Junior H - OTRO AMOR (English Translation)

Lyrics

[Intro] What you doing, man? [Verse 1] Smoking blunts on the couch cuz I like the way it makes me feel Spend my time in the house, interaction doesn't seem real I hate America, so I slang and deal And all I really care about is my next meal I grew up eating meat, I was told it was wrong But I have to keep eating it if I wanna stay strong I was told hard work would bring me to success But if you do the labor, your paycheck is less Most girls won't do romance without a drink It doesn't take a shrink to figure out what that makes me think American existence based on values of telеvisions: Dad jokes, sexy lies, racial divisions Sociеty is led by technology Existence outlined in chronologies Apology's the basis of relationships What you compromise decides character and grit The weed is kicking in, and I'm checking out I need time to decide, peeling feelings in the route I want to be taken, I'm lost in confusion My mind is breaking, the past is an illusion The future a mirage, working out at my garage My feelings come in spurts, intense like a barrage Creeping on the low in my ride feeling high Fuck a bitch even if she sly [Hook x2] I need more cash and it's time to go More and more, I'm feeling tore Young G, baby, back in the spot Training time remaining, check out what I got, biatch! [Verse 2] Respect is the poor man's shackle Humans lie in ruins, spectators watch men grapple Physical dominance, the name of the plane Deceit of profit sharing is the aim of the game A rat race industry's form's a maze Of houses and businesses where working men blaze Weed is the seed of the fruit of insecurity Greed we may feed is the loot of measured purity Worry me not, listen to my confidence Experience in training from my list, I'm dropping bliss Cuz it seems to have no purpose, set to confuse me Worse in my verses, the new world man gets woozy Morphine, valium, happy pills and vicodin You don't have to go back in time to see me strike again Incite open spectrums, spectrums defy The only time I feel OK is when I'm way too high In my words of cluttered visions, mumble cuz I'm humble Ride within decision yet I'm ready to rumble Tumble trampoline, motionless danked Stumble all loaded to the bank [Hook] I need more cash and it's time to go More and more, I'm feeling tore Young G, baby, back in the spot Training time remaining, check out what I got, biatch! [Bridge] Morphine, valium, happy pills and vicodin You don't have to go back in time to see me strike again Morphine, valium, happy pills and vicodin You don't have to go back in time to see me strike again [Hook x2] I need more cash and it's time to go More and more, I'm feeling tore Young G, baby, back in the spot Training time remaining, check out what I got, biatch!