Maletas y Paquetes - Almighty, Wise "the Gold Pen"

La estoy pasando mal

Espero que estes bien

Entiendo que tengas a otro aunque no sepa a quien, yo me olvide de ti tambien

«Dimelo Wise»

«The Gold Pen»

Aunque me duela mejor vete

Tengo preguntas pero no contestes

No sigas hablando que te comprometes

Mejor vete con tus maletas y tus paquetes

Yo se que los dos fallamos

Y eso que no decimos todas las cosas que callamos

Que pasa si los secretos que escondemos

Sin quererlo los hallamos

La situación se pone en modo de avion y la estrellamos

Directo al mediterraneo

Te llevo adentro siempre de mi craneo

Pero el sufrimiento solo es momentaneo

Pasan horas y minuto

Me pregunto me discuto

Que yo mismo cuando pienso me ejecuto

Camino sin dirección

Al menos dame localización

Pa pasar y recoger mi corazón

Tú no tienes ni yo tengo la razón

Matamos la emoción de mudarnos

Y tener a la familia dentro de un cason'

Es mi misión

Y Aunque me duela mejor vete

Tengo preguntas pero no contestes

No sigas hablando que te comprometes

Mejor vete con tus maletas y tus paquetes

Por mi desaparece

Se encogio mi corazón casi ni crece

Despues de soportarte tantos mese

Dicen que tienes otro

Pero a mi me sobra to' lo que él carece

Tranquila tú busca tres yo busco trece

Y competimos

Tanto que hablaste de bodas en limo

De corearme mientras rimo

De montarte conmigo a pasear Rhino

De ir a restaurantes a catar los vino

Pero el futuro intervino y se nos vino

El mundo encima

Ya no tiene agua la piscina

Ni el vecino a la vecina

Ni el sexo que te fascina

Me siento como un radio que suena sin las bocinas, dime quien te patrocina

Que ya no cocines en nuestra cocina

Tengo todo y tengo nada

Le perdi el amor a todo

Porque todo en verdad es nada

Te fuiste y entonces me volvi nada

Baby se acabo tú temporada, tú temporada

Y Aunque me duela mejor vete

Tengo preguntas pero no contestes

No sigas hablando que te comprometes

Mejor vete con tus maletas y tus paquetes

La estoy pasanso mal

Espero que estes bien

Entiendo que tengas a otro aun que no sepa quien, yo me olvide de ti tambien

Pero se que tú flaqueas cuando me ves tambien

Almigthy «La Best»

Oye, Edup

Young Hollywood

Bebo El Elegido

Elegidos Record

Los Hitmakers

Oye

«Dile que si no existiera el cambio, todos los billetes costaran lo mismo»

Primo Boyz Music

La Industria De Los Inmortales

I'm having a bad time

I hope you're well

I understand that you have another even if I don't know who, I forget about you too

"Tell me Wise"

"The Gold Pen"

Even if it hurts, you better go

I have questions but you don't answer

Do not keep talking that you commit

Better go with your bags and your packages

I know that we both failed

And that we don't say all the things we keep quiet

What if the secrets we hide

Without wanting it we found them

The situation goes into airplane mode and we crash it

Direct to the Mediterranean

I always carry you inside my skull

But the suffering is only momentary

Hours and minutes pass

I wonder I argue

That myself when I think I run

directionless road

at least give me location

To come by and collect my heart

You are not and I am not right

We kill the thrill of moving

And to have the family inside a large house'

it's my mission

And even if it hurts, you better go

I have questions but you don't answer

Do not keep talking that you commit

Better go with your bags and your packages

For me it disappears

My heart shrank, it almost didn't grow

After putting up with you for so many months

They say you have another

But I have plenty of everything that he lacks

Calm down, you look for three, I look for thirteen

and we compete

So much that you talked about weddings in limo

Of chanting while I rhyme

From riding with me to walking Rhino

From going to restaurants to wine tasting

But the future intervened and it came to us

the world above

The pool no longer has water

Nor the neighbor to the neighbor

Not even the sex that fascinates you

I feel like a radio that plays without the speakers, tell me who sponsors you

That you no longer cook in our kitchen

I have everything and I have nothing

I lost love to everything

Because everything really is nothing

You left and then I became nothing

Baby your season is over, your season

And even if it hurts, you better go

I have questions but you don't answer

Do not keep talking that you commit

Better go with your bags and your packages

I'm having a bad time

I hope you're well

I understand that you have another even if I don't know who, I forgot about you too

But I know that you falter when you see me too

Almighty "La Best"

hey edup

Young Hollywood

I drink the chosen one

Chosen Record

The Hitmakers

Hey

"Tell him that if there were no change, all tickets would cost the same"

Cousin Boyz Music

The Industry of the Immortals