Estaba Loca - Shotta

— No, ¿tú estás loca o no estás loca?

— Yo que voy a estar loca…

— Venga ya killa, ¿estás loca o no?

— Un poco como tó el mundo pero solo un poco

— ¿Si no…

¡Yo!, Desde que se levanta y se mira en el espejo

Esa carita no se quita ni de lejos

No se aguanta cuando ella pasa, saltan las alarmas

Cuando ella pierde la calma se acaba el karma

No se que será pero, no es hortera

Si por ella fuera se pondría mi úlcera de pulsera

Cátala como una estrella solo mientras duerma

El día llega la deprime y luego la noche le arregla

Es, locura y demencia

Su vida hasta el día de hoy se llama 'Ataque de imprudencia'

Su piel es seda, normal que no le importe

Hacerse heridas y cortes porque ya ha roto esa barrera

Sabor amargo en tu cuello cuando te muerde

El drama llama a tu puerta cuando se duerme

Es una golfa, acaso tú eres mejor, pensé

Que voy a hacer si está más loca que yo

Te conocí entre volumen alto y vicio

Tú mejor amiga, blanca en el servicio

'Cuando ella pasa, siempre suena un cla-claxon'

Cada noche de la semana pides acción

Entre fiesta y fiesta en tu prisión particular

A tu corazón le cuesta

Yo te advertí, ten cuidao con esa mierda

No se puede ir de la mano con la dama negra

Ella, no hablaría te metería en el maletero

Sabría lo que sentirías al dejar tu corazón de hielo

Preguntaría y sabría si eres sincero

Y se mataría por ser coqueta en medio de este estercolero

Le gustaría ser Carmen Electra

Si la vieras sin pintar podría hacer una secta

Mira, inyecta su dosis de sensualidad

Te hace chillar por dentro capaz de volar, lo intento

Sé leer tu mirada lo llevo en la sangre, escúchame

Deja de chillarme yo quiero ayudarte, fóllame

Oscura y siniestra mi maleficio la espía

Le envía amor sin compasión

Metía en su habitación, es mía

Magia, lujuria, cara de santa

Nunca, había sentido lo mismo bajo una manta

Es una golfa ¿acaso no te advirtió?, no sé

Que voy a hacer si está más loca que yo

Te conocí entre volumen alto y vicio

Tú mejor amiga, blanca en el servicio

'Cuando ella pasa, siempre suena un cla-claxon'

Cada noche de la semana pides acción

Entre fiesta y fiesta en tu prisión particular

A tu corazón le cuesta

Yo te advertí, ten cuidao con esa mierda

No se puede ir de la mano con la dama negra

'Ostia, me estoy poniendo cachonda escuchando esto, eh!, yo sola…"

Esta canción va de ti, sincero por ser el primero

To certero, piénsatelo, pasa lento

Ojos negros quiere veros, piensa que no puedo

Que voy ciego de Pampero y me hablas

Pero solo escucho '¡¡Fuego!!'

Estás delante de mí, ¿Cuánto llevas sin dormir?

No creo que te importe cuanto te comiste ayer

Y que no soporte ni la idea de seguir, '¡Sobrevivir!'

Aquí no quiere estar, quiere salir, respira por fin

Deja que mire por ti, la cosa se pone seria si…

Viene el delirio por la noche y piensa en el suicidio

Y no le tiene miedo y chilla

Lleva pensando cavilando cuando pilla esa caja de pastillas, killa

Mira, mira, mira, mira tu barca sin remos

Nunca volverá a nacer la misma, el infierno almaceno

Le dije, si no nos vemos ponte freno

Y acabó tumbá en la UCI con el cuerpo lleno de veneno

— Atrás, atrás por favor.

Doctor…

— La presión sanguínea sigue descendiendo

— Por favor, dejen pasar…

— No le encuentro el pulso… la puta esa… está muerta…

— No, are you crazy or are you not crazy?

— I'm going to be crazy...

— Come on killa, are you crazy or not?

— A bit like the rest of the world but only a bit

- Otherwise…

Me!, Since she gets up and looks in the mirror

That little face doesn't even come away

He can't stand it when she passes, the alarms go off

When she loses her cool, karma runs out

I don't know what she's going to be but, she's not tacky

If it were hers, she would wear my bracelet ulcer

Taste her like a star only while she sleeps

The day comes she depresses her and then the night fixes her

It is, madness and insanity

His life of hers to this day is called 'Recklessness Attack'

Her skin is silk, it's normal that she doesn't care

Get hurt and cut because she has already broken that barrier

Bitter taste in your neck when it bites you

The drama knocks on your door when it falls asleep

She's a slut, maybe you're better, I thought

What am I going to do if she is crazier than me?

I met you between high volume and vice

Your best friend, white in the service

'When she passes by, she always sounds a cla-horn'

Every night of the week you ask for action

Between party and party in your private prison

It costs your heart

I warned you, be careful with that shit

You cannot go hand in hand with the black queen

She, she wouldn't talk she would put you in the trunk

I would know what you would feel to leave your heart of ice

I would ask and I would know if you are sincere

And she would kill herself for being flirtatious in the middle of this dunghill

She would like to be Carmen Electra

If you saw her unpainted she could make a cult

Look, he injects his dose of sensuality

She makes you scream inside able to fly, I try

I know how to read your look, it's in my blood, listen to me

Stop yelling at me I want to help you, fuck me

Dark and sinister my curse spies her

She sends him love without compassion

She was in her room, she is mine

Magic, lust, holy face

Never, had I felt the same under a blanket

She's a slut, didn't she warn you? I don't know

What am I going to do if she is crazier than me?

I met you between high volume and vice

Your best friend, white in the service

'When she passes by, she always sounds a cla-horn'

Every night of the week you ask for action

Between party and party in your private prison

It costs your heart

I warned you, be careful with that shit

You cannot go hand in hand with the black queen

'Whoa, I'm getting horny listening to this, huh, all by myself…'

This song is about you, sincere for being the first

To be sure, think about it, go slow

Black eyes want to see you, think I can't

That I go blind from Pampero and you talk to me

But I only hear 'Fire!!'

You are in front of me, how long have you not slept?

I don't think you care how much you ate yesterday

And that he can't bear the idea of ​​continuing, 'Survive!'

He doesn't want to be here, he wants to get out, breathe at last

Let me watch for you, things get serious if…

Delirium comes at night and thinks of suicide

And he is not afraid of him and he screams

He's been thinking brooding when he gets that box of pills, killa

Look, look, look, look at your boat without oars

The same will never be born again, the hell I store

I told him, if we don't see each other, stop

And he ended up lying in the ICU with his body full of poison

- Back, back please.

Doctor…

— Blood pressure continues to drop

"Please let me in..."

— I can't find her pulse... that bitch... is dead...