That Looking Back Horsie - Paulo Soto

Mmm ohh ohh I am Leavin This Place Now, Letting go with all my fears, saying Good-bye to the memory I hold dear. I can finally breath again, it It's a new day fair well past, as I close this chapter I set as Free at last. I made up mind there's no turning back the past is Behind there's no turning back I'm looking forward Not behind I 've made a decision to give you my Life. (whoo) ohha and there's no looking back and There's no lookingg back. Every step I take is new, I found Courage to go on, though it's rough Sometime I still have to be strong (ohhh) I may have to walk alone, But the one Who lives inside, me is always there to comfort and to Guide. I can see the sun coming through the clouds, lift my Heads cause I'm alright now, I can shout about it I can laugh about, I can talk about it. Ohhhhh Woah Ohhhhhhh Woah Ohhhh Woah says there's looking back say no ohh Oh oh ohhh wohhhaa I can see my way out yes! Said there no looking back say no looking backkkk Yea

Yeah, I count the minutes down Every day 'til five o'clock I hop up in my old truck I tear out of the parkin' lot Yeah, I've got big plans tonight I been waitin' all day long It's become an old routine Yeah, girl, since you been gone It's Friday, you know where I'll be Gonna stop by that old bar when I'm on my way back home Gonna fill up that old jukebox with all our favorite songs Order up a couple whiskeys, sit down in our corner booth Lookin' back is all that I look forward to Yeah, I know there's a dozen parties And people say that I should go But I got a dozen reasons Why I keep sayin' no I, I'm pretty busy tonight Gonna take out your old sweater Get a hit of your sweet perfume Got a box of our old pictures I gotta get to flippin' through Crawl in that empty bed and And just start dreamin' 'bout you Girl, lookin' back (lookin' back) is all that I look forward to Yeah, I know it's crazy, kinda sad Oh, but it feels so good to hurt this bad Gonna stop by that old bar when I'm on my way back home Gonna fill up that old jukebox with all our favorite songs There ain't no use in lookin', I'll never find another you No, lookin' back is all that I look forward to Lookin' back is all that I look forward to Ooh-ooh-ooh

Must be a fly in here somewhere Well not anymore, heh heh Face this Like water, never taste this Evil, white rose to a racist They used to hype 'cause my mothers face was white and my fathers face blacker than the scene outside a spaceship Flooded with rocks and jewels, crystals shine and shimmer He never let me use their words, "due time my jigga" Never called me nigga, said it's the master's tongue But being black and white, the trouble never asked for none But they all passed me some, fuck it, I grabbed it Both hands in the darkest sun, scribbled 'til the parker's done Grabbed another pen and scribbled where the parker's spun Following in footstops of fathers that were asked to run But not the one who wanted out and so they disappear All caught up in the fam and feeling like they interfere I'm thinking that my great grandfather could've owned my other one And yo, that shit is weird I'm lost (I'm) Wondering my cost (I'm) Telling you, it hurts, (I'm) If you don't know your worth So we run from the maker like sons in Jamaica Heart break, breaker like the sun's an equator We wasted it, before we even tasted it Cities on fire Quite literally The reason nobody's talking remains a mystery My brother's lost, telling him do it differently I wanna take the blame but we don't share the same history I'm lost Wonder my cost up in this space Mixed race, colour on my face, feeling misplaced A waste Ain't tryna tell you how my shit taste Pack a couple days in this thin case, make a move Write everyday and night 'til I say the truth Lose looking for some proof that I'm still in news See, I got it all to lose, nothing to prove Promise the day I get paid, I'ma pay my dues Uh, find the karma Told me I'm from Ghana but really it's Guyana Uh, I'm Coyle Larner to Carner, the birth place of my father's father I don't know the answer I'm lost Wondering my cost Telling you it hurts If you don't know your worth So we run from the maker like sons in Jamaica Heart bait breaker, duh, whatever Wasted it, before we even tasted it Fuck Ay, yeah, can I just get uhhh. You got chicken soup? Nah, only goat soup for today Uh, can I get one goat soup... erm... And then some curried chicken with, Only plain rice Yeah, can I just get plain rice then, And some, er, steamed veg as well please Only plain rice? Yeah

