Текст и перевод песни E$$ence feat. Yvng Meem, Kingt & angelus - Psycho

Psycho

Jah, okey, wah, wah, wah, jah
Ey, wuh, oh

No creo una empresa yo creo un imperio
A ese rapero mandó al cementerio
El mejor en esto y no lo hago en serio
Escucho sus temas y todos me dan sueño
No creo una empresa yo creo un imperio
A ese rapero mandó al cementerio
El mejor en esto y no lo hago en serio
Escucho sus temas y todos me dan sueño

Me ponen chaleco antibalas
Pero no disparan, sus balas son raras, hm
No tiene las cosas muy claras
Lo mató muy fácil y muestro la cara, hm (Meem face reveal)
A mi no me busca la cama
Escapo de la DEA y la hago de pana, hm
Me espera tu bitchi en la cama
Me dice que porfa' le haga sana, sana, wait
Wait, do you really think im trying?, uh
I can do this with no eyes, uh
That bitch is more like a lion, uh
Leon Scott Kennedy, fucked a bitch there was no remedy, uh
I do nota drink Hennesy
But i don't have any memories, uh
Wrist it's turning blue, yeah
Rapero es un cartoon, yeah
Yo sé que su puta me tiene en su playlist de Spoti' y YouTube, yeah
Quieren caramelos así que vienen a mi casa cuando se va la luz, yeah
Quieren copiarme pero no pueden así que doy clases en Zoom, yeah

Nos tienen miedo, le bajo el de'o
Se me asustó y se le fue lo ateo
Llego la noche de Halloween
Suena monstruosa esta shit
¿Que es eso de dulce o truco?
Somo' Argentino, amargo y retruco, carajo
'Toy haciendo de esto un trabajo
Ahora nos escuchan y se me sorprenden
Dicen que 'tamos sonando like pyscho
Eramos pocos los que lo entienden
Y me decían que estaba flashando, jah
Que estaba loco y si estoy loco
Por eso hago magia en todo lo que toco

En la calabaza tengo metida la salsa
Wacho, te pincho la panza
Cara de Marilyn Manson pero la verdad soy manso
Un toque me canso, ey
A lo guachín, Halloween, salimos a repartir
To-tomando droga desde el jardín
Partiendo beats desde el año tres mil
Wacha, tarada, chupala (Suck it)
Me quedo llorando en la almohada
No me mires con esa cara
Porque se lo que me ocultaba
Ey, yah, yo no me quedo sin luz, ey
Pienso que tengo la fa-fa, uh
Pero lo habla la fu-, quiero ma' flush

Psycho

Jah, okey, wah, wah, wah, jah
Ey, wuh, oh

I don't create a company, I create an empire
I sent that rapper to the cemetery
The best at this and I'm not even serious
I listen to their tracks and they all make me sleepy
I don't create a company, I create an empire
I sent that rapper to the cemetery
The best at this and I'm not even serious
I listen to their tracks and they all make me sleepy

They put a bulletproof vest on me
But they don't shoot, their bullets are weird, hm
He doesn't have things very clear
I killed him easily and I show my face, hm (Meem face reveal)
The bed doesn't seek me out
I escape the DEA and I do it for real, hm
Your bitch is waiting for me in bed
She tells me to please heal her, heal her, wait
Wait, do you really think I'm trying?, uh
I can do this with no eyes, uh
That bitch is more like a lion, uh
Leon Scott Kennedy, fucked a bitch there was no remedy, uh
I don't drink Hennesy
But I don't have any memories, uh
Wrist it's turning blue, yeah
Rapper is a cartoon, yeah
I know your bitch has me on her Spoti' and YouTube playlist, yeah
They want candy so they come to my house when the power goes out, yeah
They want to copy me but they can't so I give lessons on Zoom, yeah

They're scared of us, I lower my finger
He got scared and lost his atheist ways
Halloween night arrives
This shit sounds monstrous
What's that about trick or treat?
We're Argentinian, bitter and tricky, damn it
I'm making this a job
Now they listen to us and they're surprised
They say we're sounding like pyscho
There were few of us who understood it
And they told me I was flashing, jah
That I was crazy and if I'm crazy
That's why I do magic on everything I touch

I have the sauce in the pumpkin
Dude, I'm gonna stab you in the belly
Marilyn Manson's face but I'm actually tame
One touch and I'm tired, ey
Like a hoodlum, Halloween, we go out to distribute
Taking drugs from the garden
Starting beats since the year three thousand
Wacha, idiot, suck it (Suck it)
I stay crying on the pillow
Don't look at me with that face
Because I know what you were hiding
Ey, yah, I don't stay without light, ey
I think I have the fa-fa, uh
But the fu- speaks, I want ma' flush