Below is the lyrics of the song Caigan Que Caigan , artist - Macaco with translation
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Macaco
Dos de la mañana escucha tu tiempo ya ha llegado
Estamos hartos de esperar en el mismo grado
En esto no me vale mantenerse
O avanzamos o perdemos
Y una canción más y mil si hace falta haremos
Odio en tus ojos como platos
Saliva gastasteis, mucha saliva para tirarnos
Pero el tiempo pasa y a este punto hemos llegado
No hay ni dios que te aguante ni dios que te salve
Caiga racista caiga
Aquí te esperamos
No valen más excusas de
Yo ni les pego ni les hago daño
Caiga racista caiga aquí te esperamos
No more lies cabrón
Hoy pagaste
Si no somos presos de la luna
Como vamos a serlo de ti
La sola idea de pensar que pudieras estar cerca mío
La piel me encoge y el estómago me rompe
Porque en este mundo de perros
El mono rompe y rompe
Palabras y rimas a punta pala
Machacarán ese grano en el culo
Infectado y maldito que pica pica pica
No hace falta que tu lo entiendas
Esta demostrado que tu cerebro de mosquito
No funciona como es adecuado
Hablas de pureza mientras tu cuerpo huele a podrido
Somos los hijos bastardos de la música y del charco
Caigan solos por su propio peso ya caerán
Y si no caen empujalos
Carlitos el negro el de la barba blanca
Caminando por Las Ramblas
Tu eres mi sabio, mi esperanza
Yo no te hablo de nazis
En los cuales yo siempre me he cagado
Ni de fascistas tipo Aznar
Que me dan ganas de vomitar
Yo te hablo de casos concretos
Como el de la tienda de la esquina
Que a ese árabe lo mira mal
Y si puede lo pisa pisa pisa
Two in the morning listen your time has already come
We are tired of waiting in the same degree
In this it is not worth staying
Either we advance or we lose
And one more song and a thousand if necessary we will
Hate in your eyes wide open
Saliva you spent, a lot of saliva to throw us
But time passes and we have reached this point
There is no god to hold you nor god to save you
fall racist fall
We will wait for you here
No more excuses than
I neither hit them nor hurt them
Fall racist fall here we are waiting for you
No more lies bastard
today you paid
If we are not prisoners of the moon
How are we going to be from you?
The very idea of thinking that you could be close to me
My skin shrinks and my stomach breaks
Because in this world of dogs
The monkey breaks and breaks
Words and rhymes at the tip of the blade
They'll mash that pimple in the ass
Infected and cursed that itches itches itches
You don't need to understand it
It is proven that your mosquito brain
Doesn't work as intended
You talk about purity while your body smells rotten
We are the bastard children of the music and the puddle
They fall alone by their own weight and they will fall
And if they don't fall push them
Carlitos the black one with the white beard
Walking down Las Ramblas
You are my wise, my hope
I'm not talking about Nazis
In which I have always shit
Nor of Aznar-type fascists
that makes me want to vomit
I'm talking about specific cases
Like the one at the corner store
That he looks at that Arab badly
And if he can step on it, step on it, step on it
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