Yoh Ah-ah-ah-ah Real gang shit, yeah Aunque me deseen el mal, yo les deseo el bien Yo estoy heavy, los míos también Billete' en el suelo, en la suite del hotel (yeah) Tengo una gata que recoge ese papel (yah) Yo quiero millone', putas de a montone' (bitches, yeah) Estoy bien así, no quiero relacione' (no; eh) Culo' rebotando, teta', silicone' (pew) Soy un pecador, espero que me perdone' (amén) Yo quiero millone', putas de a montone' (puta', wow) Estoy bien así, no quiero relacione' (no; eh) Culo' rebotando, teta', silicone' (yeh) Soy un pecador, espero que me perdone' (Shorty) Tengo abstinencia, me hice adicto a la code' desde menor Y ahora que no la tomo, la tomo por la cintura y se lo meto cabrón (yeah-yeah) Del país que yo vengo me hizo ambicioso porque todos quieren dinero (yeah-yeah) Porque con él puedo hacer una cadena de diamante' y mi nombre si quiero A menos do' (do'), otra clase de frío (frío) El cuello gotea (two), en una estoy metido (prr) Todo' mi' sueño' (todo') aún no he cumplido (wow) Pero tengo unos cuanto' (que) que están mordi'o (ra-ta-ta-ta) Suben los dígito' (mío), no entran al círculo (yeah) Puro serio en el VIP, en el cubículo (yeah-yeah) Hacen el ridículo (yeah), yo tengo los vínculo' (yeah-yeah) La movie no tiene final sin otro capítulo (prr) Yo quiero millone', putas de a montone' Estoy bien así, no quiero relacione' Culo' rebotando, teta', silicone' Soy un pecador, espero que me perdone' Porque yo quiero millone', hotele' y avione' Vivo como un mafioso, soy Al Capone Le quito el estré' a tu jueve' cuando se pone Soy un pecador, espero que me perdone' Yo soy el más duro, yo soy tu papá Vestido de blanco como Obatalá (prr) Los tiempo' cambiaron, el mundo dio vuelta' Me juré a mí mismo no volver pa' atrá' (yeh) Buscando el tesoro, me siento un pirata Mi código es la lealta' (yeah, yeah) Los ojo' abierto', pendiente a las rata' Por si ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta (prr, prr, prr) El negocio gira en torno a un mensaje de texto Conocí a unos guapos, pero ahora todo' están muerto' Mucho bla-bla-bla y poco plo-plo-plo, puercos Todos terminan cantando como en un concierto Porque todo' son chotas, todo' son pajú ¿Por qué critican mi vida si todos tienen su cru'? La glock 19 con el láser te apaga la lu' (pew-pew-pew) Pablo movía el perico, puta, yo muevo el YouTube Aunque me deseen el mal, yo les deseo el bien Yo estoy heavy, los míos también Billete' en el suelo, en la suite del hotel (yeah) Tengo una gata que recoge ese papel (yah) Yo quiero millone', putas de a montone' (bitches, yeah) Estoy bien así, no quiero relacione' (no; eh) Culo' rebotando, teta', silicone' Soy un pecador, espero que me perdone' (amén) Yo quiero millone', putas de a montone' (puta', wow) Estoy bien así, no quiero relacione' (no, eh) Culo' rebotando, teta', silicone' Soy un pecador, espero que me perdone' (pu-pu-pu) Ah, soy de la generación que hace dinero Los mochadores que están en la banca (yeh) Los que portaron el trap venezolano como Gucci me lo hizo en Atlanta (Gucci) Por mi éxito en la calle, sin dañar a nadie, hasta me gané un par de enemigos (ey, yeh) Sí, sigo partiéndola, quieren acabar mi carrera y ninguno puede conmigo (no) Y dígame ese caso, ¿es que quieren que le revivan su carrera? (yah, yah, yah) Dicen que se les cambió la moneda y a mí ya hasta me da calihueva Nigga, porque en vez de estar mamándolo, pendiente a lo mío por lo tuyo josean (josean) No es culpa mía si lo tú yo no pega (brr) Mejor deberían buscar quien les escriba los tema' (pu-pu) Ja, ja, ja Tamo' expuesto' pa' hacer billete', hermano Háblale