| Hello, bro? |
| Where are you? |
| We need to talk away from people
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| Right now, the ground is sinking, I won't be able to assume for long
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| The madre, everything is fine, I think of her, it's not what you think
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| No, no, there, it's not easy, I resell the C to these customers
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| Tracked not the cops, I'm in the shit and I know that you know it
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| I chain cigarette after cigarette, I think about you and I drink bottoms up
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| The pigs came on Tuesday, they took everything and I told you so
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| Laughing they said thank you, bitch pookie our secrets, that's right
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| If I speak with you, it's because I'm right
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| The daronne cries in the evening when the ferry makes its rounds
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| How do you say they're all in custody?
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| You're the last one they saw, my reuf, come back and assume
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| I'm on the verge of coming and fucking the judge
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| You know what's waiting for you, you know you ate too much
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| I'm in the zone and I need to talk to you
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| Very far from the holidays, the enemy draws arms
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| Dude, if it pulls, I've got my balls and my soul
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| I'll never surrender, go tell 'em
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| What are you playing at, man? |
| It's never gonna end
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| I only have nightmares, at night, I dream of running away
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| Stop being deaf, I want to help you out
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I want the life before
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's not like before
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I want the life before
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| I want the life before, I want the life before
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| I'm not going to lie to you, I'm not well, I'm tired of being hidden
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| I think of my mother every morning, it's too much how she misses
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| Paranoid, always frozen, the first that moves, I point it
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| I go out to clubs to forget and all these bitches are hitting on me
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| They smell the knitwear and I do my yawns and bye bye
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| I don't have the mura anymore, the p', I haven't let go, I'm plugged into signal
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| They took my papers, I can't leave the country anymore
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| Most of my relatives tell me to surrender but I can't obey, eh
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| What does it say to the city? |
| The condés continue to disturb
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| They will never turn off the rain-te, bellek to the hard-workers who want to scratch
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| Take a look at my little reuf, give a ticket to the daronne
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| You're the blood, we're together until death, you have my word
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| On the run, it's expensive, you know, go see it, don't worry, go push yourself
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| Either way, I'm not going to die there, it's not Tijuana
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| I'll be fine wAllah
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| I'll never surrender, go tell 'em
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| What are you playing at, man? |
| It's never gonna end
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| I only have nightmares, at night, I dream of running away
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| Stop being deaf, I want to help you out
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I want the life before
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's not like before
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I want the life before
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| I want the life before, I want the life before
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I want the life before
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| I want the life before, I want the life before
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| I'm not going to lie to you, I'm not well, I'm tired of being hidden
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| I think of my mother every morning, it's too much how she misses
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| Paranoid, always frozen, the first that moves, I point it
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| I go out to clubs to forget and all these bitches are hitting on me |