Los Ummitas Tienen Ojos - Ummo

Confunden respeto

Ponen sus caras y sus mismos gestos

Calidad-peso

Sus mismas caras y sus mismos versos

Yo no sé a lo que me atengo

Sigo con las pruebas y aún no saben lo que tengo

Tengo una receta del Doctor Tricornio

Tres veces al día cuando asome Capricornio

Se sacan de quicio

Muchos suicidios para un simple oficio

Yo feliz y ellos andan esquizos

La que nos liaron y ni fueron al juicio

Sus gajes del oficio

Casi no lo cuento y por poco lo pifio

Nada grave porque nadie lo hizo

Ya estoy calmado pero quedan resquicios

Claro, alguien más descuelga, yo ya no lo cojo, no me quitan ojo

Veo en la mirilla sin quitar el cerrojo

Soy yo o me miran de reojo

Infrarrojos para ver claro

Claro que hizo falta mi sangre

Claro que hizo falta caer

Estuve en lo hondo, la lección de chocar contra el fondo

Fui mi vientre, el jefe de abordo

Cada vez que lo lleno, lloro

Por eso lo engordo

Dicen que valgo mi peso en oro

De ahí viene el hambre

De sentir que hay salida al enjambre

Condenan mi modo

Sé que por un hueco no cabemos todos

Viene de frente y también por el dorso

Aún así al cruzarme se sujetan el bolso

Me pago los patos

La vida es cara pero yo la abarato

Les di mi vida y merecían un rato

No tengo cara pero me hacen retratos

confuse respect

They put their faces and their same gestures

quality-weight

Their same faces and their same verses

I don't know what I stand for

I continue with the tests and they still do not know what I have

I have a prescription from Doctor Tricorn

Three times a day when Capricorn appears

They get mad

Many suicides for a simple job

I am happy and they are schizos

The one that messed us up and didn't even go to trial

Your perks of the trade

I almost didn't tell it and I almost screwed it up

Nothing serious because nobody did it

I'm already calm but there are cracks

Of course, someone else picks up, I don't pick it up anymore, they don't take their eyes off me

I see in the peephole without removing the bolt

Is it me or do they look at me out of the corner of their eye

Infrared to see clearly

Of course my blood was needed

Of course it was necessary to fall

I've been in the deep end, the lesson of hitting rock bottom

I was my belly, the chief of board

Every time I fill it up, I cry

That's why I fatten it up

They say I'm worth my weight in gold

That's where the hunger comes from

To feel that there is a way out of the swarm

They condemn my way

I know that because of a hole we don't all fit

It comes from the front and also from the back

Still when they cross me they hold the bag

I pay the ducks

Life is expensive but I make it cheap

I gave them my life and they deserved a while

I don't have a face but they make me portraits