Ironico

Ironic the one who judges others for their own flaws
So cynical the critic who believes himself perfect
Who will be so complete to be in the right
Thinking they are better by belittling
The rest

Very nice the blah blah blah and not even half done
My singing is what happens in a fantasy tale
The two-faced people get upset when you laugh
Among theirs among mine ironies

Ha!

Let actions speak because words shape
The sincere sounds that drill into our heads
So the mind opens up to what will come out
Respect for silence
What bites little barks

Divine is justice, it collects everything even if it takes time
Gossip is a poison that the sly one keeps
Don't talk to me about equality when you discriminate
Against your neighbor
If you don't understand in your own flesh the lives of others, don't opine

I behave reciprocally
I can't stand shit talkers
Don't point at me, serpent, with your tongue that I cut off
And time here is very short, I presume, critic
Divide, subtract, well, I contribute

Bite the hand that fed you yesterday
Tell what they did to you but never what
You did
Fame is a whore, she even adores you, the sold-out one, and when you're no longer useful, she forgets you, damn bitch

To please everyone, you didn't see who you failed
Judging others' sins without noticing your own
For not improving your mistake, you stayed in that loop
Turned by your mouth into everything you criticized

The fruit that the tree bears, the seed you sowed
Wandering singing firm steps, fluid that fly
I apologize to the fake ones for being their toothache
I rap to the sincere, the truth even if it hurts

Nowadays people tend to be very convenient
They speak ill behind your back, greet normally face to face
Define your feelings, cold or hot
Unstable any lukewarm, good for the transparent

If you do something good, no one will remember it
If evil has been done, oh, they won't forget it
What will they say
Respect is not flattery
My singing is what happens in a fantasy tale

Life turns into poetry, verses that unravel me
Calm, fury, music and its soul
Today it's a big business that tends to be very dirty and I don't care a damn if what I say is pure

Javier sounds

Ss

The fat

It's ironic