world affairs | March 19, 2026

Granuja Rapiña Lyrics English Translation

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Another beat I've already left

I have to leave now

I'm so sorry Jeva, your skate slipped

It's escape from here

He is the one who kills for you

You spin the roulette, you'll bet on me

bastards buy me problems

Me spending on drinks

What I bring with me

Time says 'be careful who you get close to'

And those are X, they are not aspirin

With rear window vision

Bareta smoke and teeth that clench at night

For blessing penca behind the doors

For protection, secret exits, yeah

Cousin, no jewelry

Smoking like a detained whore all day

I know they are cold

Today I watch my back in case they come back resentful

two milligrams

Cats ask for two thousand for a bouquet

We saw the millennium change

Tell me, are you still waiting for miracles

More cement than tree

I eat water I leave

There are leaks in every house

A drop drop saves

They charge with motorcycles outside

They study you double weapon

With the one you least believe

The bomb commands

They know what time the Grim Reaper passes

There is no balance

My faith for my friends is gone

How my friends left

But so what?

The night alone looking towards the wall

talking to me about you

Imagining a glass

I sleep four hours

They ask what I am, only in dark circles do I give myself away

My life has been an eight since before I was eighteen

Until this time

I wasn't born in Tennessee

I'm not taking Hennessy

You don't catch me, you like this, I know you do

I grew up in a land where I know I went crazy

So don't fuck with me, I deserved all this

Memories, that's what remains

Because money and things go away

The world rolls

And it's not a pepa even if it's a paisa, it's not an arepa

I will make peace with myself

Because I am the person with whom my mind most disagrees

You don't make my lyrics even in your dreams

Better light a log

Start and more effort

Damn plunder

Take the performance

It shows because you have devices and raw materials

And anyway, you still don't own it

Protection for your embarrassing style

My dirty rap

You are watching a lot of movies

And you think you are dangerous

It's not the same as saying 'what the hell are you doing?'

To 'what are you doing bitch?', don't be rude

Yeah, I come rolling smooth like the Bugatti

You can't find that animal even on safari

Here the class does not go in the panache

If we all come from the land of the tree tomato

Mateo Marú is on the stereo

And the ampere rises

Life is not so serious, it is serious

But my soul is broken

Since I saw mom cry for my grade delivery

I will have to be surrounded by women

No money for motels

They stung like CVRs

They never caught me as a pig

When I kissed them, they didn't wipe with the back of my hand

I'm the one with the dirty raps

Pressed like pine that doesn't give a damn about your league

Do not offer flat if you do not want edge

I've got style by the pound, ten threads per kilo, cousin

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