Fondo Perdido Lyrics (English Translation) – Beny Jr

[Intro: Bruce Buffer & Mike Tyson]
And now (Hahaha)
This is truly the moment we’ve all been waiting for. It’s time… presenting the undisputed heavyweight champion of the world, Iron Mike Tyson

[Saying]
We’ll take off your clothes, we’re not designers (Wait)
I lift the bike like a rider
Jumping, it looks like Taylor (I’m coming, I’m coming)
I’m coming with wolves that eat dances
Do you want to come? Well, try (Prr)
From Florida it comes for the friars (Pa-paw)
As a Marine, a soldier

And for the missions, my name is “Kayler” (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 1]
Trailers pass the boat (Boat)
Or else, stealthily in the woods
Change your face, you’re not a bad boy
To kill you, then I noticed (Ha)
She tells me: “Let’s go to the hotel”
Looking at me, she makes me provoke
Move my ass so I can whip it
She wants to make me like a coyote (Okay)

[Chorus]
My ban— doesn’t run (Run)
And if thunder sounds, may God help you (-run)
I’m a soldier, I erased your boss (I erased)
I’m with the Ca—, since the minors
From the grams We go to the melons (-lone)
They stay tongueless, lickspittles
You’re not tougher for having millions
They want to have dealings with me
But first we go through the O—
Cie— for a show, — lost fund
I nail them alone—
Never high, I always go low (I go low)

With the burger like a cowboy (Pi-pi)
Through Barcelona with a Honda
Through Germany I go with the Royce (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I don’t compete with these toys

[Verse 2]
—With the BJ, Iniesta plays like Oka Jay
When I run away I feel like Ney
If they ask for war, I feel like a king
I go home but without keys
I mock the statute of the law
I’m fond of the bug, you press play
I have two idiots, I don’t play Play (No)

[Saying]
We—, we’ll take your clothes off, we’re not designers (Skrrt, skrrt)
I lift the bike like a rider
Jumping, it looks like Taylor now
I’m going with wolves that eat the dances
Do you want to come? Well, try
From Florida comes for the friars (Grr)
As a Marine, a soldier
And for the missions, my name is “Kayler” (Pa-Paw)

[Chorus]
Cie— for a show, — lost fund
I nail them alone, Moscow
Never high, I always go low (I go low)
With the burger like a cowboy (Cowboy)
Through Barcelona with a Honda
Through Germany I go with the Royce (Haha)
I don’t compete with these toys
My band doesn’t run
And if thunder sounds, God help you
I’m a soldier, I erased your boss
I’m with Ca—, from the minors
From the grams we went to the melons (Crack)
They remain tongueless, sycophants
You’re not tougher for having millions
They want to have dealings with me
But first it goes through the O—