No Soy Taliban

Here’s the English translation of the Arabic version: 🎶 “NO SOY TALIBÁN” 🎶 Luxury Middle Eastern Corrido Trap Created inside the VeinteUno universe Signature: Vain Duno [Intro — calm voice / dark oud / soft bass] A lot of people who don’t know me… say I look like I’m from the Middle East… maybe it’s the look… or maybe it’s the presence… (whisper) VeinteUno… signature Vain Duno… [Chorus — calm / catchy] I’m not Arab, I’m from Michoacán, maybe it’s my look or the way I speak, I look people in the eyes when we make deals, and if the business is cold… I know how to stay cold. I’m not Arab, I’m from Michoacán, maybe my presence just doesn’t know how to shake, Vegas at the table, veintiuno while gambling, the hand sign… that’s my way of signing. [Verse 1] People who don’t know always talk and assume, “that guy is Arab” because of the way he carries himself, maybe it’s not the face… but the aura and presence, I walk calmly… but my essence carries weight. I don’t know if it’s the beard or the calm stare, but I don’t care what the world says, I look into eyes when I speak, and if it’s business… I’m cold, clean, and precise. I move calmer now, working quietly, while rookies panic too fast, those wannabes shake from one phone call, while I can close everything in one short trip without words. I step out the sports car and shake hands, and if the deal is done comes the brotherly hug, hundreds of “L’s” moved in minutes, another state… another route… [Bridge — soft female voice] This isn’t work… maybe it’s a lifestyle… since childhood I saw it… it ran through the family… [Verse 2] This comes from years ago, since I was young I listened, my grandfather speaking seriously while organizing numbers, from both sides of the family I saw this world, and since I opened my eyes… I breathed it. Families with presence, reserved families, some into business… others into delicate routes, their children crossed paths and something different was born, cold in thought… but clear in mind. What fear? I was raised with discipline, watching calm men move everything with organization, that’s why I never shake when money appears, the one raised among wolves already knows the storm. I don’t need noise, I don’t need theater, I don’t brag too much… I respect agreements, others scream to look dangerous, I speak softly… and leave them worried. [Break] (whisper) VeinteUno… without screaming… without noise… pure presence… [Verse 3 — Vegas / elegant] No, I’m not from the Middle East, not Arab and not Taliban, but in Las Vegas playing blackjack they looked at me strange, veintiuno on the table, smoke inside the casino, serious look, elegant presence, instincts always active. Renaud Salmon met the homie while he was a little drunk, inside the casino bathroom he was fully relaxed, and VeinteUno respectfully offered him some “maicito,” from the mountains of Durango procesado… still authentic. Then the conversation moved to the private suite, dim lights, expensive whiskey, a cold dramatic life, this is what I live, I never needed to fake the style, many talk about hell… I grew up inside it. [Outro] I’m not Arab… I’m from Michoacán… maybe it’s the look… or maybe it’s just the presence… VeinteUno… signature Vain Duno… created in silence… with style… not with noise.