Porque La Demora

(It's WICKED OUTSIDE)

What's the hold up? What's the hold up?
What's the hold up? What's the nutty one?
What's the coconut one? Going crazy again
Here I am singing, knocking down two, three

And like in Warzone, I tuned the rifles
The street's been sad since I haven't been seen
When am I coming back? Well, I already dropped
So hold on tight, two, three, four, six

I was in the air, enjoying the ride
That damn kid, just nineteen years old
The one they couldn't take down, and everyone talked about
But very few, or nobody, ever reached him

There are more highs than lows, and that's been clear
As above, so below, it's pretty obvious
With the same shine and drip, I’ve never changed
With the law of attraction, all the wrongs achieved

I enjoy the bad, and that's what I get
With stacks of cash, I go wild
From the H, wherever I want, watching the stars
I keep giving and giving, and I don’t roll with just anyone

Calm and not simple, 'cause I carry the ice
I don't give a damn what they think, I don't want humility
I don't play the fool, but it's been noted
That even though they’ve tried, they’ve never taken me down

And I keep being the most taken down
Calm, I don’t smoke a joint
Better pass me the bag so I can roll
To the right, with Charly, here I am

What's the hold up? What's the hold up?
What's the hold up? What's the nutty one?
What's the coconut one? Going crazy again
Here I am singing, knocking down two, three

And like in Warzone, I tuned the rifles
The street's been sad since I haven't been seen
When am I coming back? Well, I already dropped
So hold on tight, two, three, four, six

What does it matter? If you see me packing heat
The turf is hot, and I don’t care
I don’t leave my damn house
And just so you know, here, I’m the Nata

We left home chasing a dream, and I made it
And here I am higher than the damn Alps
Some Louis V Swarovski, I step on them everywhere
I have several houses just to crash

I buy several cars when stress hits me
I got happy when I wheeled a bike
How easy it is to forget, I never helped them
Sent them to Neptune, and today I took them down

I was in the air, enjoying the ride
That damn kid, just nineteen years old
The one they couldn't take down, and everyone talked about
But very few, or nobody, ever reached him

What's the hold up? What's the hold up?
What's the hold up? What's the nutty one?
What's the coconut one? Going crazy again
Here I am singing, knocking down two, three

And like in Warzone, I tuned the rifles
The street's been sad since I haven't been seen
What am I coming back? Well, I already dropped
So hold on tight, two, three, four, six