Lyrics of Maletas y Paquetes - Almighty, Wise "the Gold Pen"

Maletas y Paquetes (original)

La estoy pasando mal
Espero que estes bien
Entiendo que tengas a otro aunque no sepa a quien, yo me olvide de ti tambien
«Dimelo Wise»
«The Gold Pen»
Aunque me duela mejor vete
Tengo preguntas pero no contestes
No sigas hablando que te comprometes
Mejor vete con tus maletas y tus paquetes
Yo se que los dos fallamos
Y eso que no decimos todas las cosas que callamos
Que pasa si los secretos que escondemos
Sin quererlo los hallamos
La situación se pone en modo de avion y la estrellamos
Directo al mediterraneo
Te llevo adentro siempre de mi craneo
Pero el sufrimiento solo es momentaneo
Pasan horas y minuto
Me pregunto me discuto
Que yo mismo cuando pienso me ejecuto
Camino sin dirección
Al menos dame localización
Pa pasar y recoger mi corazón
Tú no tienes ni yo tengo la razón
Matamos la emoción de mudarnos
Y tener a la familia dentro de un cason'
Es mi misión
Y Aunque me duela mejor vete
Tengo preguntas pero no contestes
No sigas hablando que te comprometes
Mejor vete con tus maletas y tus paquetes
Por mi desaparece
Se encogio mi corazón casi ni crece
Despues de soportarte tantos mese
Dicen que tienes otro
Pero a mi me sobra to' lo que él carece
Tranquila tú busca tres yo busco trece
Y competimos
Tanto que hablaste de bodas en limo
De corearme mientras rimo
De montarte conmigo a pasear Rhino
De ir a restaurantes a catar los vino
Pero el futuro intervino y se nos vino
El mundo encima
Ya no tiene agua la piscina
Ni el vecino a la vecina
Ni el sexo que te fascina
Me siento como un radio que suena sin las bocinas, dime quien te patrocina
Que ya no cocines en nuestra cocina
Tengo todo y tengo nada
Le perdi el amor a todo
Porque todo en verdad es nada
Te fuiste y entonces me volvi nada
Baby se acabo tú temporada, tú temporada
Y Aunque me duela mejor vete
Tengo preguntas pero no contestes
No sigas hablando que te comprometes
Mejor vete con tus maletas y tus paquetes
La estoy pasanso mal
Espero que estes bien
Entiendo que tengas a otro aun que no sepa quien, yo me olvide de ti tambien
Pero se que tú flaqueas cuando me ves tambien
Almigthy «La Best»
Oye, Edup
Young Hollywood
Bebo El Elegido
Elegidos Record
Los Hitmakers
Oye
«Dile que si no existiera el cambio, todos los billetes costaran lo mismo»
Primo Boyz Music
La Industria De Los Inmortales

(translation)

I'm having a bad time
I hope you're well
I understand that you have another even if I don't know who, I forget about you too
"Tell me Wise"
"The Gold Pen"
Even if it hurts, you better go
I have questions but you don't answer
Do not keep talking that you commit
Better go with your bags and your packages
I know that we both failed
And that we don't say all the things we keep quiet
What if the secrets we hide
Without wanting it we found them
The situation goes into airplane mode and we crash it
Direct to the Mediterranean
I always carry you inside my skull
But the suffering is only momentary
Hours and minutes pass
I wonder I argue
That myself when I think I run
directionless road
at least give me location
To come by and collect my heart
You are not and I am not right
We kill the thrill of moving
And to have the family inside a large house'
it's my mission
And even if it hurts, you better go
I have questions but you don't answer
Do not keep talking that you commit
Better go with your bags and your packages
For me it disappears
My heart shrank, it almost didn't grow
After putting up with you for so many months
They say you have another
But I have plenty of everything that he lacks
Calm down, you look for three, I look for thirteen
and we compete
So much that you talked about weddings in limo
Of chanting while I rhyme
From riding with me to walking Rhino
From going to restaurants to wine tasting
But the future intervened and it came to us
the world above
The pool no longer has water
Nor the neighbor to the neighbor
Not even the sex that fascinates you
I feel like a radio that plays without the speakers, tell me who sponsors you
That you no longer cook in our kitchen
I have everything and I have nothing
I lost love to everything
Because everything really is nothing
You left and then I became nothing
Baby your season is over, your season
And even if it hurts, you better go
I have questions but you don't answer
Do not keep talking that you commit
Better go with your bags and your packages
I'm having a bad time
I hope you're well
I understand that you have another even if I don't know who, I forgot about you too
But I know that you falter when you see me too
Almighty "La Best"
hey edup
Young Hollywood
I drink the chosen one
Chosen Record
The Hitmakers
Hey
"Tell him that if there were no change, all tickets would cost the same"
Cousin Boyz Music
The Industry of the Immortals