Padre Tiempo

Yeah

Never lacquering, I always have my gun at my side, yeah
I walk with God, but the devil is malicious in the middle
I arrive at the hotels and enter through where the employee enters, yeah
Security sent to me by the president in the apartment posted

My fans in the lobby are waiting for me because they know I always come down, yeah
They write me their letters, I read them, I smile, I keep them underneath
From my bed where my skeletons are so that they may be illuminated
I have fallen, but no fall has defeated me, yeah

Father time, I need a favor
Let time freeze me for a little while
I came from tour, mommy had more gray hair
I wanted to be Mida', but gold doesn't make you happy, eh-eh-eh, yeah

Father time, I need a favor
Let time freeze me for a little while
I came from tour, daddy had more gray hair
I wanted to be Mida', but gold doesn't make you happy, eh-eh-eh

Don't ask me about yesterday, I'm living today
I'm lost in my head, I don't even know where I am
I'm lost in my head, but I know where I'm going
But I know where I'm going, but I know where I'm going

I don't stay if there is strange energy, I'm leaving
They don't have to give it to me, if I give it to myself
I don't trust, my glopetas have chips, not Ahoy

They know, for mine, I always give it to everyone
So that they can get together, I'll go first
With the same ones with whom I was in the hole
Now we are greased', Kevin Bacon Goiko

So hard, biting, I'm going pro right now
Father time, you're going too fast, please slow down
Forgive the bad, I was looking for food
We don't cut a corner, we follow the procedure

I have slipped, how sorry I am
'I'm human, I have my flaws'
They see the nets, all cute and happy
They don't see all the frustrations and hatred

Uoh-oh, stop the clock
It goes very fast, slow it down like a do'
Uoh-oh, stop the clock
It goes very fast, slow it down like a do'

Bájale do'
I'm up, close to Mars, you've already read
The clock keeps ticking and the fear increases
If you are a pigeon, I can't sing with you
If you are real with me, stay, Quevedo
If you are loyal to me, you already have heaven

A long time ago I wrote my farewell letter
And he just says don't ride anyone on my fuckin' topic if I die
All the punches, Saitama are my students Genos
I'm a HP, but a good son of a bitch
Nobody tougher than me in the world

Breathing less than holding my breath
Flow without expiration, flow without explanation
See how I do it looking at me with admiration
They closed the door on me, but I had the combination
They copy my flows, I'm happy to serve as inspiration, yeah

Life is too short to complain
Father time, tell me how much room to give you
What do I have to do for you to give me separate treatment?
Please help me, don't make me beg you

Life is too short to complain
Stop time, tell me how much room to give you
What do I have to do for you to give me separate treatment?
Please help me, don't make me beg you