Текст и перевод песни Santoz - Fórmula

Fórmula

Ella quiere que rompa el suelo
Quiere otra copa, bueno
Ello′ en el duelo
Sacan la bronca y meten la trompa al fuego (yeah)
Ya no hay perdón pa'l nuevo

Ella quiere que rompa el suelo (uh)
Quiere otra copa, bueno
Ello′ en el duelo
Sacan la bronca y meten la trompa al fuego
Ya no hay perdón pa'l nuevo
Más si están Donatello
Creen estar cerca pero
Luego lloran como diez pañuelos
Termino haciendo el rol del cartero
Y yo le meto fino como escarpelo (yeah, uh)

Intentan, intentan, no encuentran la fórmula
La ley que ello' te quieren promulgar
Se la están robando de otro lugar
Tanta data quieren ocultar (no)
De tanto pecao′ me va excomulgar
Y yo muerto antes que tonto, loco, con mi combo copo hasta en Portugal

¿Y qué nos cuenta? ¿Qué nos cuenta? (¿Qué nos cuenta?)
La music que ahora se inventan
Perfectamente diseñada para un coeficiente de meno′ 'e noventa
Gente estudiando el mercado para sacar la fórmula
Que les brinde un aumento en las venta′
Sigo indignado, pensando "¿Todavía no se dieron cuenta?"
Yah, querían que me meta al juego y yo les dije "¿Cómo no?" (Uh)
Yah, gracias a mis temas 'toy haciendo millonario a los psicólogos
Yah, yo sé que el planeta no lo puedo rescatar con un monologo, mm
Yah, pero el destino de mi ruleta sé que lo manejo solo yo, uff

Intentan, intentan, no encuentran la fórmula
La ley que ello′ te quieren promulgar
Se la están robando de otro lugar (eh, no)
Tanta data quieren ocultar (eh)
De tanto pecao' me va excomulgar
Y yo muerto antes que tonto, loco, con mi combo copo hasta en Portugal

Intentan, intentan, no encuentran la fórmula
La ley que ello′ te quieren promulgar
Se la están robando de otro lugar
Tanta data quieren ocultar
De tanto pecao' me va excomulgar
Y yo muerto antes que tonto, loco, con mi combo copo hasta en Portugal

Ella quiere que rompa el suelo
Quiere otra copa, bueno
Ello' en el duelo
Sacan la bronca y meten la trompa al fuego (uh)
Ya no hay perdón pa′l nuevo (no-no)
Más si están Donatello
Creen estar cerca pero (eh)
Luego lloran como diez pañuelos
Termino haciendo el rol del cartero
Y yo le meto fino como escarpelo

Yeah, uh
¿Querían más de mí? (uh)
Hay cosa′ que no puede' entender, esto es pa′ mí (no, no, no, no)
Que toa' esta letra si quiero también me las saco en un free
Que yo no practico ni finjo nada para ser así (no)
Tozan, 2020
Yeah, 2020

Formula

She wants me to break the floor
Wants another drink, alright
They're in the duel
They unleash their anger and put their nose to the fire (yeah)
There's no forgiveness for the newcomer

She wants me to break the floor (uh)
Wants another drink, alright
They're in the duel
They unleash their anger and put their nose to the fire
There's no forgiveness for the newcomer
Especially if they're Donatello
They think they're close but
Then they cry like ten handkerchiefs
I end up playing the role of the postman
And I hit it fine like a scalpel (yeah, uh)

They try, they try, they can't find the formula
The law that they want to promulgate to you
They are stealing it from another place
So much data they want to hide (no)
From so much sin, they're gonna excommunicate me
And I'd rather die than be a fool, man, with my crew I fill up even in Portugal

And what do they tell us? What do they tell us? (What do they tell us?)
The music they invent now
Perfectly designed for a coefficient of less than ninety
People studying the market to find the formula
That will give them an increase in sales
I'm still indignant, thinking "Haven't they realized it yet?"
Yah, they wanted me to get in the game and I said "Why not?" (Uh)
Yah, thanks to my tracks I'm making psychologists millionaires
Yah, I know I can't save the planet with a monologue, mm
Yah, but I know I control the fate of my roulette alone, uff

They try, they try, they can't find the formula
The law that they want to promulgate to you
They are stealing it from another place (eh, no)
So much data they want to hide (eh)
From so much sin, they're gonna excommunicate me
And I'd rather die than be a fool, man, with my crew I fill up even in Portugal

They try, they try, they can't find the formula
The law that they want to promulgate to you
They are stealing it from another place
So much data they want to hide
From so much sin, they're gonna excommunicate me
And I'd rather die than be a fool, man, with my crew I fill up even in Portugal

She wants me to break the floor
Wants another drink, alright
They're in the duel
They unleash their anger and put their nose to the fire (uh)
There's no forgiveness for the newcomer (no-no)
Especially if they're Donatello
They think they're close but (eh)
Then they cry like ten handkerchiefs
I end up playing the role of the postman
And I hit it fine like a scalpel

Yeah, uh
You wanted more from me? (uh)
There are things you can't understand, this is for me (no, no, no, no)
That all these lyrics, if I want, I can also pull them out in a freestyle
That I don't practice or pretend anything to be like this (no)
Tozan, 2020
Yeah, 2020