PUAJ (sesión)

With delirium, I counteract
This flat plane that I detest
I give my head to a basket
Don't test me, I won't answer

DS3 represents
A stone throw at those false monuments
A hug and a moment that immortalize
Like our signature in the cement

Here every encounter is romanticized
Because amidst laughter we elude time
Each brother is my teacher

You can't live between the after and before
There's nothing worth such stress
Remember, there's no pre or after
Everything happens now, here the party is the moment

And what do I know, I leave you with a glimpse
Wherever I am, my mark will be there
I don't worry about others, they will realize
That in their group there are more toys than in a sex shop

Uh, you just seek to entertain
That's easy to understand
They sing processed crap to make it sound good
And now people choke when there's no puree

It's not a beef, even with a cache they can't be saved
They're just some raps that come with respect and grace
I don't fight anymore if the distance is noticeable
The umbilical cord that connects them with their fallacy

Where I'm going, I don't know and I don't pretend
Today not knowing what I'm doing doesn't bother me
I like to go crazy with the spotlight, let's see
And let them wonder: What the hell is he saying?

This hangover won't let me sleep
And some doubts that not even the I-Ching can remove
What represents me, I keep it to myself
The flag that brings pride, I don't use it for marketing (for marketing)

For marketing
Oh, girl, for marketing
(For marketing)

Know this, there's no recipe if love isn't there
A pirouette won't save you, nor plucking petals
Nor kissing the crucifix or that jug of alcohol
We're all children of self-sabotage

How you seduce, how well you put on a face
We learned to fuck and not to let ourselves be moved by others
We all know each other a bit
If the world is a handkerchief, then it's full of snot

You can put your back into it, but even the bull gets tired
With just words, it's not enough
Everything promised doesn't fill the void in a belly
What a joke, they can't even do it right when they deal

People don't just want bread, dude
They want dignity and the possibility of a shelter
Everyone putting their chest forward and have the right to a piece
Without having to stir hope in some trash can

And now I understand when you were irascible
And said being calm is impossible
If even my routine has to be consumable
And I spend my day doing things that are useless

That don't serve your king or a lady or the law
That are guided by the soul with the calm of a sensei
We must learn to look closely
That, in this cruel world, there's a Cain for every Abel

Uh, I got used to the commotion
Of those who cry if I'm silent and hurt when I talk too much
I have my people who endure me without nonsense
And those who throw negativity are so foolish that it's proud, yuck