Текст и перевод песни Adan Zapata - Está Bien Loco

Está Bien Loco

Esta bien loco, de a pura demencia, esta bien loco por culpa de la delincuencia x2

Tiene cinto mas de psicópata en su mecanismo
Ya van 2 psicólogos que le dicen lo mismo
Ese chico no respeta a nadie, va a mata a alguien
En su casa es el mismo desmadre que en la calle
Se gano el respeto con rimas ilegales
El día que perdió la confianza de su madre, le vale
Se perdió en la droga, sus enemigos tienen miedo dicen que ya no se controla
Siempre anda en la bola, con la banda prendida
No se conforma con estar todo el día haya arriba, en la nube
, Mi pensamiento lo consume, le sube al volumen, pa que todos se esfumen
El esfume, lo que siente lo habla, este wey nada se guarda, y no se
Calma al menos que alguien se forje, tengan cuidado con ese tipo porque...

Esta bien loco, de a pura demencia, esta bien loco por culpa de la delincuencia x2

Esta bien loco, la mirada la tiene perdida, su cara toda herida
, No le importa nada su vida, ni la de los demás
Es como satanás, retorcido de su mente porque nunca vive en paz
(Eñno es feliz), yo tampoco (entonces esta bien loco)
Les vale madre, si no me equivoco
Y yo co.mprendo
Pues lo conosco bien
No se hecha pa tras ni con una susca en su cien
(El nunca piensa) esta enfermo de su cabeza
Pero no se olvida de dios porque siempre le reza
De haya a la gente que lo quiere no le importa
(El se comporta raro) el tambien y no lo nota
El tiene un pensamiento raro, medio bizarro
Tiene una taza donde junta la ceniza del cigarro
Esta demente todo al verte (el tiene un corazon) pero nunca dice lo que siente

Esta bien loco, de a pura demencia, esta bien loco por culpa de la delincuencia x2

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He's Crazy

He's crazy alright, from pure insanity, he's crazy because of crime x2

He has a psychopath's belt in his mechanism
Two psychologists already said the same thing
That boy doesn't respect anyone, he's going to kill someone
At home it's the same mess as on the street
He earned respect with illegal rhymes
The day he lost his mother's trust, he didn't care
He lost himself in drugs, his enemies are scared and say he's out of control
He always hangs out with the gang, high on drugs
He's not satisfied with being up there in the clouds all day
My thoughts consume him, he turns up the volume so everyone fades
He fades away, he speaks his mind, this guy doesn't keep anything inside, and he doesn't
Calm down unless someone challenges him, be careful with this guy because...

He's crazy alright, from pure insanity, he's crazy because of crime x2

He's crazy alright, his gaze is lost, his face is wounded
, He doesn't care about his life or anyone else's
He's like Satan, twisted in his mind because he never lives in peace
(He's not happy), neither am I (so he's crazy)
He doesn't give a damn, if I'm not mistaken
And I under.stand
Because I know him well
He doesn't back down even with a gun at his temple
(He never thinks) he's sick in the head
But he doesn't forget God because he always prays
He doesn't care about the people who love him
(He behaves strangely) he does too and doesn't realize it
He has a strange, bizarre way of thinking
He has a cup where he collects the ashes from his cigarettes
He's crazy when you see him (he has a heart) but he never says what he feels

He's crazy alright, from pure insanity, he's crazy because of crime x2

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