MOLOTOV COCKTAIL PARTY

La semana pasada mencioné que pondría una canción de Molotov pero que necesitaba comparar las letras que encontré en la red con la que viene en el album. Grave error, es mas facil redactarla de cero que estar editando.

Después de un rato opté mejor por copiar la del CD. Es una canción del primer disco de la banda, el '¿Dónde jugarán las niñas?, en mi opinión el mejor -o uno de los 2 mejores-. Se supone que el título de ese album es en cierta forma una burla al título de un disco de Maná -¿Dónde jugarán los niños?-.

La canción, como siempre es la que le da el título al post. Me gusta la rola, a ver que les parece.

MOLOTOV - MOLOTOV COCKTAIL PARTY

I'll rip you head off // then i'll defecate down your neck // you better alejate because I don't give a heck

You can't understand how I kick my lingo // you better step back'cause here comes the crazy gringo // in your face, that's right, I'm freestylin' // doing it with ease, all the while your tryin'

To be like me, I can understand // why you can't be your own man // people try to get with the style I got // Don't you known I'm doing it without coke or pot // I'm naturally kind a fucked up like dat // you know what I'm saying

M to da O to da L to da O to da T to da O to da V // for those illiterate bastards who cannot spell // Molotov is who we be // M to da O to da L to da O to da T to da O to da V // for those illiterate bastards who cannot spell // Molotov is who we be

Molotov shit is so tigh // much, much stronger than any dynamite // Slick is the way we're movin' // funky as shit is the way it's groovin' // gasoline in a coke bottle // you get all pissed while we turn up the throttle

Plug it up with a gas drenched rag // I don't run away'cause I'd rather le my pants sag // get out the lighter and set it on fire // Watch it as I throw it getting brighter, brighter and brighted // contact was made with teh oposing objective // you went from something to nothing in just under a second

M to da O to da L to da O to da T to da O to da V // for those illiterate bastards who cannot spell // Molotov is who we be // M to da O to da L to da O to da T to da O to da V // for those illiterate bastards who cannot spell // Molotov is who we be

They call us Molotov because we explode on sight // keep on talkin' shit if you're looking for a fight // your mouth keeps movin' but all I hear is noise // if you fuckin' with the gringo you better go get your boys

Cause Mickey, Pac, & Tito, yo, they got my back if you think you bad enough we'll put you dawn that smack // believe it or not what I'm mother fuckin' saying // don't be stupid kid // cause I ain't mother fuckin' playing

M to da O to da L to da O to da T to da O to da V // for those illiterate bastards who cannot spell // Molotov is who we be // M to da O to da L to da O to da T to da O to da V // for those illiterate bastards who cannot spell // Molotov is who we be

Pd. Y por si alguien tiene la duda, SI, me siguen cagando -ellos, mas no su música- por vendidos.