He got a sick note, he don't need opinion,
Got a policy novelty for the minions, all out.
No reason to shout about it.
He got new shoes, straight views, loved by legions
And an ever seemingly increasing loss of reason.
But hey, the world has to end some day.
God bless all of you keeping account.
Its about the damage limitation and the placement of doubt.
Slim times for the who where? who why? Who when?
And all the nonsense singing cavalries.
Its your ugly word now.
Conversation indicating self fulfilling prophecies,
If you cannot do, then stay away from teaching.
This inadequacy is spreading through genetically
End the surman, put an end to these proceedings
Woah woah woah woah
Put an end to the proceedings

So fucking late
I am so fucking late

So many things to see
Reality is softer through an lcd screen
Rigged Esthetics and fucking capitalistic dreams
All seem in my reach

Damn I should be flying, floating amongst the stars
My wings are spread and flapping but it’s just too hard
Sun is far, why is the wax already melting, drooling down ?
Lost in this maze, I gaze up to the Milky Way
My ego goes up and down twerking on this symphony
I'm a bird, I'm a plane, I'm a god, now I'm sucked back to mediocrity
How can I be so weak? I'm a piece of art
Sadness has no price for everything else there’s MasterCard

But it's all possible; all accessible
I won't be another sad clown in this circus
But it's all possible, so fucking buyable
Sculpted in silicone anyone can stand on Mount Olympus

In Walmart I trust
It’s just a race for the newest grail
I'll put my lips to each cup, to every vase
I'll pull out the blade
Holy syrup running through my veins
Modern slaves have no fucking chains, I’m in debt

Damn I’m so hollow just call me a shrink
I’m a blank note in desperate need of ink
I’m a wooden doll lacking a spell
A church that’s lost its fucking bell
Possessions for an empty shell
Give me a fate, set me on fire, make me a flame

Let me enlighten the worthless and plain
It's a lifelong quest

But in the end it all fake, lost in bullshit, I pretend and feign

Male humming

Onomatopeia

ES: He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.
Oye salio? el sol
Mucha gente motivada teniendo el control
Hace falta la tierra pero aqui? estoy yo
Mi tierra me llama, taking all for all
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.

Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south,La cosa se pone mejor.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao con flow montuno y guaguanco
Y el negro vacilo?
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.
Oye, groove it baby
Oye bailador, Sube que sube, que sube.
I wanna go back, tengo ganas del volver a ver.
Mi tierra me llama.
Mi gente mi isla que me vio nacer.
Mi tierra me llama.
Cantar con mi familia que hace tiempo me ve.
Mi tierra me llama.
Todo esta listo, vacilando en el week end.
Mi tierra me llama.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar.
Mi tierra me llama.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.

EN:
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.
Hey the sun is out
Many motivated people being in control
Missing the land but here I am
My land is calling me, taking all for all
Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back to dance
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.
Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south, it gets better.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao with flow montuno and guaguanco
And the black one danced
Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back for a while
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.
Hey, groove it baby
Hey dancer, It goes up, it goes up.
I wanna go back, I wanna see again.
My land is calling me.
My people my island that witnessed my birth.
My land calls me.
Singing with my family who have waited a long time to see me.
My land calls me.
Everything is ready, hesitating in the week end.
My land calls me.
Just the thought of you makes me cry.
My land calls me.
Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back to dance
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.

FR:
Eh maman (x 3) Ma belle terre m’appelle
Eh maman (x 3) Ma belle terre m’appelle
E?coute, le soleil se le?ve
Beaucoup de gens motive?s ont le contro?le
Ma terre me manque, mais je suis ici
Ma terre m’appelle, en prenant tout par tout
Simplement d'y penser me fait pleurer
J'ai envie de rentrer
Simplement d'y penser me fait pleurer
Je veux rentrer pour m'amuser
Prenez votre temps, laisser couler
De l'est a? la co?te ouest
Nord et sud
Tout commence a? devenir mieux
Latinos "sortez"
Tumbao avec du "flow" montuno guaguanco?
Et le noir s'amuse
Hey, bouge-toi ma petite
Hey danseur
Montez, montez
Je veux rentrer
Ma terre m’appelle
Mon peuple de mon i?le, qui m'a vu nai?tre
Ma terre m'appelle
Chanter avec ma famille, on ne s'est pas vu depuis longtemps
Ma terre m'appelle
Tout est pre?t, on s'amuse tout le week-end
Ma terre m'appelle
Simplement d'y penser me fait pleurer
J'ai envie de rentrer
Simplement d'y penser me fait pleurer
Je veux rentrer pour