DONDE LAS LUCES

A fucking genocide every time I start to rap
Those 40-dollar glasses look so cool on you
Feed the monster, he said, and I started to record
Where the lights melt, I always find my place

Where the lights flee from the sun, we are opportunity
King by hunger and not by votes, superiority
How many facts do you need to have an identity?
My room is personalized and I get paid just to be there

This week I pulled off new tricks, they said
But they couldn't outdo me
I come from that after-party that few fulfilled
And me, like new, I can't complain

I have those grams they never gave you
The note from heaven and I want to kiss it
Maybe it's better to talk about it later
My time is money and I want to spend it

Uah, every time I can, I get lost here
Spending all my time trying to find you again
The lights are getting lost in so much darkness
With so many buildings watching, it's hard to fly

Uoh, every time I can, I get lost here
Spending all my time trying to find you again
The lights are getting lost in so much darkness
With so many buildings watching, it's hard to fly

Now the guy with a beard and tie wants to kill himself
I never had a boss, never went to work
I started to manage my wachin company
Okay, when things got tough
We made mashed potatoes and now we're serving dinner
My kids following in my footsteps
And Bruno who won't detach from autotune

I'm detached from the ground that made this native gem, ah
They don't understand my lyrics and think I'm the one speaking poorly
Baby, look me in the eyes on this damn stage
Do you feel something similar?
YSY A, an experience not a musical phenomenon (who?)

Every time I can, I get lost here
Spending all my time trying to find you again
The lights are getting lost in so much darkness
With so many buildings watching, it's hard to fly

Every time I fly, I get lost here
Spending all my time trying to find you again
The lights are getting lost in so much darkness
With so many buildings watching, it's hard to fly