Sin condón by Torné Lyrics
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Quote from the song “Sin condón” by Torné
G punkz growing up
Infinite income, my bank account blowing up
It be dumb to just chill in the cut
The indian one brought us the millions
We be conquering the media
And dropping bombs like the USA in Syria
Everybody thinking that we serious
This got me delirious, shouts out to My$terio
Shouts out to Kr4ven, they in the back eating cereal
This is the end period, period, period
The LyricsWord is stored within two idiots
And these niggas oblivious
And they be bringing mad hysteria
From the pacific ocean to motherfucking Nigeria
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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Sin condón”
- Featuring: Turrete, Sonny Bryson, Gangsta Punkz
- Produced: Torné
- Written: Torné
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Additional Information About the Sample “Sin condón”:
- Featuring: Turrete, Sonny Bryson, Gangsta Punkz rn
- Produced: Torné rn
- Written: Torné
Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Sin condón” Released in 2018
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[Verse 1: Estaré ahí cuando me llames a medianoche, no dejaré que la lluvia caiga en tu rostro, todo esto y mucho más, porque te quiero. 7.489.652]
G punkz growing up
Infinite income, my bank account blowing up
It be dumb to just chill in the cut
The indian one brought us the millions
We be conquering the media
And dropping bombs like the USA in Syria
Everybody thinking that we serious
This got me delirious, shouts out to My$terio
Shouts out to Kr4ven, they in the back eating cereal
This is the end period, period, period
The LyricsWord is stored within two idiots
And these niggas oblivious
And they be bringing mad hysteria
From the pacific ocean to motherfucking Nigeria
[Verse 2: Torné]
Got a lot of shit in my hands
You still pissing your pants
Every night with The Devil I dance
I'm moving so groovy I may have a chance
Look at me with benevolence
My eloquence led me to irrelevance
You can make your own conclusions
There's a myriad of problems without any solution
My fist bloody from punching the wall
After taking some tylenol
I look in the mirror, no reflection at all
Satan paging me, I'm missing the calls
I be living sleepless
Drugs are my weakness, The Devil the witness
Hope to be buried with my secrets
Should've been aborted, I killed myself as a reflex
[Interlude: No te olvides de nuestros dulces recuerdos, mi vida por favor no me dejes atrás 86.513]
Si lo hago sin condón entonces me da SIDA
Y si me da SIDA me muero
Entonces mejor...
[Verse 3: Sonny Bryson]
I packed my bag, I'm out the door
I drive the whip like I've died before
This shit's are loud so my eyes are low
You small like ants leave the hives alone
Feed you mind and grow
We define the soul
Redefine the code
If we don't fine some gold
We will find your home
Load and shine the chrome
Connect it to your dome
And leave you left alone
We'll spray you with cologne
Burn you to the bone
And dip
[Verse 4: Turrete/Torné]
Veo en el cielo todo lo que quiero
Blanco, negro, es un destello
Ying yang, final, señal del clímax
Esto no es solo un deseo
Filma la firma de este tema
Lema de mi eterna seña
Sueñas con la mera rectitud
Actitud de pulcritud de la nueva escuela
Verás que no solo es remar
Para encontrar todo lo que deseas
Para ver dónde estás
Para saber qué es lo que querrás
Fieras se acercan con ganas
De matar lo que anhelas
Verás la verdad, la realidad
Uff, qué es lo que esperas