Toteking — Ya No Me Enfado song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ya No Me Enfado" by Toteking.
Lyrics
Ni si el mundo estalla ya no me importáis ni uno
Tampoco que una cola dé dos vueltas al Corte Inglés
Pa que la Esteban firme libros dentro cuando no ha leído ninguno
Ya no me enfado… aunque Paquirrín no es Dj Shadow
Qué lejos habéis llevao la broma hermano!
Qué divertido es descubrir pa to los que votamos
Que vuestro presidente habla el inglés de Sergio Ramos
Qué campechano Don Francisco en su túnica
Cerdos del hemiciclo abucheando a lo Hooligan
Ya no me importan, le pillé gustillo al trauma
Esa extraña sensación de estar quemao, y seguir a lo Niki Lauda
Con esta fauna, me resigno a diario
Videos Snuff que antes pagaban millonarios
Y hoy los rula por Whatsapp cualquier compi del barrio y te da el día
Ahora no los descargo, ya no pierdo energía
Ni tan siquiera cuando Manu Sánchez
Salta de rociero a progre modernito tía
Ya no quemo brujas…
Ni cuando veo a niños de 5 años en Canal Sur, resabiaos como marujas
Stay away from me!
I don´t give a fuck about nothing!
Nobody cares… So I don´t give a fuck I don´t give a fuck!!!
Me sua la putapolla to!
Ya no me enfado con la tele y sus programas ¿vale?
Si salen a la calle a ridiculizar chavales
Con preguntas lerdas rollo…¿Quién fue Adolfo Suarez?
Y los cerdos del programa… tampoco lo saben
Ya no me queman redes sociales, su efecto
Ni padres subiendo al niño al Youtube como si fuesen expos
Quieren convencernos, ponerle vallas a su feudo
Con su canción del millón de Euros
Y ante el tifónde emociones distorsionás
Prefiero al reggeaton que no me engaña si habla de follar en textos
Ni la derecha me da el rato
Que no hacen na por ti y lo dan to por los no-natos
Perfecto, allá el ser humano y sus retrasos
Si ha confundido la verdad con el aplauso
Ya no me enfado, ni con su pseudopoesía
Que ha conquistao tu corazón analfabeto tía
Paso, de jóvenes en compañía
Con mucha raya blanca pa tanta charla vacía
De ese timo de las quejas del artista
De la puerta de su limo al diván del psicoanalista
Stay away from me!
I don´t give a fuck about nothing!
Nobody cares… So I don´t give a fuck I don´t give a fuck!!!
Me sua la putapolla to!!!
Lyrics translation
Even if the world explodes, I don't care about you.
Nor does a tail give two turns to the English Cut
Pa that the Esteban sign books inside when you have not read any
I'm not angry anymore... although Pachirrin is not Dj Shadow
How far you've taken the joke, brother!
How fun it is to discover the people we vote for
That your president speaks the English of Sergio Ramos
What a peasant Don Francisco in his tunic
Pigs in the chamber booing Hooligan
I don't care anymore. I caught gustillo from the trauma.
That strange feeling of being quemao, and following it Niki Lauda
With this fauna, I resign myself daily
Snuff Videos that once paid millionaires
And today runs by Whatsapp any compi neighborhood and gives you the day
Now I don't discharge them, I don't lose power anymore
Not even when Manu Sanchez
Jump from rociero to progre modernito Aunty
I don't burn witches anymore.…
Even when I see 5-year-olds in the South Canal, you're like sailors.
Stay away from me!
I dont give a fuck about nothing!
Nobody cares ... So I dont give a fuck i dont give a fuck!!!
Me putapolla to!
I'm not mad about TV and its shows anymore, okay?
If they go out and ridicule kids
With silly questions, rollo ... who was Adolfo Suarez?
And the pigs on the show... don't know either.
I no longer burn social networks, its effect
No parents uploading the child to Youtube as if they were exposed
They want to convince us, put fences on their fiefdom.
With his Million-Euro song
And before the typhoon where emotions distort
I prefer the reggeaton who does not cheat me if he talks about fucking in texts
Even the right gives me time
Who don't do it for you and give it to the unborn
Perfect, there the human being and its delays
If you've mistaken the truth for applause
I'm not angry anymore, not even with his pseudo-poetry.
Who has conquered your heart illiterate aunt
Step, young people in company
Con mucha raya blanca pa tanta charla vacía
De ese timo de las quejas del artista
De la puerta de su limo al diván del psicoanalista
Stay away from me!
I don´t give a fuck about nothing!
Nobody cares… So I don´t give a fuck I don´t give a fuck!!!
Me sua la putapolla to!!!