Like smoke I go, like smoke I come.
I leave the night, I mark the pavement
and for no reason I travel in time
I think and plan what I have been doing
I mark the day, I look for the exit
take what you want, but not what is mine
everything is part of the joke family
even if you don't understand, that's how my days are
that's how my days are
and It's just like this without my days
[if you see some bald guy standing in the corner
don't bother him]
I spend my whole life putting together
cutting and gluing but the drifts
terror with the race, walk me carranza
the block goes around, hey! That's what happens
flavor! I always walk with son
and throughout the day there is not a single let-up
always on target, arriving, on time, I admire
all the panorama that there is in a turn
because These are my days, complex Maria
I take flight as if it were my own
the sights are set on the table
the afternoon lends itself to walking with the mere artillery
and respond with a lie
to get out of the moment and find the way out
complete I finish with a certain patience
this is how my days are when I step on the earth
This is how my days are
and that's how my days are
As I give everything, I have a lot
homies, carnals, they are all my teachers
and I am never what they preferred
I am what who I am, they didn't choose it
life goes by I follow it without haste
I simply observe what I required
my life goes by and it is not so empty
I feel, what more would I need?
it was as good today as it was later, I feel it
party with homies, neighborhoods without regret
this is not down, it is up to the firmament
blows and blows and I never burst
br/>shade of day, hard to the top
I walk calmly, there is no melancholy
as long as there is rope, I take out the thorn
I continue with the band, spending the corner
This is how my days
and that's how my days are

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