Letras:
Les Sales Majestes

Here we are In the maelstrom of love Waiting for the calm To soothe our hearts Here we are And don't know how to stop Waiting for the war To end it all

Tradução: Los Reyes de ventas. La élite.

Tradução: Los Reyes de ventas. Nacido a la galería.

Tradução: Los Reyes de ventas. Sin embargo una cerveza.

[From a fragmentary transcription of the sixth Latin edition of the Chthonic Chronicles, believed lost during the great fire of London in 1666:] "O',

You know what I'm saying? Just got out the bed and shit You know what I mean All these crab ass cats Coming up in my face Splitith, rap smithith I'm