Viento

Words are carried away by the wind
It doesn't take you away because you have no word, sorry
Honest people are missing in this, for sure
Rap is not shit for you to treat it so badly with those texts
I detext you, not talking about sex
I practice it with the beat dropping good verses
When I was young they told me love was respect
And maybe that's why when I grab the mic I show it
Don't come at me like a master
Those who act like teachers end up losing their place
We were born to learn not to maintain a salary
And, no matter what they tell you, we have to die learning

Oh, respect for the dead
Don't judge your own if you didn't live in their times
It's easy to do it with an iPhone in hand
If the war you've lived is at most that shooting game
I have Hacendado cans in the attic
You're all so zombie-like I feel like in Zombieland
I have no plan, just to avoid the coffin
Empathizing is understanding those who don't think like you
Not hanging out with your group of clowns
Thinking that what you don't think is wrong or delayed
I need a pacemaker or my heart will explode
The soul is important, even if it doesn't always have the reason

And it's lost, where is the passion?
Where is putting the phone down, enjoying the moment?
Where is forgiveness?
Fuck the likes they give you
The beauty is loving yourself without followers
Don't throw flowers at me, I smoke them
I have fewer plays than some
Because sometimes I say things that bother them
Lyrics fuller than bottles of alcapone
And more pianos than in the Van Beethoven museum house
Don't steal more of my time with your songs
Besides moving my ass, I want emotions
I want to go through this life making mistakes

You don't mature because you've never accepted that you make them, bro
Time will make us better, or worse
Mom is not just there for when you cry
Mom will leave someday, being a great mom
And no one will have told her how lucky she was to be born in that house
It tightens me how we are
I try to be different from everyone, I became a wolf
I take care of mine with gestures, not with treasures
Because loving is embracing, not covering them in gold

It tightens me how we are
I try to be different from everyone, I became a wolf
I take care of mine with gestures, not with treasures
Because loving is embracing, not covering them in gold
Fuck them
We did it again
The black wolf
That's how it is, crazy
And you don't, and you don't, and you don't