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Cor Agapito: Esta es la historia de un chico sin igual
Que a veces cogia el micro pa cantar
Se iba a churruca a echarse un basket con la gente de guana
Pero era mas malo que el vocabulario de nuestro ex entrenador tana
Cor Agapito: Jc era el killer del veteranos
Era mejor que cualquiera hermano
Estudiaba en el pilar con mucho nivel
Y tenia a murci a la cual le era fiel
Cor Agapito: Luego las cosas se empezaron a torcer
Porque en el veteranos goles dejo de meter
Yo rapeando no soy como el profano
Pero j a murci dejo de petarle el ano

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My dearest, Agapito: This is the tale of a matchless boy
Who occasionally picked up the microphone to sing
He'd head to Churruca to shoot some hoops with the Guana crew
But his skills were weaker than our former coach Tana's vocabulary, it's true
My dearest, Agapito: JC was the killer on the veterans team
He was the best, my love, it's not a dream
He studied at the Pilar with great renown
And had Murcia by his side, to whom he was bound
My dearest, Agapito: Then things began to go astray
For on the veterans team, he couldn't find his way
I'm no rapping expert, my darling, that's for sure
But J stopped making Murcia's body endure