Oye Mi Bomba - Sergent Garcia

Soy un drag?

N de mi boca sale,

Un fuego divino que lo limpia todo,

Una bomba, yo quiero o?

Are,

El sistema vamos a destruir.

Un mili?

N de grados, lo dejo todo seco,

Algo nuevo tiene que suceder,

Sonido distinto yo vengo mover.

Todo el mundo se va a asustar,

Y ya nadie lo va olvidar,

Este ritmo que yo vengo a dar,

?

Una bomba humana es lo que va estallar!

Oye mi bomba,?

Oyela!

Oye mi bomba,?

Oyela!

Nuestra danza no es inocente,

Nuestra m?

Sica no es inocente,

Sabes que cada guerra tiene su baile,

No vamos por el mundo cerrada la mente,

Al contrario los ojos bien abiertos,

Y bien sabemos lo que queremos,

Es pobres mas pobres y ricos mas ricos,

Gente tirada y otros en palacios.

Todo el mundo se va a asustar,

Y ya nadie lo va olvidar,

Este ritmo que yo vengo a dar,

?

Una bomba humana es lo que va estallar!

Oye mi bomba,?

Oyela!

Oye mi bomba,?

Oyela!

I'm a drag?

Nothing comes out of my mouth,

A divine fire that cleanses everything,

A bomb, I want or?

Are,

We are going to destroy the system.

A milli?

N of degrees, I leave it all dry,

Something new has to happen

Different sound I come to move.

Everyone is going to be scared,

And no one is going to forget it,

This rhythm that I come to give,

?

A human bomb is what is going to explode!

Hey my bomb,?

Hey!

Hey my bomb,?

Hey!

Our dance is not innocent,

our m?

Sica is not innocent,

You know that every war has its dance,

We do not go through the world closed our minds,

On the contrary, eyes wide open,

And we know well what we want,

It is poorer poorer and richer richer,

People thrown and others in palaces.

Everyone is going to be scared,

And no one is going to forget it,

This rhythm that I come to give,

?

A human bomb is what is going to explode!

Hey my bomb,?

Hey!

Hey my bomb,?

Hey!