Pájaro Pájaro (feat. J Roldan)

Bird, I've always been a bird
Trying to fly high to see myself better
They are little things from the past that I did by mistake
Crying to mom, begging for forgiveness

My eyes have shone on their own, I've never needed money
I've been thirsty and haven't asked for water
And even what they offered me from the blessed
When you're locked up, what is appreciated is a visit (thank you)

For the bad life, suffering is something so vital
I've seen so many bad things that even the beautiful ones weaken me
And even though I try to avoid levitating
But this shit is my kryptonite

Long live your thong, cinnamon from your little friend, El Canelita
They wouldn't let me in because of my looks
Not even because in the middle of the place I put on tips (what I did)
Now things are different, we go in flip-flops and they invite us

Now in plastic they try to paint me
The little children of the teachers from my generation (from '92)
The kids from the town ask me for advice
And I give it to them while inviting them for some joints

You know that your half is my half
Don't ask me again how I am, nor about such (nor which)
They try to imitate me, and that's good (that's good)
But you can't sprint in the mud (you can't)

They try to imitate me until they crack with the metal
This is Metal Gear Solid, Heavy Metal (Heavy Metal)
The goal is heavy (Heavy, heavy)
The Fenta will be heavier, it will be lethal

This is not ketamine, there will be zombies in Carmen for sales (my tana)
I've already seen some in Balde all bent over
Without shoes tying their laces in slow motion
Don't make your mother suffer

You left her crying to please your partner (fool)
Everything is also seen from the top
Everyone will be with you eating oysters (and barnacles)
Thinking this is The Cosa Nostra

But who will be with you when the vultures eat your scabs?
I'm not the toyaco rapper from your neighborhood
You'll know that among one thing and another
I've traveled half of Spain looking for samples

Looking for slices, many descents
Enjoying the air, but more slopes (beatings)
Adjustments for misadjustments of accounts
You have set up a circus in rap that already looks like a role-playing game

I've seen a lot of Harry Potter, a lot of Ron (Malfoy)
Rin-rin, run-run (run-run)
The little birds are in the Vikings and in the town of Ferrol
I always find the good nougat

Mantecón de mozarrón (sugar)
There are things in the past that I did by mistake
I've already asked my friends and family for forgiveness
Let's see what you think, asshole

If you have to ask for forgiveness, do it, little brother
Don't hold back

A bird, I've always been a bird
Trying to fly high to see myself better
They are little things from the past that I did by mistake
Crying to mom, begging for forgiveness

A bird, I've always been a bird
Trying to fly high to see myself better
They are little things from the past that I did by mistake
Crying to mom, begging for forgiveness