RAPSINCORTE 52 Lyrics (English Translation) – Foyone

Read the full RAPSINCORTE 52 (English Translation) lyrics by Foyone along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Foyone’s music, you can also explore FELA and MALDITA FARLOPA, two other songs by Foyone.

[Verse 1]
I want my mother in a mansion
How many tickets does the medallion cost?
I’ll hit it with fire, Tego Calderón
We’re not here to play, ready for action
My cousin looks like Sylvester Stallone
He’s playing the drum, pom-pom-pom
Exercising under the building
I don’t ask for permission, nor for forgiveness
I have a mission and I’m a man of the trade, hey
I multiply the profit, hey
I crack my neck and I’m not a physiotherapist
A lot of cardio, I don’t suffocate (Ha ha)
When I talk about vice, I’m not talking about hamburgers
I’m talking about weights, not mayonnaise
I make the headache profitable
I’m responsible, I manage the company

[Interlude]
I’m
Foyone in the house, b!tch
Yeah, RAPSINCORTE 52
How much is left until one hundred? Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I have influence and I’m connected
With the strongest, heavyweight
That’s why you always see me in demand
Everything I have, I’ve worked my butt off
My little job has cost me a lot
Always scheming, never relaxing
What are you doing sleeping? Time doesn’t wait
He who doesn’t accelerate stays still
Hooded, sweatshirt black
Sleeping inside a boathouse
There wasn’t a damn thing in the fridge

I had to go outside to fill it
Do what you must, like Piley says
Here you come to suffer, oh baby
I know one day I’m going to die
But I’m going to be me until my end comes, yeah

[Outro]
Foyone in the house, me
RAPSINCORTE 52
Scene on camera, ah
We’re training
RAPSINCORTE time, b!tch
Me, me, me, me