Morir para Vivir - Elio Toffana, C. Tangana

Tirar a dar, como el fantasma de Pac, alguien se lo iba a chivar

Me lo chivó, me dijo lo que iba a pasar, iba a pasar y pasó

Y ahora soy yo y no tiene nada que ver, hay algo allí, sí que vio

Se va a acabar, se va a acabar, se va a acabar…

Sólo intento llegar al inconsciente colectivo

Y valorar suficiente a los genios cuando aún no se ha ido

Si quiero resucitar a mis amigos fallecidos

Pongo canciones que escuchábamos cuando estaban vivos

Levanta tu copa por mí

No es difícil de sentir ¡Hermano hasta el fin!

A veces fui Abel y otras veces Caín

Pero esto es así;

seducir al Fénix

Fuera de la zona de confort

Cambié a mejor mientras llovía dentro de mi habitación

El sí y el no, a la vez, en uno primordial;

Lo que ves se agarra bien, nada es superficial

Tuvieron que chupar mi rabo

Para poder entender algo de profundidad

Un mago sabrá de qué hablo

Practicar el cambio en la alquimia es algo esencial

Aprendiendo a desaprender;

cómo volver a nacer…

¡Salir del coño de una mujer

Y toda la vida intentando entrar en otro otra vez!

La gran verdad es que todo es mentira…

Pásame el porro de hash, seguiremos con vida…

Tirar a dar, como el fantasma de Pac, alguien se lo iba a chivar

Me lo chivó, me dijo lo que iba a pasar, iba a pasar y pasó

Y ahora soy yo y no tiene nada que ver, hay algo allí, sí que vio

Se va a acabar, se va a acabar, se va a acabar…

I’m growin' up… ¡Buena nueva!

No hay camino, no hay manera

(Tú) quema el mapa, (Tú) todo rueda

Olvida el mundo, olvida esquela

Tú barre fuera, barre fuera

Ya no importa si nadie espera

Tú quema mierda, sopla mierda

Ahora es suave, ahora vuelas

Estoy arriba, la zorra muerta

Ninguno de esos cabrones cerca

¿Quién quiere más?

I’m growin' up

¡Los chicos no quieren mirar!

Mi plano mental;

algo se puede quemar

Algo se debe morir… No mires atrás

Nunca lo llames verdad

¿Quién es ese Dios pa' juzgar?

I’m growin' up!

No hay hogar;

Sal corriendo, vuelta atrás

Tu búsqueda, búscala

Quieres todo y es jet lag

Tu cebo está donde debe estar

Justo a’lante contigo atrás

¿No chupaste?

Ya chuparás

¿No jodiste?

Ya joderás

I’m growin' up ¿Qué más da?

Ninguna escucha y no quiero hablar…

No quiero guerra, no quiero paz

¡Se joda tu puta verdad!

I’m growin' up… Self Killa…

I’m growin' up… Self Killa…

Tirar a dar, como el fantasma de Pac, alguien se lo iba a chivar

Me lo chivó, me dijo lo que iba a pasar, iba a pasar y pasó

Y ahora soy yo y no tiene nada que ver, hay algo allí, sí que vio

Se va a acabar, se va a acabar, se va a acabar…

Shoot, like Pac's ghost, someone was going to tell him

He told me, he told me what was going to happen, it was going to happen and it happened

And now it's me and it has nothing to do, there is something there, yes he saw

It's going to end, it's going to end, it's going to end...

I'm just trying to reach the collective unconscious

And appreciate geniuses enough when they're not gone yet

If I want to resurrect my deceased friends

I put songs that we listened to when they were alive

raise your glass for me

It is not difficult to feel Brother until the end!

Sometimes I was Abel and other times Cain

But this is so;

seduce the phoenix

Out of the comfort zone

I changed for the better while it rained inside my room

The yes and the no, at the same time, in a primordial one;

What you see is well grasped, nothing is superficial

They had to suck my tail

In order to understand something in depth

A magician will know what I'm talking about

Practicing change in alchemy is essential

Learning to unlearn;

how to be reborn...

Get out of a woman's pussy

And all my life trying to get into another one again!

The great truth is that everything is a lie...

Pass me the hash joint, we'll still be alive...

Shoot, like Pac's ghost, someone was going to tell him

He told me, he told me what was going to happen, it was going to happen and it happened

And now it's me and it has nothing to do, there is something there, yes he saw

It's going to end, it's going to end, it's going to end...

I'm growin' up… Good news!

There is no way, there is no way

(You) burn the map, (You) everything rolls

Forget the world, forget obituary

You sweep out, sweep out

It doesn't matter anymore if no one waits

You burn shit, blow shit

Now it's smooth, now you fly

I'm up, the dead bitch

none of those motherfuckers close

Who wants more?

I'm growin' up

The boys don't want to watch!

My mental plane;

something can burn

Something must die... Don't look back

never call it true

Who is that God to judge?

I'm growin' up!

There is no home;

run away, turn back

Your search, search it

You want everything and it's jet lag

Your bait is where it should be

Right ahead with you behind

Didn't you suck?

you will suck

Didn't you fuck?

you'll fuck

I'm growin' up, what difference does it make?

No one listens and I don't want to talk...

I don't want war, I don't want peace

Fuck your fucking truth!

I'm growin' up… Self Killa…

I'm growin' up… Self Killa…

Shoot, like Pac's ghost, someone was going to tell him

He told me, he told me what was going to happen, it was going to happen and it happened

And now it's me and it has nothing to do, there is something there, yes he saw

It's going to end, it's going to end, it's going to end...