Arre Caesar - Molotov

Guey, qué deidad te amaba pa' ser El César y que no te pase nada

Guey si se la rifaba misma mirada en la caída que en la levantada

La envidia en esta comedia, con unos tragos va directo a ser tragedia

Los besos y los abrazos, no son los cuates quien recibe los madrazos

La ira, ira esa no para

Quieres piña, te sale bara

Estás contento esta tu canción

Estás al mando de la situación

Pero alguien quiere estar en tus pies pero

Nadie ve las cosas como las ve El César

Guey, qué deidad te amaba pa' ser El César y que no te pase nada

Guey si se la rifaba misma mirada en la caída que en la levantada

Veni vidi vici

Vino, viejas, vicio

Como se ven las cosas ahora desde el piso

Lleno de nieve, hasta arriba de la cima

Y ni pensar en la caída

Dueño de todo, no le falta nada

No importa quien gane ya nos vamos de jarra

Acaba con todo porque no hay mañana

Tengo pelea contras estas dos fieras

Y no pueden ganarme porque yo soy El César

Guey, qué deidad te amaba pa' ser El César y que no te pase nada

Guey si se la rifaba misma mirada en la caída que en la levantada

Mama never raised, raised no quitter

That could mean drugs and that could be liquor

Hitting them bongs like a home run hitter

Friday night fights pulling that trigger

Still full throttle

With a bottle of whatever

And I will not stop till pop goes the liver

I ain’t done and I’m only getting bigger

And I’m still number one motherfucker go figure

Guey, what deity loved you to be Caesar and that nothing happens to you

Guey if she raffled off the same look in the fall as in the rise

The envy in this comedy, with a few drinks, goes straight to being a tragedy

The kisses and the hugs, it's not the friends who receive the madrazos

The anger, anger that does not stop

You want pineapple, it's cheap

Are you happy this your song

You are in command of the situation

But someone wants to be on your feet but

No one sees things as Caesar sees them

Guey, what deity loved you to be Caesar and that nothing happens to you

Guey if he raffled off the same look in the fall as in the lift

Come vidi vici

wine, old, vice

How things look now from the ground

Full of snow, up to the top

And don't even think about the fall

Owner of everything, he lacks nothing

It doesn't matter who wins, we're leaving now

End it all because there is no tomorrow

I have a fight against these two beasts

And they can't beat me cause I'm El Cesar

Guey, what deity loved you to be Caesar and that nothing happens to you

Guey if he raffled off the same look in the fall as in the lift

Mama never raised, raised no quitter

That could mean drugs and that could be liquor

Hitting them bongs like a home run hitter

Friday night fights pulling that trigger

Still full throttle

With a bottle of whatever

And I will not stop till pop goes the liver

I ain't done and I'm only getting bigger

And I'm still number one motherfucker go figure