Natos y Waor – Cicatrices

Aquesta setmana us portem una cançó de Natos y Waor que va sortir fa 1 setmana, espero que us agradi!

Lletra:

[Waor]
¿Quién gritara nuestro nombre cuando estemos muertos?
El camino que junta la tierra y el cielo, voy a doscientos,
Nos despedimos y dejo las ruedas marcá’s en el cemento,
Exprimo cada segundo de lo poco que tengo,
Me dijo que la besara, que la besara lento,
Como si el mundo se acabara, y se acabó por cierto,
Me dijo que me callara, que las palabras se las lleva el viento,
Me dijo que la esperara como si me sobrara el tiempo,
El garito hablando mímica, destrozando mi imagen pública,
Siempre creando polémica, haters rabiosos, fans histéricas,
Me insultan deseando que entre en su juego,
Ojala se vieran como les veo,
No se me caen los anillos por pedirte un cigarro pa’ un porro,
Quiero sentarme en el bordillo, mirar cómo pasa, salimos del barro,
No te confundas, sé de dónde vengo,
Sé lo que cuesta ganarse los euros.[Natos]

Disfruto los momentos felices en honor a los tiempos difíciles,
Fumamos Dry Sitf nada que ver con tu polen de Kifi,
Orgulloso de mis cicatrices,
De todas las veces que tropecé porque me hizo ser yo, lo que hice,
Aprendí y avance, ahora que me analicen,
Los números hablan, hagamos balance,
Dicen que desde el 2011 no hay quien nos alcance,
Entonces quiero relajarme, besar tu cuerpo,
Metértelo dentro, entrar en trance,
Mirar esos ojos de lince, tocar esa piel de bronce,
Y olvidarme de ayer, fóllame sin amor, quiéreme luego,
Es un placer esto de arder en tu fuego,
Me siento un fénix si vuelvo a nacer,
Preparado para ganar y perder,
Si soy un player, cómo quieres que no te siga el juego,
Para’lante como un toro, elegante pero callejero,
Cada instante a tu lado es un diamante guardado dentro del joyero,
Te abrí las puertas del cielo con llaves de Bumping como un cerrajero,
Te regale el corazón, ahora en el pecho tengo un agujero.
 Cristian Urquieta

Musipèdia

Aquesta setmana us deixem amb:

“Money Maker” del cantant espanyol Rels-B / Flakk Daniel i produïda per: SkyHook

La cançó va ser publicada el 23 de novembre de 2016

 

 

LA LLETRA:

[Estribillo]
Ya no se ni en que ciudad estoy, pero cobro en to’s laos
MONEY MAKER
Me sigo colando en el club, en el metro, en el…
MONEY MAKER
¿Quien eres pa’ tirarme a mi? Estate quieto para’o
MONEY MAKER
De Lunes a Domingo *ring ring* siempre estoy ocupa’o
MONEY MAKER

[Verso 1]
Tantos por ciento, pagar hacienda (shit)
Tengo un negocio, me va de perlas
Tú no me conoces así que no me ofendas
Yo soy de familia, de llevar las riendas (yes)
Tú no sabes de esto tú eres una moderna
Te comen el culo por lo que hay entre tus piernas
No sabe de mi por eso nunca acierta
No sabe de mi así que se lo inventa

[Estribillo]
Ya no se ni en que ciudad estoy, pero cobro en to’s laos
MONEY MAKER
Me sigo colando en el club, en el metro, en el…
MONEY MAKER
¿Quien eres pa’ tirarme a mi? Estate quieto para’o
MONEY MAKER
De Lunes a Domingo *ring ring* siempre estoy ocupa’o
MONEY MAKER
[Verso 2]
No confío en nadie si no es mi familia
Hablan esos perros, los mata la envidia
Yo si gano mucho y eso les fastidia
Me habla hasta su shorty, menuda putilla
Te dije que lo iba a conseguir ¿Lo recuerdas?
Le he compra’o un anillo, mira como brilla
Esos raperillos te venden la mierda
Hablan de que follan pero solo son chiquillas
Te han vendido la moto y la bicicleta
Todos escondidos bajo la careta
Yo ahora gano mucho y eso era mi meta
No me creo famoso ni me creo profeta
Loco es que la boca te huele a mofeta
Yo solo quiero un piso y cuatro petas
No volver a trabajar a jornada completa
Ahora soy yo el jefe, ahora soy la empresa

[Estribillo]
Ya no se ni en que ciudad estoy, pero cobro en to’s laos
MONEY MAKER
Me sigo colando en el club, en el metro, en el…
MONEY MAKER
¿Quien eres pa’ tirarme a mi? Estate quieto para’o
MONEY MAKER
De Lunes a Domingo *ring ring* siempre estoy ocupa’o
MONEY MAKER

Pau Saborit

Benz Truck

En honor a la mort de Lil Peep us deixem una cançó seva que es diu “Benz Truck”

La lletra:

Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth, want an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck
Hoes wanna fuck, tell a bitch: Good luck
Hoes wanna fuck ’cause it just came up, yeah
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth, want an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck
Hoes wanna fuck, tell a bitch: Good luck
Hoes wanna fuck ’cause it just came up
Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup

