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Stars apon my face but there's no reflection....
Happy bday yung iki😘💔

REFLECTION

La Culpable

Soft as cream.
Your waters wouldn't muddy a stream.
Just a blowhard.
All your wildest schemes 
They contain nothing at all.

The places you say you've been.
Found a quiet little corner to live in your dreams
Save your plastic pleas.
You're crazy.
Ooft, you're so hard.

Now, you want to think about it.
What is there to think about?
Now that you're all alone.
Sat on your phone.
Just a constant drone.
Now you wanna talk it out.
Always gotta talk about.
What is there to talk about?
You're just alone.
Boy, you should have known.

Summer breeze.
Floating on a high from the bennies kicking.
Pocket full of empty, candid, claptrap.
Outside, mafting, saucer, rat-trap.

It's hard to change.
When you've never even seen your own face.
When you can't decide which one to replace.
And which one to wear today.

Now you wanna think it out.
What is there to think about?
Now that you're all alone.
Sit on your phone.
Emit your constant drone.
Now you wanna talk it out.
Always gotta talk about.
What is there to talk about?
You're just alone.
Boy, you should have known.

Now you wanna think it out.
What is there to think about?
Now that you're all alone.
Sit on your phone.
Emit your constant drone.
Now you wanna talk it out.
Always gotta talk about.
What is there to talk about?
You're just alone.
Boy, you should have known.

When you look in the mirror.
Do you know who you face?
You're never gonna get out of this place.

Talk It Out

Esta canción es una fusión de reggaeton y música folclórica de cuba, lo q la convertiría en la música urbana del país, Miami, Tampa y otros lugares donde residen bastantes latinos o hispanohablantes.

No Me Quemes

Son of a Gun 

Verse 1: 
I met a man down in Juarez 
He tried to sell me his (D) gun 
When I said that I wasn’t (A) interested  
He said gringo you buy it or (E) run 
He started telling a story  
It took all I had not to (D) cry  
Not because I didn’t have any (A) money 
(E) Or that I wasn’t willing to (A) die  
 
Chorus 1: 
(D) He said the love of my lives in America  
So, I’m begging you not to (A) run   
(D) The coyote awaits, my ride to states  
Help me (A) go to my bo-(E)y and (D) it’ll be my son for a (A) gun.  

Verse 2: 
I could tell that this man was no killer 
But that he could see no other (D) way 
As he cocked back his grandfather’s (A) pistol, and he aimed it straight at my (E) face  
I saw his hand shake on trigger  
And the desperate look in his (D) eye 
Good men can do bad when they’ve (A) lost all they had  
(E) At least he was willing to (A) try 

Chorus 2 
(D) I said Some men build walls to keep other men out  
Who the hell are we to (A) decide  
(D) don’t go doing something that you’re gonna regret  
Mister (A) I won’t ru-(E)n, (D) I’ll be your son of a (A) gun 

Verse 3: 
He lowered the pistol and took a deep breath 
I offered to buy him a (D) drink  
Said I’ll pay you to hear your (A) story if you’re willing to listen to (E) me 
Forget the coyote and your grandfather’s gun, I’ll get you back to your (D) kid.  
Let’s have a bottle of (A) whiskey and (E) a good night’s rest, just tell me where he (A) is. 
 
Chorus 3: 
(D) Said he stays with his aunt in Chicago 
I haven’t seen him in seven (A) years 
Just a (D) picture or two, all I have to get through. 
Mister, (A) I miss my so-(E)n 
I said, (D) I’ll get you there or I’ll be a son of a (A) gun  
 
Bridge: 
(D) just because a man drew a border 
Don’t mean that I don’t (A) belong  
(D) To that son of a bitch in the White House 
I’ll (A) be here long after you’re (E) gone 
To the (D) ones that are building his wall 
You can make it as tall as you (A) want (D)  
(A) If it’s the land of the free  
(E) Well that includes me  
You won’t stop us from (D) coming (A) across  

Chorus 4: 
(D) When we landed in Chicago 
(A) He could hardly believe his eyes  
Then he (D) fell to his knees, shot a smile at me  
And he (A) held his so-(E)n 
Yeah, (D) I tipped my hat  
And went home a son of a (A) gun.

Talk It Out

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