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He no longer has people, the man always goes alone
He lies more than he talks and talks a lot
Nobody paid fucking attention when the wolf came
And like me, he arrived and took everything

Now he looks, stays quiet, and listens like the three monkeys
Hangs the Kimono, sits his ass down and give me the microphone
Smoke a joint and watch as I kill your icon
Sooner or later, every John gets his Yoko Ono

Oh no, they have a bullet for your head
Because they want to see you fall like the ball in bowling
But if anything happens, I'll get to the slammer
To save you just like Hercules saved Mykonos

Ah, stay calm and relax that back
So tired of carrying that heavy burden
Now, just roll another joint
Then enjoy the trip until the high wears off
(Or call Glovo)

And if you call me and I don't answer
It's because I'm doing important things like
Money, it's a language we all understand
Hey, Chinese, Europeans, Latinos, and Moors

You keep repeating everything like a damn parrot
I keep dressing in sportswear, screw Polo
If I ever wear expensive clothes, it's because I stole them (what?)
Some for pleasure and others because if not, I don't eat, fool

Word!