LAS HORAS PASAN II (part. Zxmyr)

(This is nothing more and nothing less than another early morning)
(Chillin' on the block, I never left)

Where I roll, they feel the vibe
The hours pass just like I do
The days go by and the wind carries me flying
Almost like a plane in the sky

What’s up, my dude, tell 'em what’s good
Sandro Malandro, love for the mic
I roll with the heaviest crew
'Cause the heavyweights were born to be champs

Mex represent, I even got hitched
I married rap
Since I started
Sometimes I cheat
With the R-A-P
That’s how I roll, making lots of cash, cash

You see me with Zxmyr again
They did it again
With the hours, I flew
That’s why I came back
I dropped down to the hood
They see me as a stoner
But I’m always making money

You’ll be like life, just passing through (ha, ha), ah
You know how you live your wild life, ah
And these dark circles under my eyes like a raccoon, woof-woof
Are the dark circles caused by double H sleep, woof

Yeah, hey
Malandro’s bumpin', Sandro
I drop bombs like Rambo
I know they want this rank
They’re all just scared little punks
Step aside or I’ll take you down

The speakers keep blasting
I can’t sleep from the cocaine
Better think of a rhyme
That’ll get them trippin' and leave them high

The track’s bumpin', with a cutie
Pleasures and tastes, I’m indulging right now
It’s 6 A.M., my heart’s racing
I think twice about what they’re saying

For this, practice makes perfect, anyone can critique
But few know what it really means
I don’t know who you are, why complicate things?
The heavy dude in case you don’t recognize me, hey

Death’s lurking, looking for a soul
I live among snakes, people who’ll do you harm

You’ll be like life, just passing through (ha, ha), ah
You know how you live your wild life, ah
And these dark circles under my eyes like a raccoon, woof-woof
Are the dark circles caused by double H sleep, woof

This is nothing more and nothing less than another early morning
Chillin' on the block, I never left
The crew’s still lit, the street knows who’s in charge
Warriors like Wakanda, ready to die

(This is nothing more and nothing less than another early morning)
(Chillin' on the block, I never left)

Z-X-M-Y-R, baby
Tell me, Sandro
Hey
PFP Clika
The wizards did it again
The one that slays, yeah
The hours will keep passing and you’ll see us here
With the heaviest dude
Freakin' Sandro Malandro
This is for the love of the mic, ha