Mono Ve, Mono Hace

Mata Tiempo Mata Tiempo

Monkey See, Monkey Do

Hey and sorry, I spit it out straight
For this versatile show
No one who knows anything, what luck
There are enough ironies

And maybe more than they can be
In it

Bingo, I hit the jackpot, cash, what would be of the day
Green, and how many prophecies, I spend, what I shouldn't
I have, not what I deserve, I go, where I belong
I am, what I don't manifest and today, I find myself with the ceiling!

Where? Life passes by other beings without a name
Leaving a trail, almost increasing the edge

Only those who analyze know this
Those who stare fixedly with a magnifying glass
In all of this, our destiny
All waste along the way

And maybe more than they can be
In it

I come chill (chill), I put on the scale
Pure wisdom and that's enough for me
So many jerks put on the lance
Shooting arrows at a pumpkin

They only know how to beg, they only know how to defend
They only know what, what, what, what?
They only know how to humiliate, they only know how to defend
They only know what? What? What?

They have so much that they only go on foot
Acting humble, and for what's missing
It's a taste of false hope
Of false desire for their wanderings

So curriculum, so not abnormal
They make themselves different and all the same
They kiss ass even with their three pairs
And only mix with phenomenal

Where? Life passes by other beings without a name
Leaving a trail, almost increasing the edge
A fall without end!

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