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NEITHER CARLOS NOR JOSE

Milo j

NI CARLOS NI JOSÉ

Tiro un shout-out pa' los que son seres de luz y hacen mi cielo más azul
Ojalá me hubiesen visto crecer, 'toy más alto, tengo más grave la voz
No tiro un trago al piso porque hay más de uno que fue un adicto
Mamá está en punga con empresarios y yo en el estudio

Pero a veces quisiera ser otro guachín
El más chico, Cami sigue siendo el mismo
Pero hay más recuerdo' y meno' conflicto'
'Toy más cuerdo y menos maldito
Ya no estoy puesto al huss
Ya me fui de San José, no está ni Carlos ni José
Y sí, hubo fe, pero no en Dios, si Él me puso en ese lugar

Casi no toco en Uruguay por no ser alumno regular
Si dejé el colegio pa' josear (no lo hagan)
De a tres días sin dormir (no lo hagan)
De a tres días sin comer (no lo hagan)
Mi cuerpo era un costillar (no lo hagan)
Preguntaron y juré estar bien

(¿De qué sirvió sanar el odio y el dolor?)
(Si en la comodidad no encuentro mi confort)
(Quería ser star y desde que lo soy)
(No recuerdo quién soy ni dónde quiero estar)

¿De qué sirvió sanar el odio y el dolor?
Si en la comodidad no encuentro mi confort
Quería ser star y desde que lo soy
No recuerdo quién soy ni dónde quiero estar

(Lo lograste, lo lograste)
(Lo lograste, lo lograste)
(Lo lograste, lo lograste)
(Lo lograste, lo lograste)
Lo lograste (what’s the point of music?), lo lograste (music is frequency)
Lo lograste, lo lograste (what frequency are we being fed If I play with those frequencies right?)
Lo lograste, lo lograste (I can target certain parts of the mind I can make my music do that)

NEITHER CARLOS NOR JOSE

I give a shout-out to those who are beings of light and make my sky bluer
I wish you had seen me grow up, I'm taller, my voice is deeper
I don't throw a drink on the floor because there is more than one who was an addict
Mom is in a fight with businessmen and I'm in the studio

But sometimes I wish I was another guachín
The youngest, Cami is still the same
But there is more memory and less conflict
'I'm more sane and less cursed
I'm not into huss anymore
I already left San José, neither Carlos nor José is here
And yes, there was faith, but not in God, if He put me in that place

I almost didn't play in Uruguay because I wasn't a regular student
If I dropped out of school to be a thug (don't do it)
Three days without sleep (don't do it)
Three days without eating (don't do it)
My body was a rib cage (don't do it)
They asked and I swore to be fine

(What good did it do to heal hatred and pain?)
(If I don't find my comfort in comfort)
(I wanted to be a star and I have been one ever since)
(I don't remember who I am or where I want to be)

What good did it do to heal hatred and pain?
If I don't find my comfort in comfort
I wanted to be a star and ever since I have been one
I don't remember who I am or where I want to be

(You did it, you did it)
(You did it, you did it)
(You did it, you did it)
(You did it, you did it)
You made it (what's the point of music?), you made it (music is frequency)
You did it, you did it (what frequency are we being fed If I play with those frequencies right?)
You made it, you made it (I can target certain parts of the mind I can make my music do that)

Escrita por: Zecca / Lisan Beat