I don’t wanna wait now
But I know you gon’ make me
Who you wanna hate now?
Pretty soon you gonna hate me – GothBoiClique –
Gettin’ to the cake now
All the hate don’t phase me
All the money that I make now
I’ll never let it change me
I don’t wanna wait now
But I know you gon’ make me
Who you wanna hate now?
Pretty soon you gonna hate me
Gettin’ to the cake now
All the hate don’t phase me
All the money that I make now
I’ll never let it change me

Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth, want an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt)
Hoes wanna fuck, tell a bitch: Good luck
Hoes wanna fuck ’cause it just came up
Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup

Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth, want an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick

Gabriel Lacueva

Havana

La cançó que us portem aquesta setmana és Havana, interpretada per la cantant cubana Camila Cabello i el raper Young Thug. Formarà part del nou àlbum de la pròpia Camila.

Aquesta és la informació sobre la cançó i la seva lletra:

Artista: Camila Cabell

Artista convidat: Young Thug

Data de llançament: 2017

Gènere: Pop

Lletra:

Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that “how you doin’?” (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na

 

 

Mario Castillo 

Dani California

La cançó d’aquesta setmana és bastant antiga. Es diu Dani California.

Artista: Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Data de sortida: 2006.

GènereRock.

Àlbum: Stadium Arcadium

Aquí us  deixem la lletra:

DANI CALIFORNIA:

Getting born in the state of Mississippi
Papa was a copper, and her mama was a hippy
In Alabama she would swing a hammer
Price you got to pay when you break the panorama
She never knew that there was anything more than poor
What in the world does your company take me for?
Black bandanna, sweet Louisiana
Robbing on a bank in the state of Indiana
She’s a runner
Rebel, and a stunner
On her merry way saying baby, watcha gonna?
Looking down the barrel of a hot metal forty-five
Just another way to survive

California, rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California, show your teeth
She’s my priestess
I’m your priest
Yeah, yeah, yeah

She’s a lover, baby, and a fighter
Should’ve seen it coming when I got a little brighter
With a name like Dani California
Day was gonna come when I was gonna mourn ya
A little loaded, she was stealing another breath
I love my baby to death

California, rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California, show your teeth
She’s my priestess
I’m your priest
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Who knew the other side of you?
Who knew that others died to prove?
Too true to say goodbye to you
Too true to say, say, say

Pushed the fader, gifted animator
One for the now, and eleven for the later
Never made it up to Minnesota
North Dakota man
Wasn’t gunnin’ for the quota
Down in the Badlands she was saving the best for last
It only hurts when I laugh
Gone too fast

California, rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California, show your teeth
She’s my priestess
I’m your priest
Yeah, yeah, yeah

California, rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California, show your teeth
She’s my priestess
I’m your priest
Yeah, yeah, yeah

 

Zoel Fernandez

What about us

-Artista: Pink

-Data de sortida: 17 de setembre del 2017

-Lletra:

La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da

We are searchlights, we can see in the dark
We are rockets, pointed up at the stars
We are billions of beautiful hearts
And you sold us down the river too far

What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
What about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
What about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?

We are problems that want to be solved
We are children that need to be loved
We were willin’, we came when you called
But man, you fooled us, enough is enough, oh

What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
What about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
Oh, what about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
Oh, what about love? What about trust?
What about us?

Oh, what about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?

Sticks and stones, they may break these bones
But then I’ll be ready, are you ready?
It’s the start of us, waking up come on
Are you ready? I’ll be ready
I don’t want control, I want to let go
Are you ready? I’ll be ready
‘Cause now it’s time to let them know
We are ready, what about us?

What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
So what about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
Oh, what about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
Oh, what about love? What about trust?
What about us?

What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?

Ismael Palazón

Complicated David Guetta, Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike

Fa qüestió d’aproximadament un mes va sortir la nova cançó “Complicated” en la qual participen David Guetta en col·laboració amb Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike coneguts pel seu triomf en la música electrònica com a Dj’s.

Aquí us deixo la lletra de la cançó amb el videoclip:

Complicated
David Guetta, Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike

Pour another drink, I don’t wanna think
Oh, it’s been a long day
Get out of your head, smoking on my bed
Put that song on replay

Don’t worry now, look what we found
We don’t have to go all-in
Head in the clouds, both looking down
Doesn’t mean that we’re falling, oh

We can keep it simple, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Labels are so overrated
Let’s not make it complicated
Rules are meant for breaking, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Why don’t we just go get naked?
Let’s not make it complicated

Let’s not make it complicated
Let’s not make it complicated

Skinny dip at night, I can see your eyes
Searchin’ through the shadows
You don’t have to fight, I’ll let you decide
I can help you let go

Don’t worry now, look what we found
We don’t have to go all-in
Head in the clouds, both looking down
Doesn’t mean that we’re falling, oh

We can keep it simple, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Labels are so overrated
Let’s not make it complicated
Rules are meant for breaking, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Why don’t we just go get naked?
Let’s not make it complicated

Let’s not make it complicated
Let’s not make it complicated

Let’s not make it complicated
We can keep it simple, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Labels are so overrated
Let’s not make it complicated
Rules are meant for breaking, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Why don’t we just go get naked?
Let’s not make it complicated

Let’s not make it complicated

Sergi Velez