McAfee Lyrics English Translation by Midas Alonso
I need a break, a cross
Crucifying myself, cousin, since I was born
You and I in a war like Antifas and Nazis
War of weapons, Senegalese with Uzis
Dominicans smoking a joint on bikes
Villalba looks like Memphis
A Jeep passes, sounds like Gaddafi
Grandmothers and their crosswords
They only remember God when they’re in the ICU
I cut the flight of my butterflies (I cut them)
I bet 200 on Berrettini against Monfils
The bid is going up, Al-Khelaïfi
Leaves me at the Alfil Theater, the Cabify (Uber)
I light up the Chesterfield
With Eddie Murphy’s face
Going to Arriondas with Domin in a Ford Fi-
On the way back, a taxi brought us, for free (Aquasella)
*** codes in Goofy’s drawings
Drinking Guinness on ivory
With you in a loft, making love until the wee hours
Lust and lo-fi
The trip and the vice, paid by Spotify
You, my Melanie Griffith, me your Peter Griffin
Everything seemed difficult
Until CR7 fine-tuned his magic at Anfield (CR7)
Not even David Copperfield
In Barcelona, McAfee committed ***, I don’t trust
I don’t trust, even though they say so (I don’t trust)
Only with a Beefeater, like every weekend
Drinking endlessly, like Barney (Like Homer)
A couple of shots with Yaisi
Takes me to the Chinese, to borrow money from Rafi
To manage the area with my main man Feat (The damn Feat)
I pet Yuva’s dog, an American Staffy
Extending credit to friendships, they want to pull a Scofield on me
Abusing my trust, informants, street ***, traffic
They go out to the street, another day at the office (Fifa Street)
Dirty jobs, murders they say are suicides
Manipulated homicides in buildings
QR codes, Wifi drones (Mics)
Two-headed fawns from Chernobyl
Rifians making kif in the Rifi Valley
Ginobili dominates here
Carmelo Anthony dunking on Anthony Davis’s face, yes
Crushing through the streets
Like Bart had Milhouse, also Ralphy (Springfield)
Remember when we shared the Workbook
Now jumping puddles together in the Blackworks
Brown gem in the throat, as Orslok says
I’m going to Russel Westbrook
I don’t remember the PIN, let alone enter the PUK
The gaze in Oslo, I told you I’m going to Lucky Luke (Boom, boom)
*** in the Roca bathroom, the rock
I suck your ***, while Nukk spins
I light up a Lucky, coming out of Luckia
I play a Sunk track, Omar and Bunk (The wire)
Amelie Lens on repeat mode
LeBron and Wade in the Miami Heat
I have the beat for breakfast as if they were Bocabits
They pull out bars of Bitcoins, let’s see your profit (Let’s see)
Cofidis calls me (dib-dib)
Cousin, we’re in a crisis
I said I was going to be fit this week (That’s what I said, damn)
That I was going to join crossfit
Well, I pawned the Samsung Fit
And I devoured seven churros with chocolate at Serafín and (Eight)
A couple of McMuffins
Your food gets cold as you take so many selfies
Souffi is looking for me
Sofi told me
It’s over (???)