A.iré - Mañas Ru-Fino, Doble Porcion & DeeJohend

We Still Here Man on a mission Ill disposition Thats the way a nigga livin Looks like I spent my days out fishin Never underestimate the vision Listen Roll through the city like I wont lose Hard to get around when your hearts so heavy So I choose to sing blues from a brand new Chevy Stack into the ceiling And I wont look back Put it on a line for my family Thats a fact Call up my partners and they got my back Flow so tight that its never off track I tried to overcome all my obstacles Theres so much in life you cannot control So I just close my eyes and let go Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Just for you And you too if you could read light Hundred miles speed on the free way Yeah I live life without an E break I feel in love with free silence I never divorced it In a car heading down to a funeral Ugly thing on a day so beautiful This is a shame cause weirdness is usual No bank account You can hit me on a bank pall I wanna say that Im okay now Put my bank down since I came out And you not Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Just for you Momma said: look how big you are Wish your grandfather could have seen you get this far Hed be proud Pour some liquor out for my dogs On my 2 feet Im trying to deal with this fame and loss Critical thing can happen Were just stayin alive You ain't real You be playin' the sides You would sell your soul for money and attention With a day on the job Come on But in fact were still here Tell the world just to come home And switch gears It aint hard to keep it real so chill If you aint ready Why youre tryin to play in the field? Were workin to get here with confidence Shorty can say it for real But Im here for the world Nigga pass the mic Drama, drama with an innocent shot Wht more do you want? Ive given everything that I got Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Tell me what more do you want? Ive been givin everything I got Lets take a shot To the fact that were still here Blow so many along the way I can pour out liquor all day long Thats why I write these songs Just for you

(Ajá Mañas Ru) Hey, veo salir el sol, con un dedo lo tapo Afuera todo igual, yo solo veo trapos Estoy perdiendo el tacto, se va con mi paciencia Quiero poco contacto, pasar de tu apariencia Fumo garro barato, licor en una copa Nunca fue para tanto, menos por una tonta En una vida larga de relaciones cortas Uno no quiere estar solo, al otro no le importa La selva no es pa' todos, menos pa' ti varón Menos si eres presa, todos van de pasón Debes seguir el paso, puedes pagar el precio Quieres comprar espacios, vivir en un palacio Acá las neas se mueren por un palazo Las niñas por las neas que andan en carrazos Canas al aire terminaron en canazos Bailes en la calle terminaron a balazos Noches con olor a keta Me desdoblo y acaricio su silueta Tengo los ojos girando como saeta La miro como droga, es otra dosis de sus tetas (Siendo un adulto a la fuerza Dejando a mi novia por mensaje Mi habitación era un jardín botánico) Mami el motel nos une La calle nos separa La ví y no saludé, Me imaginé su cara Todo fue bueno cuando hicimos cosas malas Pero ahí esta la puerta, no te olvides de cerrarla Soy un negro egoísta, ya no me comunico, Si no contesto estaba hablando por el micro Te veo lejos, mido la distancia en litros Soy un maldito adicto a mierdas que no necesito Vivo rayado como disco en torna Mis fantasmas del ayer han vuelto a tomar forma Son pensamientos que en ansiedad se transforman Amo las flacas pero vine a armar la gorda Camino por la sombra, no puedo con el mundo Debo ser un adulto, portarme como uno Pero soy inmaduro, siempre me doy más duro Tú solo sé feliz, que el resto yo lo asumo (El amor no es matemático Siendo un adulto a la fuerza)