No se que tienen las floreslas flores del campo santoque cuando las mueve el viento
parece que están llorando
A un santo cristo de fierro
mis penas le conté yocuales serían mis penas, llorona
que el santo cristo lloróhay de mi llorona,
llorona llévame contigocúbreme con tu manto llorona
porque me muero de frío
Dicen que no tengo duelo,
Porque no me ven llorar,Hay muertos que no hacen ruido,
Y es más grande su penar.
No creas que porque canto,
Tengo el corazón alegre,
También de dolor se canta,
Cuando llorar no se puede.
Hay de mi llorona,
llorona llévame contigocúbreme con tu manto llorona
porque me muero de frío

i’m the man when i’m in hereits that lyrical down when i’m in hereplace goes mad when i’m in hererun up in your house and i’ll spin you down when i’m in herebetter look down when i’m in herebetter still dope make a sound when i’m in hereshit goes down when i’m in hereget spun round when i’m in hereget bunged down when i’m in here
man child violate ex that’s warshould of thought twice now i’m at your front door like boomrun up your staircase black gloves balaclava no face no caseno charges man better keep it a bars tingshort hair still get a partingmic and on mic get clartingthink its a joke ting trust me man are not martinits ex its onman i get shook like bubbly 3d mc weed and boys its like dudleystrust me man he get tackled like rugbyex in onwe’re straight cruddyif you don’t know learn and studyi’m a fully grown pit for these puppiesthis ain’t no wolf pack we’re mucky
i’m the man when i’m in hereits that lyrical down when i’m in hereplace goes mad when i’m in hererun up in your house and i’ll spin you down when i’m in herebetter look down when i’m in herebetter still dope make a sound when i’m in hereshit goes down when i’m in hereget spun round when i’m in hereget bunged down when i’m in here

man did you flex your chest around xcuz you might end up in a mess tell a man you been
up like me you aint deeper than deep no nerves sweaty palmsthey go weak at the kneeson man better be careful of me i ain’t just another mc
i’ll spin your clart 360 degrees flat line on setman i leave that deceasedthey don’t like me cuz they ain’t like me they wanna like mebut i don’t give two shits so bung a mcman better rally me with no licenceman can’t clash with this titanyou don’t want your face on my mind when i’m writingman can’t fly in this climate
i’m too cold you’ll die in this climateno heart in your chest cuz your already deadi ain’t got no manners i’ll send man to fresi’m letting your shelf fill with copper and leadgun fingers and head cheese and breadstraight outta barking i jiggle evennesse-double-s-e-xmy brother don’t get me vexedgotta nice righty sodon’t think that you’re exempt

i’m the man when i’m in hereits that lyrical down when i’m in hereplace goes mad when i’m in hererun up in your house and i’ll spin you down when i’m in herebetter look down when i’m in herebetter still dope make a sound when i’m in hereshit goes down when i’m in hereget spun round when i’m in hereget bunged down when i’m in here