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Quien Va A Romper?

Por que tiene miedo
Si saven que todas las calles
Se salen misterio
No importa las cosas que hagan
Tu sabes que toda la patria
Hay infiernos

Encerio estou en quien viera como
En la carrerade esta manera
No quiere problema
Porque no me espera y hasi cara, cara
Hablamos del tema

Primera envidia
Segunda la tumba
Tercera se apoderan asiendo contigo lo que ellos quieran
Ellos dicen que rompen show
Dicen que son puro gente ron pero
Cuando me ven llegar bajan la cara se apàgan ya sabe
Quien soy
Cuan es el proximo contendor
Para noquierlo y dejarlo sin voz

Mostr5arles que en esto yo gano respeto y yo sigo siendo
Ese deborador
Controlador
Asi es señor
No hay perdon
Que tu no me puedes quitar
No, no
Y nos peliamos el sinturon

Todo lo que tengo vino del sudor
No me interesa si tienes temor
Sabes que con todo
Lo que hago aquequieryou
Engaño y ago daño y como un favor

Todas las personas que se engañen hay razon
Y no controlan saben que seran un perdedor

No me interesa asi te duela la cabeza
Amigo que te da la mesa creo que es mejor

Creen que pueden cambiar el estilo que vino activo
Piensa que al decirse lo mismo con eso ganar a tu estilo
No entienedes que todo lo que ustedes hacen no tiene sentido
Y
Quieren buscar el troposo y decir quer inventan el sonido

Yo se que esto meresco el puesto yaeeeee

Me puede entender
Ya pueden saber
Te boy a joder
Te vas a caer
No vas a bolver
Ni vas a creer
Que puedes romper
Tu estilo ni ves
Ya sabes que el hombre ya vino estudiado haciendo
Marcado con un alto grado de un bajo soldado que
Vino entrenado y que vino premiado con el elci del año

Quieren copiarlo
Estilo robarlo
Masterizarlo
Para aplicarlo poder sacarlo

Que¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡

Hacerse dinero talento robado
Y en sus cabellos callarlos
Para pòder bofetiarlos

Pero tambien acabarlos
Ahorcados dejarlos en lazos ahogados

Tu eres el tipo que dijo que un dia queria peligro

Que quieres si sabes que tu nisiquiera has podido conmigo
Mantienes tus letras copiando mi estilo con doble centido

Por eso me extreso y me expreso violento molesto
Detesto que usen mi oido

Vete a la casa, deja la peresa
Abre la gabeta, saca la escopeta
Yo tengo la metralleta, todabia la chaqueta
La uso como raqueta, pa romper nuevas metas
Tu veras como respetas
Solo fumo my bareta
Si te metes en problemas
No veas a la derecha
Si te metes en la cera
Veras una valacerano no me importa
Si en la excena una vala se te pega

Ho

Cualquiera que quiera la guerra
Contento con este sistema
Que venga mercado que estamos
Ahora marcando y gastando moneda
En un citio llamado condena
Tranquilo no pongas querella o te rompo con
Una botella hgasta yo enterarme que el rok es bandera

Who's Going to Break?

Why are you scared
If you know that all the streets
Are full of mystery
It doesn't matter what you do
You know that throughout the world
There are hells

Seriously, I am in who saw you
In the race in this way
Don't want problems
Because you don't wait for me and then face to face
We talk about the subject

First envy
Second the grave
Third, they take over by doing whatever they want with you
They say they break shows
They say they are pure rum people but
When they see me coming they lower their face they turn off already knows
Who I am
Who is the next contender
To give it up and leave it without a voice

To show them that I gain respect in this and I am still
That devourer
Controller
That's right, sir
No forgiveness
That you can't take away from me
No, no
And we fight for the belt

Everything I have came from sweat
I don't care if you're afraid
You know that with everything
What I do I want
I cheat and do harm and like a favor

All the people who fool themselves have a reason
And they don't control they know they will be a loser

I don't care if it hurts your head
Friend, who gives you the table, I think it's better

They think they can change the style that came active
Think that by saying the same thing with that win your style
Don't you understand that everything you do makes no sense
And
They want to look for the stumble and say you invent the sound

I know that this I deserve the position already

You can understand me
You can already know
I'm going to fuck you
You're going to fall
You're not going to go back
Or are you going to believe
That you can break
Your style you don't even see
You already know that the man has come studied doing
Marked with a high grade of a low soldier that
He came trained and that came rewarded with the elci of the year

They want to copy it
To steal the style
To master it
To be able to apply it to be able to get it out

What!!?

To make money stolen talent
And put it to sleep in their hair
To be able to slap them in the face

But also to finish them off
To hang them in knots to drown them

You're the guy who said one day he wanted danger

What do you want if you know that you haven't even been able to be with me
You keep copying my style with double meaning in your lyrics

That's why I stress myself out and express myself violently annoyed
I hate it when they use my hearing

Go home, leave the laziness
Open the drawer, get the shotgun
I have the machine gun, still the jacket
I use it as a racket, to break new goals
You'll see how you respect
I only smoke my weed
If you get into trouble
Don't look to the right
If you get into the wax
You'll see a baliserano I don't care
If a bullet hits you in the scene

Ho

Anyone who wants war
Happy with this system
Let the market come that we are
Now marking and spending currency
In a place called doom
Quiet, don't file a complaint or I'll break you with
A bottle until I find out that rock is a flag