

Nunca he sí'o lo que no merece la pena

A mí no me gusta la droga

Prefiero llenar la nevera

'Tamos comiendo en la mesa

Y salen temas hablando de tumores

Si ha baja’o la delincuencia

Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores

Nunca digo na'

Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores

Lo malo de la vida

Es que no viene con las instrucciones

'Tamos comiendo en la mesa

Y salen temas hablando de butrones

Si ha baja’o la delincuencia

Deben de darle gracias a lo' interiores

Nunca digo na'

Porque pocos se libran de ser pecadores

Lo malo de la vida

Es que no viene con las instruc-ciones

That they stop clumping now

And so famous and so

Because it's pa 'na'

Because we are all going to die

But die with that joy

Because that's what I say

I'm going to die but

Let's see who is going to tell me

To me, they have lent me nothing

What you have lent me I have paid you, man, don't you see, what nonsense

I look for life alone

I do not need anyone

'We are eating at the table

And there are topics talking about tumors

If the delinquency has gone down

They must give thanks to the 'interiors

I never say anything

Because few are free from being sinners

The bad of life

It doesn't come with the instructions

I was born surrounded by warrior people

who know how to look for life

And they know how to clean stairs

I have never yes'or what is not worth it

I don't like drugs

I prefer to fill the fridge

Doing the dishes thinking (Oh)

Road to a million progressing

I do not believe in god (No)

I don't think anyone is there waiting for me

Here we are equal (Equal)

Leave the mirrors, look at the crystals

I speak of heart (Heart), transparent

no special effects

if i die tomorrow

I want you to know that:

I don't like fame, I didn't look for it either

if i die tomorrow

forget me not woman

don't stay in bed

that you only live once

'We are eating at the table

And there are topics talking about tumors

If the delinquency has gone down

They must give thanks to the 'interiors

I never say anything

Because few are free from being sinners

The bad of life

It doesn't come with the instructions

I was born surrounded by warrior people

who know how to look for life

And they know how to clean stairs

I have never yes'or what is not worth it

I don't like drugs

I prefer to fill the fridge

'We are eating at the table

And there are topics talking about tumors

If the delinquency has gone down

They must give thanks to the 'interiors

I never say anything

Because few are free from being sinners

The bad of life

It doesn't come with the instructions

'We are eating at the table

And there are topics talking about butrones

If the delinquency has gone down

They must give thanks to the 'interiors

I never say anything

Because few are free from being sinners

The bad of life

It is that it does not come with the instructions