Pólvora

Call me a murderer, give me life imprisonment
Well, I'm gonna massacre this rhythm with these lyrics
I have to make them clear so they quiet down
The bullets I carry are not the toy type

I live for the gunpowder
Russian Roulette, raffle
The rabies is a disease
That makes them hallucinate
I live for the gunpowder
Prro-prro, gunpowder

Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer
Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer
Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer

Rude girl, shoot them up
Rude girl, shoot them up
Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer

If you don't want enemies, you shouldn't shine
Because the one who shines is the one everyone always wants to see fail
They preach what they don't practice, and this is what I sing from the heart
Mate, wait, you are my son; son, clap
Now clap, now clap
'Cause the killer's on the track
Now clap, clap, clap
For the leagues yes, leagues do not give

Because I live for the gunpowder
Russian Roulette, raffle
The rabies is a disease
That makes them hallucinate
I live for the gunpowder
Prro-prro, gunpowder (rrra!)

Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer
Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer (I'm the rude girl)
Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer ('cause I am the rude girl)

Rude girl, shoot them up
Rude girl, shoot them up (rude girl)
Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical killer

I am the rude girl
'Cause I am the rude girl
Rude girl, pull-up
Rude girl, shoot them up
Rude girl, shoot them up
Musical kille-
Rude girl, shoot them up
Rude girl, shoot them up
Rude girl, shoot them up
(Musical killer)

Prro-prro, gunpowder (Rrra)