Desde La Sierra (feat. Ardo440)

That's what they told me
I didn't overdo it there, eh
They told me not to overdo it eh
With the Ardo

They told me not to overdo it
But it was known that I was going to drink even the sage
From the Flowers of the Alameda in
Alameda of Osuna of the
Blind man thought he was with Paco Osuna in
San Lucas de Barrameda gives me
The signs make me jump the yield sign
Even if the guard doesn't give in
I thought it was a Zelda mission
The cell phone gave a signal but Signal did not work
In the end I managed to escape, but they want me in the cell
If the dog locks me up I'll write three songs with three Griselda canes (six)

I take the M-30 from the ellipse, I'm hungry and my stomach hurts
I think I'll call your camel and give him a simpa
And if you go too far I'll leave you without papers you big pipe
He's scraping the pipe with the metal of the windshield
I'm scratching my head to open smiles
But only sparks fly
With the kids the municipal officers grow (it was known)
With a couple of colleagues who look like parachutists (sniffers)
Digging along the parachute pair (stop smelling)
Skipping cardio, multiple relapses
Falls due to cardiorespiratory arrests (CPRs)

In Vilagarcía de Arousa he has seen some furtive divers
Looking for good tricks (long live Galicia)
How beautiful life is and how fucking hard it is sometimes
Especially when they give you the cold shoulder (you bitch)
When you notice that you are not moving forward
If I tell you that sometimes there are times (sometimes)
I listen to my voices (let it go and life goes on, little brother)
But I always fall flat on my face
You say you do biceps
With so many tips on the weekends you waste everything (everything)
Then don't get angry (don't get upset)
If you've been seen in four codes (all stiff)
I don't release code

I drop elbows every time I put two to the cube in a que2 (que6)
Peñalara is our K2 (the malicious one)
Playing hangman alone
I've guessed seven movies in a row now
They are brothers (fake ones)
Because they want to recycle your closures into the Martinez Brothers closure
Possessed by I hate models
I am at the Mataelpino (Boalo) festivities
With a shotgun that looks like a rifle (pss-pss)
Managing a stuffed animal with a raccoon face
Eating a Ruffles (ham and cheese)
Dialogues of pure philosophy between Dudu and Charflex (big machines)
Those bitches are coming because we're flexing
Flexicar doing scams with cars

All things in life go so beautifully
I record songs without a shirt and with the drop
I put paper on you, pass me the bag
Leave the leading role to amphetamines and the bankrupt camel
They suck me off
Just like the security guards of Chapan and Valhalla
They insist that you can't wear a tracksuit
Subnormal, here there is only morality before the bramble bush
So much nonsense and farces that give strength and a hamsa
In the jasca, in the fucking chasca
This generation wants to go back to the 80s
28440 the dog and Midas, zero fashions son of a bitch
We are the two rustiest teeth of the saw

Nothing ever nobody and I don't know by whom but not by
Only for eternity, eyes in the key of G
Fuck Adderall, I prefer drugs to alcohol
I see more joints than bread, they give love on the go
They are not members of a gang, they are not part of my clan
The air enters me as if it were styrofoam
They are fucking up a folder by spamming me
I live in Ramadan and I'm less fed up with Instagram
They run if Moha comes and I'm smoking and wet Ram
With the apa puta rap comes home for Christmas
Terrorist, jihadist, soldier from Afghanistan
If they enlist in my life, it is because they do not know where they are going

Come or go from calm to outbreak, from Guada to Alpedrete
Two in silver is a blowtorch and two 07 bats
Fucking drugs, fucking junkies, fucking quinquis fashion
You touch me that I have joints without a cigarette
I smoke green and they smell white, long live Betis
I want to cover my body with graffiti at around six o'clock
Travel to space and talk to the Illuminati
Lower my dose so I can sleep without hashish
Whether I want, whether I have, whether I buy, whether I sell
They treated me like a dog and now they bark when I bark
Who the people were laughing at
Everyone except Pablo
With a face made of Christ and keeping the devil at bay

284, uh
Midas Alonso, Ardo