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[Lyrics of "LA MENTIRA"]

[Intro]
Chu, uh-uh, uh-uh
La-la-la, yeah

[Verse 1]
Too much noise, lots of people are shooting me hard with a machine gun
Too pure, baby, I swear, they corner me if I stay still
Anger itches, it itches a lot, mosquitoes itch, it itches like sriracha
Anger itches, they don’t know how to scratch the rage this bitch gives to them
Little eyes like Bowie (Uh), one black and one blue (Black)
When I get sad, they change color completely
The butter like Biggie, I add jam to it
What you see is what I am, I owe nothing to anyone

[Chorus]
Don’t let the noise confuse you (-fuse you)
Keep your chain with its cover (With its cover)
Not everything that weighs on your neck is gold
Not everyone takes care of their treasure

[Verse 2]
The lie disguises itself as a packaged bitch, silky hair, perky tits (Ha!)
Luxurious lips, coke packet, silver tooth, tomato, heel (Ah)
The devil saw you at night with your face buried, shouting into the pillow (Tacata-tacata)
Purity in the soul is expensive, loses money, earns cash (Cash)
This is Latin America, get it, damn it, little doll
The lie flies business class on a plane with Gucci slippers
She dominates television, she's dressed like a Fiorucci angel
[Verse 3]
“Funny Valentine” is playing (Caching)
Nothing is completely fine (Caching)
But I have Espidifen (Caching)
In the Balmain bag (Caching)
“Funny Valentine” is playing (Caching)
Nothing is completely fine (Caching)
But I have Espidifen (Caching)
In the Balmain bag (Caching)

[Bridge]
My rings don’t fall off (Cash, cash, cash)
I’m messed up, but I make it look easy
It’s called "lie"

[Verse 4]
I don’t produce serotonin, so microdosing will produce it for me
X-ray in the back corner with the camera flash (Ha)
I can paint a Picasso while smoking a joint with a mascara brush
Today I received an email saying that the lie will kill me
If something doesn’t work, it’s not fixed like before with just Scotch tape
You spent all night looking for solutions on the Macintosh
I look into the cat’s eyes, babe, I look at them and I know they lie to me
The lie doped him up, doped him up, doped him up, and he didn’t remember a thing

[Bridge]
Your treasure is sacred and the sacred is holy like Maradona’s cleats
I cry salty, I cry a lot, I cry like Madonna cried
Don’t give yourself away like that, don’t regret it
When your mom asks if you’re happy, I beg you not to lie to her
[Chorus]
Don’t let the noise confuse you
Keep your chain with its cover (Prr!)
Not everything that weighs on your neck is gold
Not everyone takes care of their treasure