Juguete Roto - Zpu

Yeah!

El Hombre de Oro, ZPU!

¿cuántos juguetes rotos hay por ahí fuera?

Cuántos estáis por venir…

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

El la compra y se queda con la cara de tonto

Luego en su final nadie le quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que le va a eliminar

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

Ella tan contenta, acepta y posa pa la foto

Luego en su final nadie la quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que la va a eliminar

Son reyes del tres al cuarto, la fama es efímera

La parto, porque no da lo que mi verdad asi me da

A mi me da igual tu adelanto, tu dinero

Prefiero un Don Simon a tu Rivera del Duero

No hay pero, éxito en un domo como Jon Secada

Luego se cagan cuando la pasta se acaba

Y es que tu sello no te aprecia, abrazos de mentira

Cuando too va bien, al tiempo, titulon de… te diran ¿quien?

Entregas confianza a quien no deberias

Te verás haciendo porqueria con David de María

Rollo Locomia, loco mira, tragica la direccion

Tu discográfica no te hace promoción

La agudeza de tu musica a nadie le importa un rabo

Serás apartado como Alex Ubago

Y los magos que te harían de oro son unos mamones

Acabarás como Soraya, obligada a hacer versiones

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

El la compra y se queda con la cara de tonto

Luego en su final nadie le quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que le va a eliminar

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

Ella tan contenta, acepta y posa pa la foto

Luego en su final nadie la quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que la va a eliminar

Y me temo que solo el primer disco es el bueno

Luego la multi de turno inyectará todo el veneno

Que pueda, la rueda que separará tu grupo

Es un pulpo manager que espera migajas que quedan

Y la veda, abierta, la verdad

Tu muerte colgando de alguna cuerda y tu carrera es una mierda, ja!

Juguete roto, la velocidad con la que sube

La velocidad con la que luego te escupen, men

Puede que te culpen: deberias ser más pop

O los tuyos te envidian como La Oreja de Van Gogh

Qué Amaya, tantas rayas lunes a domingo

Trae una relación que falla como el cante de Pitingo

Mil borrones se te acercarán si haces unos hits

Al ver la verdad, te engordarás, como Britney Spears

Yo ando mejor saltando, escuchando a los House of Pain

Juguete, nunca una leyenda, como Kurt Cobain

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

El la compra y se queda con la cara de tonto

Luego en su final nadie le quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que le va a eliminar

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

Ella tan contenta, acepta y posa pa la foto

Luego en su final nadie la quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que la va a eliminar

Lleva muchos años haciendo rap, viéndolas venir

Pero no se puede resistir

Antes lo importante era el dominio del verbo

Pero alguien le dijo: tienes que ser más moderno

Ahora lo de menos es lo que dice su pincel

Ya no escribe nada si no tiene aromas niquel

Trata a las personas con los aires de un piloto

Tienes las horas contadas pa ser un juguete roto

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

El la compra y se queda con la cara de tonto

Luego en su final nadie le quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que le va a eliminar

Juguete roto, le venden la moto

Ella tan contenta, acepta y posa pa la foto

Luego en su final nadie la quiere mirar

Porque hay una moda nueva que la va a eliminar

yeah!

The Golden Man, ZPU!

How many broken toys are there out there?

How many are you coming...

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

He buys it and he gets the stupid face

Then at his end no one wants to look at him

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate you

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

She is so happy, she accepts and poses for the photo

Then at her end no one wants to look at her

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate it

They are kings from three to four, fame is fleeting

I deliver her, because she does not give what my truth gives me

I don't care about your advance, your money

I prefer a Don Simon to your Rivera del Duero

There is no but, success in a dome like Jon Secada

Then they shit when the dough runs out

And it is that your seal does not appreciate you, fake hugs

When everything goes well, at the same time, title of… who will tell you?

You give trust to whom you shouldn't

You will see yourself doing shit with David de María

Rollo Locomia, crazy look, tragic direction

Your record company does not promote you

The sharpness of your music nobody gives a damn

You'll be set apart like Alex Ubago

And the magicians who would make you gold are suckers

You'll end up like Soraya, forced to cover

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

He buys it and stays with the stupid face

Then at her end no one wants to look at her

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate you

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

She is so happy, she accepts and poses for the photo

Then at her end no one wants to look at her

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate it

And I'm afraid only the first album is the good one

Then the turn multi will inject all the poison

May it, the wheel that will separate your group

It is an octopus manager who waits for crumbs that are left

And the veda, open, the truth

Your death hanging on some rope and your career sucks, ha!

Broken toy, the speed with which it goes up

The speed with which they then spit you out, men

They may blame you: you should be more pop

Or yours envy you like Van Gogh's Ear

What Amaya, so many stripes Monday to Sunday

Bring a relationship that fails like the cante of Pitingo

A thousand blurs will come your way if you make a few hits

Seeing the truth, you'll get fat, like Britney Spears

I'm better jumping, listening to the House of Pain

Toy, never a legend, like Kurt Cobain

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

He buys it and gets a stupid face

Then at her end no one wants to look at her

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate you

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

She is so happy, she accepts and poses for the photo

Then at her end no one wants to look at her

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate it

He has been rapping for many years, seeing them come

But she can't resist

Before the important thing was the domain of the verb

But someone told him: you have to be more modern

Now the least is what your brush says

She no longer writes anything if she doesn't have nickel aromas

Treat people with the air of a pilot

You have the number of hours to be a broken toy

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

He buys it and gets a stupid face

Then at her end no one wants to look at her

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate you

Broken toy, they sell the motorcycle

She is so happy, she accepts and poses for the photo

Then at her end no one wants to look at her

Because there is a new fashion that is going to eliminate it