Instituto Mexicano Del Sonido — El Micrófono song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Micrófono" by Instituto Mexicano Del Sonido.
Lyrics
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
Yo prefiero utilizarlo para hablar en las rolas
Aunque luego mi discurso sea bien limitado
Y mis rimas sean baratas como que hablo cortado
Za za za zapatito blanco zapatito azul
Dime cuántas rimas tienes tú
Cuántos pandilleros has matado para que te persiga el estado
Que todos los hechos tienen un efecto
Ofendes a un machín que es poderoso
Asi que para tu microfono y vete a tu casa
Ponte a ver los Simpons hasta la madrugada
Oyete unos discos de Café Tacvba
Pídete una pizza pa' dormir con agrura
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El tiempo sigue igual
El tiempo sigue igual
Sigue igual
Sigue igual
Si aún te quedan ganas con ocho temporadas
Ponte tus tennis y saca a bailar
A dos señoritas que tengan bigotito
Pa' que a una la puedas besar
Si en la calle te encuentras a los que insultaste
Dí que fue otro y que le pegaste
Solo lo solo
Claudio Yagarto Selena da igual
Que todos los hechos tienen un efecto
Ofendes a un machin que es poderoso
Asi que para tu microfono y vete a tu casa
Ponte a ver los Simpons hasta la madrugada
Oyete unos discos de Café Tacuba
Pídete una pizza pa' dormir con agrura
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El microfono se ha vuelto un arma de moda
El tiempo sigue igual
El tiempo sigue igual
Sigue igual
Sigue igual
El tiemo sigue igual
El tiempo sigue igual
Sigue igual
Sigue igual
Lyrics translation
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
I prefer to use it to talk on the rolls
Although then my speech is very limited
And my rhymes are cheap as I speak cut
Za Za Za white shoe blue shoe
Tell me how many rhymes you have
How many gangsters have you killed to get chased by the state
That all facts have an effect
You offend a Machino who is powerful
So stop your microphone and go home
Watch the Simpons Till Dawn
Listen to some Tacvba coffee records
Order a pizza to sleep with agrura
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
Time stays the same
Time stays the same
Still the same
Still the same
If you still have eight seasons to win
Put on your tennis and dance
Two ladies with a moustache
So you can kiss one
If on the street you find the ones you insulted
Say it was someone else and you hit him.
Only the only
Claudio Yagarto Selena doesn't care
That all facts have an effect
You offend a machin that is powerful
So stop your microphone and go home
Watch the Simpons Till Dawn
Listen to some Tacuba coffee records
Order a pizza to sleep with agrura
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
The microphone has become a weapon of fashion
Time stays the same
Time stays the same
Still the same
Still the same
The tiemo is still the same
Time stays the same
Still the same
Still the same