Tommy Hill Lyrics in English by DELAOSSA, Easy-S, J.Moods

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And he only talks to the crew behind

their backs, like we're ghosts to

them, a hard beat, the same old cops

a reader, everyone's stealing, they don't

want to read, home with Bugs Bunny and me

I mean the suites, eating pastrami, and I

have it, and Mary, listen, Vega Sicilia

like good Italians, all for the

family, she was bad like your

envy, by law, failure and a

fine line, brothers spending the day

looking at the neighbor's garden, let them have

the orchids, game

bills from the washing machine got stained

by this, all the meat, the fat, I have

to always live off a pharmacy

just like a church in Murcia, something

slower, and if it sounds pure like Yasuní

a veteran but cool, James Bond, and I don't know

what happened last night, I woke up in the ICU when

a mature nurse like Carla Bruni

me, so... and then Hammurabi has that with

the one that I... with that, we walk like a

little dog chasing the bone, the rats, I

don't call the shots, but I'm carrying the weight

I don't know what you're talking about, and here it comes

apply it like a movie, also name-dropping

we started out as healthy backup singers, but we

got high and ended up drinking from a tree

look at the screen, packed with mango, we're

reaping everything we sowed along the way

tell me the deal, the how and the room, and

I'll show up with my boys to make the

exchange

whether I go or not today, he only talks

to himself when the crew is behind his

back, like trapped, we're ghosts to

the useless ones, hard beat, the same old

poor guys are stealing

plenty, listening even to the world's top three

he carried me along, the grinders, I had

the dream

Johnny Hunger, and now they have it at hand

how was it, babe? Good road action from

city to city, they want to know what happened, what

was cold when you've got the

snitches, which doesn't make me look good, the

partners, girlfriends, beer, and it's born for me from

death, how I'm so alive, and I die with my people

careful who you try

to cut off from behind when they come carrying them

to the lake, bigger or worse, pull back even if

I'm cooking something up, tough guy, respect it

I've turned every experience into a

marble sculpture

this is illegal, like

contraband through the streets, like an

imperial eagle in the Grand Canyon, I let

the fox watch me, but before long I make them

sprint, I pray a prayer for them and

bury them in my garden like José Bretón

if you're one of mine, what I have is

for us both; if not, I don't trust you, even with a

recommendation, so I climb out

of my talks, they're dedicated to another woman

to that girl under pressure, religion

when you want them to pay you, I know you

told me he makes three times what

those evils take from you, the leashes

when the new one comes out, he's never seen a

dog all alone that wants a muzzle

until now, as you know, they know what happened, I

when... whoever knows, tell me, we switch

the guard, mind your manners, move forward, stepping on the

fly

he only talks while sizing up the crew, chatter

shovel, like co-

we're ghosts to them, a hard beat, and

you still step into the cut stealing

everything

the party's over

and

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chivatos — snitches / informants

Chivatos is a memorable slang word for people who secretly report on others, similar to “snitches” or “informants” in English. In the song, it appears in a streetwise context alongside references to associates and avoiding trouble, giving the word a sharp, distinctly Spanish flavor.

“Tommy Hill” feels like a fast, slang-heavy street rap built from sharp boasts, strange snapshots, and loyalty tests. The recurring idea is that the crew moves quietly and carries its own weight: “sólo habla con el equipo a las espaldas” [he only talks with the team behind him] and “estamos fantasmas” [we are ghosts]. The narrator distrusts outsiders, watches people who envy him, and says that real loyalty is reserved for his own circle: “si eres de los míos, lo que tengo para los dos” [if you are one of mine, what I have is for both of us].

The fun of the lyrics is their wild jump-cut style. Luxury names, food, crime-film images, and everyday details crash together: Bugs Bunny, pastrami, Vega Sicilia wine, James Bond, Carla Bruni, and “billetes de la lavadora” [banknotes from the washing machine]. He talks about planting and collecting the results, appearing with his children for an exchange, and turning every experience into “una escultura en mármol” [a sculpture in marble]. There are also darker threats, including “los entierro en mi jardín” [I bury them in my garden], so the song’s swagger is deliberately excessive. For an English learner, listen for the street vocabulary around “chivatos” [snitches], “socios” [partners], “fiarse” [to trust someone], and “llevar el peso” [to carry the burden].

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