Paso de Penas

This is the original
Killah Man speaking

And I'm done with hardships, playing with fire burns
Those who leave always come back, and if they come back, it's always trouble
With a grain of sand, a whole beach is made
Never trust the sweet whispers of a siren

And I'm done with hardships, playing with fire burns
Those who leave always come back, and if they come back, it's always trouble
With a grain of sand, a whole beach is made
Never trust the sweet whispers of a siren

And in the
Raga mofin style, here comes Killa Man in action
Stay tuned to learn this lesson well
Feel different without following a pattern
Keep your head high even when you're down
Balance the scale seeking well-being
Connecting the physical and the mental
Because at first glance everything seems not so bad
And the most harmless can be the most lethal
There are praying mantises that attack if you land
Seeking to ruin your whole life and tear you apart
Then things change, other roses bloom
Being equal and bleeding with the most beautiful
That's why I'm done with who gives more
From so much nonsense and drama
From making sure they never stop blowing
Not to extinguish the flame

And I'm done with hardships, playing with fire burns
Those who leave always come back, and if they come back, it's always trouble
With a grain of sand, a whole beach is made
Never trust the sweet whispers of a siren

And I'm done with hardships, playing with fire burns
Those who leave always come back, and if they come back, it's always trouble
With a grain of sand, a whole beach is made
Never trust the sweet whispers of a siren

I want nothing in return, I reap what I sow
If there's little, that little I distribute by my balls
Raw music in puddles, without needing to use boats
Feeling proud that a few enjoy it well
Don't try to deactivate this bomb
Without activating it and I keep spreading my wave
Where are you? So that when you throw me, I don't hide
Long is the road, but I keep going strong
Original Killah Man passing through
Respect is unity, the quarry and the race
If you feel the good vibes, raise your arm
With a good instrumental, I mess you up
In any square
Original Killah Man passing through
Respect is unity, the quarry and the race
If you feel the good vibes, raise your arm
Bri gan guen, bri gan guen guen

And I'm done with hardships, playing with fire burns
Those who leave always come back, and if they come back, it's always trouble
With a grain of sand, a whole beach is made
Never trust the sweet whispers of a siren