PISO 13

DILLOM

PISO 13

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Tomando Valyum, en el escenario hay birra y Coca
Nunca llego a horario, no me rompan las pelotas
Solo rockeo Bapesta, el Dillom no anda en ojota'
Escabiando algo en los lugare' donde te rebotan

Ah, Tanqueray con tonic, you know what I mean?
Estoy haciendo lobbie' como si fueran Los Sims
Bohemian Groove, puta, 'till I get a better deal
Rockeando to' los show', soy como los Dead Keneddys

Mmm, buena pussy, suena como fettuccine
Estoy haciendo mucha plata, Mario Pergolini, ah
Me la fumo en pipa y la levanto en pala
Las mili' aman a Dillom como a Tame Impala

Bitch sniffin' cocainе, me aburren como Coldplay
Si juego no hago fair play, a mi puta lе va el role play
Soy un boludo con plata, ante' dormía entre las rata'
Buscaba roña con gente que si me agarra me mata

Es muy fácil que me quieran ahora que no tengo sarna
No vuelvo a esa shit ni aunque me apunten con un arma
Es noche de viernes trece y nos mandamos en punga
Vamos pa' Recoleta y saqueamo' un par de tumba'

Soy un slayer, player y ese hater miente
Mi plata se mueve sola, es independiente
Tengo voces en mi mente que me mienten, mienten
Me convencen pa' que vaya a matar gente, gente

Soy un slayer, player y ese hater miente
Mi plata se mueve sola, es independiente
Tengo voces en mi mente que me mienten, mienten
Me convencen pa' que vaya a matar gente

Escabio más que Barney, tu puta anda horny
Ella fuma como Marley, quiero brain y no soy zombie
Voy manejando en pedo, choco todo, es un derby
Mi compi cayó en cana, toca el piano como Herbie

La cartera es Balenci y las zapa' son Raf Simons
Mis compi' fuman grasa y no te hablo de tocino, ah
Rapero con el asterisco rojo, Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Bajando en ascensor hasta el infierno, piso trece

Having Valium, on stage there's beer and Coke
I never arrive on time, don't bother me
I only rock Bapesta, Dillom doesn't wear flip-flops
Drinking something in places where they bounce you

Ah, Tanqueray with tonic, you know what I mean?
I'm networking as if they were The Sims
Bohemian Groove, damn, 'till I get a better deal
Rocking all the shows, I'm like the Dead Kennedys

Mmm, good pussy, sounds like fettuccine
I'm making a lot of money, Mario Pergolini, ah
I smoke it in a pipe and rake it in
The chicks love Dillom like Tame Impala

Bitch sniffin' cocaine, they bore me like Coldplay
If I play, I don't play fair, my bitch likes role play
I'm a fool with money, used to sleep among the rats
I looked for trouble with people who, if they catch me, kill me

It's very easy for them to like me now that I don't have scabies
I won't go back to that shit even if they point a gun at me
It's Friday the thirteenth night and we're going for it
Let's go to Recoleta and loot a couple of tombs

I'm a slayer, player and that hater lies
My money moves on its own, it's independent
I have voices in my mind that lie to me, lie to me
They convince me to go kill people, people

I'm a slayer, player and that hater lies
My money moves on its own, it's independent
I have voices in my mind that lie to me, lie to me
They convince me to go kill people

I drink more than Barney, your bitch is horny
She smokes like Marley, I want brain and I'm not a zombie
I'm driving drunk, I crash everything, it's a derby
My buddy got busted, he plays the piano like Herbie

The purse is Balenci and the kicks are Raf Simons
My buddies smoke weed and I'm not talking about bacon, ah
Rapper with the red asterisk, Red Hot Chili Peppers
Going down in the elevator to hell, floor thirteen

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