Darealhipapitis
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Darealhipapitis
Ye-yeah!
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Darealhipapitis
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Darealhipapitis
Ye-yeah!
Yeah!
Once again on the Mic
Si no sabes del mar evite nadar y pisar el fondo
Y no sea mongo, mejor quíteme el mongol o no respondo
Tú y tu combo suenan a tango ante lo que compongo
Supongo que si no hay mango agarro este sartén por el mongo
Y mutongo me afecta hampón si quiero hacer canción
Con ron si son hampón, sin ton ni ron, solo son fanfarrón
Razón por las cuales doy clínica, lenguas poéticas
Y así corten mi lengua, líricas salen con mímicas
Comunicar que me sobra lo que les falta
Basta de un masta sin casta de gangsta's y falsos rastas
Que les encanta la moda, luego se caen a coba
Que innovan y viven su película como Almodóvar
You, escucha quién dialoga, luego te drogas
Busca un hierro y me pegas un quieto, a ver si el don me robas
Mejor no jodas ya que no hay forma de que eso pase
Porque, como dice el tema, este es un don con que se nace
Silencio clase, que hoy voy a hablarles de un cáncer
Que ataca disfraces con frases que bauticé de sabía escuela
Creado en base de extinguir el rap sin base
Cuyo desenlace fue que sacara cara por Venezuela
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Ye-yeah!
Darealhipapitis
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Ye-yeah!
Darealhipapitis
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Ye-yeah!
The real hip-hop it is
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Darealhipapitis
Sin tocar la puerta paso y los saco a punta de coñazos
A to' esos muchachos hay que pisarlos pa' que hagan caso
Nada más quedan retrasos en las mentes de aquellos falsos
Que buscaron fiesta y terminaron siendo payasos
Más que un pacto, es un asalto al micro que los deja estupefactos
Traigo contenido en litros y un flow que te quema el tacto
Te toca esta vez ver de lejos nuestro acto
He visto sapos como usted ahogándose en el mismo charco
Tú te crees un teacher, pero tus letras son piches
Si quieres ser tú el pitcher yo la mandaré a los bleachers
Por más que se inflen se les consiguen espiches
Por más alumbrados que estén, yo les apago el Switch
Destaco que no requiero de los disparos
Yo soy un letrado que, hablando claro, los echa a un lado
No me hacen falta metales, mis armas son mentales
Las municiones verbales, mis dotes intelectuales
Yo no vivo de la ropa ni del nombre
Yo con mi pasión, por el hip-hop estoy conforme
Y a mí no me venga ofreciendo compe'
Que usted es de los que lanza piedras y después se esconde
(Ye-yeah!)
(The real hip-hop it is)
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(The real hip-hop it is!)
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Darealhipapitis (¡Dilo!)
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The real hip-hop it is!
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Darealhipapitis
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Ye-yeah!
Da real hip-hop it is!
Yo (You-you!)
Yo soy la muerte
Soy la maldad hecha canción son
Dile otra forma de decir indetenible a Zoo
Yaoh we unstoppable brother
Can with Supa' representing
Yeh Yeah!
The real hip-hop it is
The real hip-hop it is!
B-E-C
Can with Supa' representing
The Real Hip-Hop It Is
Ye-yeah!
Ye-yeah!
The real hip-hop it is
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The real hip-hop it is
Ye-yeah!
Ye-yeah!
The real hip-hop it is
Ye-yeah!
Yeah!
Once again on the Mic
If you don't know about the sea, avoid swimming and touching the bottom
And don't be foolish, better take off the fool or I won't respond
You and your crew sound like a tango compared to what I compose
I suppose that if there's no money, I'll grab this pan by the handle
And mutongo affects me if I want to make a song
With rum if they're a thug, without rhyme or reason, just a braggart
Reasons why I give a clinic, poetic tongues
And even if they cut my tongue, lyrics come out with mimics
Communicating that I have more than what they lack
Enough of a master without caste of gangsters and fake rastas
Who love fashion, then pretend
That they innovate and live their movie like Almodóvar
You, listen to who's talking, then you get high
Look for an iron and hit me a still, let's see if you steal the gift
Better don't mess around since there's no way that'll happen
Because, as the song says, this is a gift you're born with
Silence class, today I'm going to talk to you about a cancer
That attacks disguises with phrases I baptized from wise school
Created to extinguish rap without base
Whose outcome was to stand up for Venezuela
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Ye-yeah!
The real hip-hop it is
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The real hip-hop it is
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The real hip-hop it is
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Ye-yeah!
The real hip-hop it is
Without knocking on the door, I step in and kick them out with punches
All those kids need to be stepped on to pay attention
Only delays remain in the minds of those fakes
Who sought a party and ended up being clowns
More than a pact, it's an assault on the mic that leaves them stunned
I bring content in liters and a flow that burns your touch
This time you have to watch our act from afar
I've seen toads like you drowning in the same puddle
You think you're a teacher, but your lyrics are weak
If you want to be the pitcher, I'll send it to the bleachers
No matter how much they inflate, they find leaks
No matter how bright they are, I turn off the Switch
I emphasize that I don't need shots
I'm a learned man who, speaking frankly, pushes them aside
I don't need metals, my weapons are mental
Verbal ammunition, my intellectual gifts
I don't live off clothes or name
I'm content with my passion for hip-hop
And don't come offering me competition
You're one of those who throws stones and then hides
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(The real hip-hop it is)
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(The real hip-hop it is!)
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The real hip-hop it is (Say it!)
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The real hip-hop it is!
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The real hip-hop it is
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The real hip-hop it is!
I (You-you!)
I am death
I am evil made into a song
Tell another way to say unstoppable to Zoo
Yeah we unstoppable brother
Can with Supa' representing
Yeah Yeah!
The real hip-hop it is
The real hip-hop it is!
B-E-C
Can with Supa' representing