Ovarios y Pelotas

Why write if there's nothing to talk about
(Why)
Why live when you've stopped dreaming
(For nothing)
If you're different or if you like a friend
If you hold her hand while walking, they'll point at you
Many manners and very little morality
We insult those who take too long to park based on sex or age
I thought I could change this
But I'm like the rest
It's not me, what do I care
I also get paid under the table, let me tell you
A shitty song won't fix the world
There's a parallel and another reality
Where dreams don't diminish
I toast with my sperm and a hundred more follow me
The networks control me
Where is my freedom

Today here, tomorrow it can be shown
Maybe the location
They'll still track you
Dad doesn't make music to dance
More like to fight
A life waving the flag of rap
We speak dirty because we know we'll leave later
And so will I
But not through the back door
So little time to smooth out these rough edges
We both want it and no one starts
Don't let them label you as a whore or a princess
Woman, a synonym of strength and immortality
There's no other, show some ovaries and balls
Tie your boots tight
And walk the city
What's worse than refusing to learn
Laughing at someone picking up a book for the first time
Better study to be a lawyer to defend yourself
I think the fear that others might learn and reach your level
Even if it doesn't seem like it, the sea is just a circular puddle
If the jump doesn't work
You can always go around
They lack tact
So here's my rectal tact
You know a lot
But you don't know how to teach