I was Born in a green valley
I was born in this piece of land
Got to go be the man with a plan
To the concrete jungle but ill be back as soon as I can
Gotta go pack my bags, no Green Bay (Green Bay Packers) September ended on a green day (When September Ends)
Still horsing around on this green hay
On my way to the promise land for green pay
For them dead "presidentes
En mi bolsillo es sencillo
Dime ¿Quien no quiere su propio castillo?
Pero no vendas tu patria para ser millo porque"

CHORUS

Yo voy a volver tu vas a ver
Contra quien sea como Lucifer
Y al Alt J (∆) ponle un alt e ( ́ )
Pa' que los latinos sepan de mi
Vengo de aquí con acento
De los abuelos con miles de cuentos
De donde sopla el viento y no corre el tiempo
Y el pobre vive contento porque
Time is money but money ain’t time
Don’t confuse them cause that shit can blind
Is it a crime to be lying to sheep
While lying with lions for dimes
CHORUS

These green pills got me seeing my home
Got me feeling alone in this throne
Can Peter Pan be forever young?
Can Jim Carrey be forever dumb?
And numb the reality of a piece of paper
That got me selling my soul without meeting my maker
But ill be back, sooner than later
Wait for me in my green acre; Sin Suela

NO VENDAS TU PATRIA PARA SER MILLONARIO