Una Resaca Mas

I'm not going back to Bber
That's what I said last time
And here again holding this wall
Telling him that it all started with a
Very bitter beer
And put an end to so much injustice
We ended up assimilating what some left us
Without being threatened, they blessed me
For being an intellectual artist of sin
In this state, joy will not remain here
I will continue drowning my sorrows
So save yourself who can

Sir sober this is to inform you
That the world is not ending
And I plan to get drunk
In this state everything
It seems embroiled
Now judge me as I laugh and applaud
You are very kind
Let's not party, the night is long
Life without an intern is still bitter
I call happiness, it hangs on me
And I return to Bber from this poison
From time to time
It is good to believe
That it was all a bad dream

A dream in which I wake up just
When the best will begin
Now I'm trying to understand the fantasy of my sobriety
And we don't complain when everything is going to end
Because like a good memory
These drunks never leave
And we take into account again
That fun became an obligation
We all run away from boredom
These legs are fermented
Accustomed to stones
Because each drink is offered according to the inspiration

They took over the palace of justice
Give us a glass and we'll drink gallons of justice
And without palaces we toast to failure
Heartbreak and all that
What makes us clumsy or strong in the long run
If life is a yawn, the flesh is the one who belches
If the world is a handkerchief AlcolirykoZ in a flu
Listen to pure music and order the tapa afterwards
Do not consume adulterated RAP
It leaves them blind

Adulterated and blind reason remains
And much more interested
Because I only bring pennies of nothing
Others try
Not to consume so much life
Who knows, that's not the vice
What else kills vine
Laughter, anger, emotions multiply
The only one that gets complicated is this lava
Maybe that's why I never
They believe these crazy people
Who wanted to forget anguish
But conscience took pictures of them

It is freedom that intoxicates me
And this is another hangover
And vaa

It is freedom that intoxicates me
And this is another hangover
And vaa

I sit down with my clients
Sad or happy
Waiter RAP for everyone, I pay
As usual
Robbing the bank of valuable poverty
And among the less favored
I shared my wealth
Children do not try this at home
Some people get over the RAP hangover
Others are burdened
Surprise, we don't come from the USA
But we speak several languages
After I don't know how many beers

There were about thirty of them and we continued humming
The depressive
The hangover is still frank
So many things moving
I do not distinguish the end
For which we were born
If today is forgotten tomorrow
With a hangover of problems
I invite you to take the risk
But do not fear
How restless like a teenager my steps are
And to those who said that taking this music was minor
I toast to the lesser of my braking

Stop crying over spilled milk
We are the dispossessed, the hosts
From this evening you are on hidden camera
Say hello
They are watching everything from above
From this lack of shame
It doesn't help me
I feel naked with clothes
Drunks never lose
Because they always raise the cup
They leave on shoulders and without money
And as the knight repeats
I brought you this sad serenade

It is freedom that intoxicates me
And this is another hangover
And vaa
It is freedom
The genies in the bottle
What intoxicates me
The past is immense
I toast to RAP
And this is another hangover
May RAP bless you
Alcoholic beverage
And vaa