The Manifesto

Album: The Mountain (2025)
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    Oh

    (Hey, ah) la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
    La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la (hey)
    La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
    La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la (hey, ah)

    Yo no sé qué va a pasar mañana
    Cuando atienda la luz que me llama (hey)
    Mami, mi futuro me reclama
    Camino hacia la luz (hey)
    (Camino hacia la luz mai, mai)
    I have nothing to lose (I have nothing to lose)

    Dice, ja, yeah

    Crucé la puerta y hoy me siento libre, ja
    Dejé el pasado y me fijé en lo simple
    Solo dame 21 gramo' pa' sentirme firme
    Y yo te dejo mi legado antes de irme
    Cada paso una enseñanza, sigo con confianza
    Tan rápido que el tiempo no me alcanza
    No busco alabanzas, menos falsas esperanzas
    Descansa, como cuando estabas en la panza
    Y despierta, toma las carta' en el asunto
    Para poder mirar la vida en diferentes puntos
    Pregunto, ¿qué habrá en ese mundo que viene después del mundo?
    Lo bueno es que vamos todos junto'
    Yo voy con mis valore', también florezco regando las flore'
    Me llevo los aroma' y los colore'
    Hago que el cielo se enamore
    Y si las nube' lloran, que no lloren
    Tengo a los árboles de profesore'
    Me encanta sentir el viento, subir la montaña sin aliento
    Al final lo que importa es el intento
    Solo me acompañan mis hazaña', mi virtud, mi sentimiento
    Para escribir la parte 2 del cuento

    Yo no sé qué va a pasar mañana (yo no sé, yo no sé)
    Cuando atienda la luz que me llama (que me llama)
    Mami, mi futuro me reclama (yes, yes, yes)
    Camino hacia la luz (camino, camino, ju, yeah)
    I have nothing to lose (camino hacia la luz, ma)
    (Camino, camino hacia la luz, ma)

    Oh, the mountain, it is high
    Yeah, the mountain's sad, so the mountain cry
    Tin god, the braided day
    But the mountain stays on still
    Don't lose yourself
    If you don't stop now, then you're never gonna be done
    Living under your gilded sun

    On the mountain
    Es el TR1
    Ja, yeah, con Gori-, con Gorillaz
    Yeh, desde Inglaterra hasta Argenti-ti-

    Oh, the mountain, it is high
    Yeah, the mountain's sad so the mountain cry
    Tin god, the braided day
    But the mountain stays on still
    Don't lose yourself
    If you don't stop now, then you're never gonna be done
    Living under your gilded sun
    On the mountain

    (Okay)

    Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

    You never seen a killer with fangs and millimetres that bang
    And killers need to be swangin' and still I reach ya
    Y'all aren't ready for death until I showed up
    Hold breath until you blow, the one set my niggas throw up
    How many times I gotta prove y'all not to test me?
    This Uz' can be deadly, slugs move through your chest piece
    It's all reality, beefin' with your blocks
    Got you creepin' with your glock, now you sleepin' in a box
    No one can convince the invincible to be sensible
    Pits in the principal, my pistol won't miss you all
    Why shouldn't I diss you, dawg? I'm Leatherface
    This E&J made me say your DNA's genetic waste
    A medic case that'll detonate, Dirty Harry
    A pathetic taste, a shroomhead that murder fairies
    A recovering heroin addict
    Looking down the barrel with my peerman's eye
    Got this shotgun just swerving at it
    My triggers have turned a pump into a Uzi
    You chumps do not move me, y'all jump inside movies
    Y'all scary dudes that hide behind ya niggas
    Confide inside a squealer and died beneath a river
    My urban strikes a lot-
    (Oh, I'm just fuckin', alright, come on, let's go)

    Let it go, let it go
    Let it go, ja, ja, yeah

    Entro rompiendo la puerta
    Acá no tenemos miedo, le estamos pegando la vuelta
    Paso por tales portales que matan mortales
    Contales que el mundo revienta
    Ti-ti-ti-tiemblan las placas tectónica'
    Suena la armónica, rinden las cuenta'
    Tr1 te saca la venda
    Pa' que veas que la realidad no está en venta (boom)
    Sigo buscando el final del túnel, ah
    Busco esa luz que al final nos une
    Solo los buenos son los que suben
    Las almas levitando como el volumen
    Solo uno más en el cardumen
    Busco la paz todos los lune'
    Soy de los que asumen a su mentira
    De lo que respiran cuando no hay perfume (move 37)
    (Game over)

    You're not alone, you're not alone, you're not even close
    You're open, then you're closed, then you're open
    You're not alone, you're not alone, you're not even close
    You're true, then you're untrue, then you're true again
    Only automatic now (now, now, now, now)
    Only automatic now (now, now, now, now)
    Only automatic now (now, now, now, now)
    Only automatic now (now, now, now, now)

    Slow-release pills
    You take 'em today
    You take 'em for tomorrow (only automatic now, now, now, now, now)
    Take 'em for tomorrow (only automatic now, now, now, now, now)
    Only automatic now (now, now, now, now)
    Only automatic now (now, now, now, now) Writer/s: Damon Albarn, Deshaun Dupree Holton, Mateo Palacios Corazzina
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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