No Tiene Sentido
Midel
It Makes No Sense
Heal, heal, yeah
I look at the fire lit
I'm in the studio, locked in the studio
I'm involved, mmm
Yeah, yeah
It's that I look at the fire lit
Running danger, the movie, De Niro
I don't believe in shots, if they shoot, I dodge it
If they shoot, I dodge it; if they shoot, I dodge it, yeah
Now I get inspired, I leave, my packs, my style
If they plagiarize the magic, it makes no sense
Thanks to clear sound substances, clear, clear, clear
Now I want to enter, I don't know where to give
Once again the opportunity arises
To always be flying with a truth
They're always telling a lie, eh, yeah
How they give quality
How to come back here, just to lag
Suddenly the—, it starts to cut you off
And now who—? Who's going to score you?
I won't be left again, you see that it's giving to the pedal
120 they give again, and that's why that bridge speeds up again
It won't be left again in the middle
It's complementing itself
To feed on its mambo
Suddenly it releases it, it's not missing
Not closing the deals, they're not letting go
We're smoking the candles with Santos
Aiming so high
Now we see it so out of the field
This movie is so particular
They're giving it, they're giving it to the original
Now those who know come out as starters
Now look at us from above that line up
Themes and themes with explicit lyrics
We are the street and its legitimate laws
But why stop that criticism?
Seeing the path being at the minimum
No one denied, no one denied that he knows how to do it and how he outlined it
Each instrumental was not limited, it's in its reasoning
Again he sees himself playing like a child
And that's why they give him more affection
Much more love and again he sees himself lighting another vape
This is for the engine, it's for what exploded
It's for everything he scored, oh, God
Everyone knows what I am and give
Oh, God, I am the blessing of the gift
Now I want to enter, I don't know where to give
Once again the opportunity arises
To always be flying with a truth
They're always telling a lie, eh, yeah
How they give quality
How to come back here, just to lag
Suddenly the—, it starts to cut you off
And now who—? Who's going to score you?