SR De Los Cielos

'Tamo always high, ah
Hey

I-I-I'm always on a plane like Mr. of the Skies
Every time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio or at the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't cling
I'm always on a plane like Mr. of the Skies
Every time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio or at the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't cling

These bastards can't know how we move
I got crafty when I was in ninth grade
A buddy of mine brought a gun to shoot another
And I said: Give it here and we'll talk it out
Don't try to go against my word
Or you disappear, abracadabra, rra!
I knocked on doors and nothing
Don't be surprised when they open up
Bastard, mine don't talk, they just execute
I'm on top of these beats, I'm damn good
Let another Myke Towers be born to overshadow Myke Towers
Honestly, that's the least of my worries
How do you feel? I feel better than ever
Does it bother you that they ask me so many questions?
These bastards don't make one even if they come together
Sons of bitches in case they're looking for me

I'm always on a plane like Mr. of the Skies
Every time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio or at the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't cling
I'm always on a plane like Mr. of the Skies
Every time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio or at the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't cling

Hey
If I travel on a private jet, I feel like Amado
You don't have yours, so drop the tough act
The coke is sold and I'm not the one inhaling it
My music is for all the whores and all the bloodthirsty
Keep imagining enemies
I have a bisexual stick that hasn't come out of the closet
Whoever is looking for it won't even do a novena
They call me Michael Ear, I'm from Mario's neighborhood
I land and that's for Caimito, Quintana
I always tell mine that the joking never ends
These bastards confuse the sheep with the goats
I'm multiplying, I never let go of the board
Snitch, you know damn well who's talking to you
They're saying the street is mine now, don't play dumb
Your favorite baby wants to be my employee
To give me a blowjob while clearing her mind

I'm always on a plane like Mr. of the Skies
Every time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio or at the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't cling
I'm always on a plane like Mr. of the Skies
Every time I close the circle more
I don't want fakes in the studio or at the burial
Life is one, that's why I don't cling, nah