SAN MIGUEL
Frabian, ponlo a llorar
(Mission: CVRBOM VRMOR)
Solo a ti te doy la gloria, Padre, perdóname
Por la sangre que a través de mis mano' va a correr
Hoy le piso la cabeza al Diablo, flow San Miguel
Enemigo mío es to' el que venere a Lucifer
Marcas de guerra, son mi testimonio
La especialidad de la casa, me dedico a cazar demonio'
Suenan trompeta', marco territorio
La única cadena que no te quitaron, te pesa, y esa es la del odio
Fuego se combate con fuego, te está comiendo vivo el ego
Válvula de escape, le hiciste botar los chavo' del abogado a Tego
Trili, déjate ese fronteo, fondeaba' si venía al conteo
Dejaste arrolla'o a tu co-defender, por eso no te la capeo
David y Goliat, me respalda Dio', contigo voy a matarme en la raya
Amanda Serrano, siempre voy pa'l frente, nadie va a tirar la toalla
El respeto se gana en la calle, tú sabe', eso no se ensaya
Por eso te esconde' en el Hyatt a tirarte las foto' caga'o en la playa
Oh, Baya, El Boster en la Haya
Yo tengo un tanque igual que tú, pero yo sí lo tengo en Baya
Por estar bookeando corillo, por eso es que siempre te guaya' (shh)
Tu peor enemigo no es CHIMI, tu peor enemigo es Yaya (bing, bong)
Te justificaste, te la aplico el locotrón
No compre' más cadena', mejor compra un corazón
Cancela los show cuando no tiene su buzón, ay
Estás malo de los nervio', léete y busca en proverbio
Que la caída del altivo siempre viene cuando se vuelve un soberbio
Solo a ti te doy la gloria, Padre, perdóname
Por la sangre que por mis mano' acaba de correr
Hoy le pisé la cabeza al diablo, flow San Miguel
Pa' que vean que la sangre 'e Cristo tiene poder
Se murió el diablo
(Fa-Farru)
Carbon Fiber Music
Tú no mata', tu ere' feka, la calle sabe
Que hay un juda' en la mesa que aquí no cabe
Por la boca, te tropieza' y mete' las pata'
Por eso aquí ere' persona no grata
Tú 'tás mordí'o conmigo, tú ere' fanático mío, tú no me llega' al ombligo (¿sabe' lo que te digo?)
Tres cara' como los Migo', nunca aprendiste, hijo mío, yo con rata' no me ligo
En la pista, te hago el moonwalk, estoy flotando como Jackson
Shooter, a lo Call Of Duty estoy rapeando en modo Warzone
Agarra señal, canal, está' 3G, corres Verizon
Y eso es dándote con pena, como Jake Paul le hizo a Tyson (¡Farru!)
Este hombre está marea'o, búsquenle el suero y un Ensure
Pa' que le suba el azúcar, escríbele algo, Luar (¿qué?)
Pa' que pueda defenderse, hombre, no, diantre, qué perse
Le pidió un escolta a Trump pa' por lo meno' moverse
Estás caga'o, qué pelá te está dando el apaga'o
Ninguna de tus cancione' más que Pepas se ha pega'o
Tú lo que ere' es pena ajena, te quitaron las cadena'
Y cachaste fiá' otra nueva, ¿qué pasó, Tito Problema? (¿Qué pasó?)
El más real, el más bandido, mere, tonto (oye)
Farru fuma, Farru fuma, wao, qué tombo
Compraste el tanque en oferta y vino en combo
Con las K-9, las esposa' y los biombo'
Mírenme, cómo el humilde se rebela
Y se la aplico al trili y se le cae la novela
Que tiene de bien guilla'o de gángster, guilla'o de maleante
Cuando acepte' que no ere' calle, te quitamo' el guante
Uste' es un bobo cria'o, no sea tan caripelao
Cuando quería' bajar pa' Baya llamaba' embarra'o
To' el mundo se te ha vira'o, brother, tú 'tás escracha'o
Y de tanto pasar la prote, te has queda'o pela'o (¡Farru!)
¿Quién como yo te cambia a este flow?
Tú no te da' los update como yo
Te sacamo' como a Rosello
Recógelo, que este se cayó
Si estás caga'o, toma Pepto-Bismol
Tú no brilla' ni con el Armor All
'Tás expira'o, se te fue el color
Pa' que seas hombre te falta valor (hay que tener valor)
Para irse de tú a tú conmigo
Así me gusta, que se crean bandido'
To' el que ha trata'o, po' el medio lo he partío'
(Partío', partío') ¡Farru!
Para irse de tú a tú conmigo
Así me gusta, que se crean bandido'
To' el que ha trata'o, po' el medio lo he partí'o
(Partío', partío') ¡Farru! (¡Ruido!)
