Let me get this paper together.
You know what I'm saying?
Now, checking in in the house.
I'm Zaire,
a Capitan de los Delinquentes.
You know what I'm saying?
So Angeles.
Uh-huh.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
I was born in a year and a place to stand,
just south of a bar where it plays a band.
A spot where sounds are claps of hands,
pops, drums, and drums, and screams of fans.
A place where the people go,
where I run the bass go.
Snag it to the bar after counting the pesos.
Order us drinks and sniff the gengo.
And girls catch fire after losing their halo.
Blue light, red light, start to flex it.
Off beating with passion, showing they faction.
All night,
deep thoughts,
clench tight,
feel thirsty.
Born from the cold world, trying to hurt thee.
Feeling of the healing,
slow here when it burn thee.
Hombre, bow down, girls, they curtsy.
It's all night, no fight.
Peace in the house now,
new level of life,
like shedding they blood.
Wow, I feel we float.
It's a rhythm.
Shot glass on tip-fast, smoking it up.
Ghost band, a free man, flip the clip.
I'm free to float around on a smoke of vuelta.
Move like movements, leaving the marbles.
Finish your tonight outside the star growth.
Need a smile, here's one tomorrow.
If you really wanna live,
love,
life,
and follow.
Gente, venga, para enfrente.
Busca rio, ritmo, delincuente.
Es el camino.
Oh, Dios mio.
Ves violento, estilo más frío.
Gente,
venga, para enfrente.
Busca rio, ritmo, delincuente.
Es el camino.
Oh, Dios mio.
Ves violento, estilo más frío.
Mira mis ojos, fiel reciclo.
Tiempo para vida, la vida, for while you.
Amores en la casa, esta paja rasta.
White, black, brown, yellow, reds, en rasta.
Puffer, sip your drink back, si se mueva.
Say when to play, but it's all that.
Se habla, barra, bla.
Con ritmo,
stars on the ceiling,
y la piel en chido.
Cuz it's the place where the magic happens.
Smiles on las caras, y los manos clapping.
Toes tapping, and eyes is rapping.
The center on fire, let's all get higher.
Cuz it's a feeling like California.
Felt sparkles on dance floor, nights get warmer.
Now in the presence of truth performing,
you can tell cuz the dance floor is full,
chamorren.
Gente,
venga, para enfrente.
Busca rio, ritmo, delincuente.
Es el camino.
Oh, Dios mio.
It's like this now, I'm on my knee.
Says delincuentes,
delinquent habits in the place to be.
I be the MC, I always represent the vibe.
You know we gotta fly, we gotta fly.
Yeah, you gotta fly, like this, y'all.
Every night birds,
flowing in the streams of the wind.
Shadows of light,
wandering,
dipping in lakes of wine.
We take off, get high, making love with the air.
We're so wild over the metropolis.
We chant courageous songs.
We form a move, we start for you to belong.
It's so real, you can't kill the thrill.
We spill the vibe, giving you the chill.
Night riders, watching over outsiders.
In dark neighborhoods,
bound to be freedom fighters.
Manifest the way of life, fine riders.
Over the bridge,
here we come,
push up the lighter.
Civilized express, we express the finesse.
We turn Viet with abscess, we progress.
The night birds are burning the city.
We manifest the joy,
we're striking out the filthy.
Gente,
venga, para frente.
Busca rio, ritmo delincuente.
Es el camino, oh Dios mio.
Res violento, estilo más frio.
Gente,
venga, para frente.
Busca rio, ritmo delincuente.
Es el camino, oh Dios mio.
Res violento, estilo más frio.
Read it, read it, read it.
Capitan,
de los delincuentes,
you know what I'm saying?
Nevertheless,
the threats we express the finesse.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
That's how we do now,
raise it up,
raise it up like this.