Jesvs - Vazquez

Con el pie en el cuello me quieren tener

No van a evitar lo que va a suceder

Esperan a poderme crucificar

Sentarse, unir sus palmas y rezar

Se apagaron las voces, no escuchaste consejos

Firmaste un pacto con sangre, perdiste tus privilegios

Tu chica esta de rodillas, considero sacrilegio

Por que lo que yo se lo se mas por practico que por viejo

Es la Profecía, hechicería, brujerías en poesía

Corre sangre no es la mía, quien diría que abdicarías

Abandonando en el momento justo

Cerra la boca y evita disgustos

Perdiste Fausto, quedas exhausto

Después preguntan por que los asusto

Negro yo no cargo mas cruces, ya no tengo razones

Siguen haciendo el esfuerzo pero no quiero sus bendiciones

Si dicen ser los reales, viven a contradicciones

Nos odian y conocen bien nuestras canciones

Con el pie en el cuello me quieren tener

No van a evitar lo que va a suceder

Esperan a poderme crucificar

Sentarse, unir sus palmas y rezar

Las palmas de todos los negros arriba

Las palmas de todos los negros arriba

Las palmas de todos los negros arriba

Las palmas de todos los negros arriba

Mitología del ghetto, perdimos la religión

Quemaste tus amuletos y hoy pagas protección

De que sirve rendirte cuando sentís la presión

Por mas que pidas ayuda los cielos no tienen tu atención

Ahora tira la primera piedra (negro tira la primera piedra)

Tira la primera piedra que se va yendo todo a la mierda

Las reglas son así, acá el que no corre diezma

Esto no es un beef, es carne fresca en cuaresma

Sos tan fan que usas mi nombre y lo repetís en vano

Tu veneno ya gotea, esto se fue de las manos

Y si andas intoxicado, no es por la codeína

Si ya te vi bastante amargado, es tu propio odio el que te domina

Con el pie en el cuello me quieren tener

No van a evitar lo que va a suceder

Esperan a poderme crucificar

Sentarse, unir sus palmas y rezar

With the foot on the neck they want to have me

They will not prevent what is going to happen

They wait until they can crucify me

Sit down, join your palms and pray

The voices were turned off, you did not listen to advice

You signed a pact with blood, you lost your privileges

Your girl is on her knees, I consider sacrilege

Because what I know is more practical than old

It is the Prophecy, sorcery, witchcraft in poetry

Run blood is not mine, who would have thought that you would abdicate

Leaving at the right time

Shut your mouth and avoid unpleasantness

You lost Fausto, you are exhausted

Then they ask why I scared them

Negro, I don't carry more crosses, I no longer have reasons

They keep making the effort but I don't want their blessings

If they claim to be the real ones, they live in contradictions

They hate us and they know our songs well

With the foot on the neck they want to have me

They will not prevent what is going to happen

They wait until they can crucify me

Sit down, join your palms and pray

All blacks palms up

All blacks palms up

All blacks palms up

All blacks palms up

Ghetto mythology, we lost religion

You burned your amulets and today you pay protection

What's the point of giving up when you feel the pressure

As much as you ask for help, the heavens do not have your attention

Now cast the first stone (black cast the first stone)

Throw the first stone that everything is going to shit

The rules are like this, here the one who does not run tithes

This is not a beef, it is fresh meat in lent

You are such a fan that you use my name and repeat it in vain

Your poison is already dripping, this got out of hand

And if you're intoxicated, it's not from codeine

If I already saw you bitter enough, it is your own hatred that dominates you

With the foot on the neck they want to have me

They will not prevent what is going to happen

They wait until they can crucify me

Sit down, join your palms and pray