Soldado y profeta, con un hijo de Dio' no te meta'
Tú no ere' real, se te cayó la careta
Soqueta, se te olvidó que soy de Bayeta
Esto corre mi sangre, disparo en la baqueta
El vaquero, no cambio respeto por dinero
Tú no mete' cabra, tú no ere' un guerrero
Viajero, ere' tremendo balbulero
El artista favorito de los peliculero'
Mera, dime, bo, vamo' pa' encima, bo
La dejaste caer, no tiene' código'
¿Qué pasó contigo? Tú no ere' amigo
De nadie, solo pana del beneficio
Hipócrita, narcisista
Yo no guerreo por Insta
Móntate en una pista
Y demuéstrano', pa' ver si tú eres artista
SAN MIGUEL
Frabian, make him cry
(Mission: CVRBOM VRMOR)
To you alone I give glory, Father, forgive me
For the blood that will run through my hands
Today I step on the Devil's head, San Miguel flow
My enemy is anyone who worships Lucifer
Marks of war, are my testimony
The house specialty, I'm dedicated to hunting demons'
Trumpet sounds, marks territory
The only chain that has not been removed from you, weighs you down, and that is the chain of hate
Fire is fought with fire, your ego is eating you alive
Escape valve, you made Tego throw away the lawyer's money
Trili, leave that fronting, I would anchor if it came to the count
You left your co-defendant in the dust, that's why I'm not going to stop you
David and Goliath, God has my back, I'm going to kill myself on the line with you
Amanda Serrano, I always go forward, no one is going to throw in the towel
Respect is earned on the street, you know, that is not rehearsed
That's why you hide in the Hyatt to take photos of yourself shitting on the beach
Oh, Berry, The Boster in The Hague
I have a tank just like you, but I do have it in Baya
Because you're booking a group, that's why you're always cool (shh)
Your worst enemy is not CHIMI, your worst enemy is Yaya (bing, bong)
You justified yourself, I'll apply the crazy thing to you
Don't buy more chains, buy a heart instead
He cancels the show when he doesn't have his mailbox, ouch
You are nervous, read and look up the proverb
That the fall of the haughty always comes when he becomes arrogant
To you alone I give glory, Father, forgive me
For the blood that has just flowed through my hands
Today I stepped on the devil's head, flow San Miguel
So that they see that the blood of Christ has power
The devil died
(Fa-Farru)
Carbon Fiber Music
You don't kill, you're ugly, the street knows
There is a Jew at the table who doesn't fit here
Through the mouth, you stumble and make mistakes
That's why you are a persona non grata here
You're bitten by me, you're a fan of mine, you don't come close to my navel (do you know what I'm telling you?)
Three faces like the Migos, you never learned, my son, I don't hook up with rats
On the track, I do the moonwalk, I'm floating like Jackson
Shooter, Call Of Duty style I'm rapping in Warzone mode
Grab signal, channel, it's 3G, you're running Verizon
And that's giving you grief, like Jake Paul did to Tyson (Farru!)
This man is dizzy, get him the serum and an Ensure
To raise his sugar level, write him something, Luar (what?)
So that he can defend himself, man, no, damn, what the hell?
He asked Trump for an escort to at least move around
You're screwed, what a pain the blackout is giving you
None of your songs other than Pepas have stuck
You are just a shame, they took off your chains
And you caught another new one, what happened, Tito Problema? (What happened?)
The most real, the most bandit, mere, fool (hey)
Farru smokes, Farru smokes, wow, what a joke
You bought the tank on sale and it came in a combo
With the K-9s, the handcuffs and the screens
Look at me, how the humble rebels
And I apply it to the trili and the novel falls apart
What's so good about a gangster, a criminal?
When you accept that you are not street, we will take off the glove
You're a stupid kid, don't be so cocky
When I wanted to go down to Baya I called him dirty
The world has turned upside down for you, brother, you're scared
And after spending so much time in the protection, you've been left bald (Farru!)
Who like me changes you to this flow?
You don't give yourself updates like I do
We'll take you out like Rosello
Pick it up, this one fell
If you're scared, take Pepto-Bismol
You don't shine even with Armor All
'You're expired, your color has gone
To be a man you lack courage (you have to have courage)
To go head to head with me
I like it that way, when they think they're bandits
Everyone who has tried, I have split him in half
(I'm leaving, I'm leaving) Farru!
To go head to head with me
I like it that way, when they think they're bandits
Everyone who has tried, I have split him in half
(Go away, go away) Farru! (Noise!)
Soldier and prophet, don't mess with a son of God
You are not real, your mask fell off
Soqueta, you forgot that I'm from Bayeta
This runs my blood, I shoot in the ramrod
The cowboy, I don't trade respect for money
You don't get angry, you're not a warrior
Traveler, you are a tremendous talker
The favorite artist of moviegoers
Come on, tell me, bo, let's go over there, bo
You dropped it, it has no code
What happened to you? You are not a friend
From no one, only a friend of the benefit
Hypocrite, narcissist
I don't fight for Insta
Get on a track
And show us, to see if you are an artist