TRES CREUS
HOKE
THREE CROSSES
More cash, more stress, three crosses at my feet
Two static a month, this ice, I don't know what it is
I got VV colorless on my chest covering up the holes
I have so many rings I can't cross my fingers
I was thinking about how to shoot with zero bullets
And from all that planning, wings came out
Those offers are better off not being heard
If you reject them, they bend on their own like spoons
Covering my face with silent luxury
I reject the cover for the jomo
I feel free and I just run after the hare like everyone
I go down with the dog and run into the monkey, oh shit
Stuck like a brick, new day, new peak
I'm gonna keep counting cash until I get a tick
They want to mess with my head
I move LEGO pieces like a logic game
They try to do what I've done
That's starting to raise the house from the roof
They want to cover this stain, they're on the prowl
But the boats keep cruising through the strait
I don't complain anymore, I don't even talk
I don't know if it's a reflection, if it's because I'm old, or a devil
But I keep problems folded in my wallet
If I keep making cash every night like Carmela Soprano
Even though most of the time I feel stupid
But it passes when I wake up in this flat, it's the last one
And I can see the whole city like it's the audience
Counting another Monday, biting the bone until it wears out
I check the weight but it doesn't go up
We're prisoners, making shapes with clouds
Kisses, see you in the common areas
(Valencia)