Mantenlo Criminal
La patria del Jarfa (el mejor, el mejor)
Piedralaves, noticias de hurtos
Me asomo a la ventana de mi cuarto
Veo a niños saltando por los huertos
Jugando al fútbol con un gato muerto
En bicis pa' arriba, en bicis pa' abajo
Bajo con gramos, subo con fajos
Voy a educar a mis hijos
Pa' que se coman a los tuyos vivos puto pijo
Que lo que papi, ready for the war
Me follo a tu madre y me voy sin pagar
Ávila sur, aquí no hay mar
Puto Prosegur te vamos a matar
El puerta, con toa' las ojeras de oso panda
Se ve que la farla le encanta
¿No me dejas entrar porque voy en chándal?
Pues te jodes, el Jarfaiter ese hoy no canta
Tonta, o me das esa botella
O le rompo la cara a tu jambo con ella
Oye, paya, cómeme la polla
Soy quinqui, no voy de estrella
Loco, yo sé que tú me revientas
Si tú sabes que me vas a pillar cualquier noche
Lo que tu no sabes es que darme no te renta
Porque yo ya se donde tu dejas el coche
Hippy cerda
Hueles a mierda
Tus rastas dan asco
Aparta gorda
Quiero que ardas
Progre de izquierdas
Vete a tirar flores a los guardias
Uh, ah, mantenlo criminal
Te van a estallar la botella de Brugal
To' borrachos en el hospital
Con la cara estalla'
Mantenlo criminal
Uh, ah, mantenlo criminal
Te van a estallar la botella de Brugal
To' borrachos en el hospital
Con la cara estalla'
Mantenlo criminal
Cada rapero tiene su esencia
Y yo en todos mis temas mencionare la violencia
Sin inocencia moviendo sustancias
Música quinqui rap delincuencia
La calle me crio desde que era un crío
Metiéndome en líos pasando frío
Alcohol y amistad litronos crew
Son de los pocos de los que me fio
¿Eres Jarfaiter te haces una foto?
No niñato, aparta o te mato
Por los caminos en un carromato
Tajo en el jeto al puto chivato
Lo cojo, lo parto, lo peso, lo reparto
To' lo bueno sale de mi cuarto
Tu vas de experto, y me tienes harto
Deberías haber muerto en el parto
Desde crío soltando puñetazos
Por aquél entonces por cromo y tazos
El del cobertizo por echar un vistazo
Nos amenazó con darnos un palazo
Mi pequeña fama, solo trae problemas
No me trae pasta ni tías buenas
No me conoces de na' pero opinas
Y mi puta vida ni te la imaginas
Piedralaveños en la capital
Van sin un duro to' les da igual
El chándal, la gorra pa' arriba, el puñal
Lo primero el alcohol primo, primordial
Uh, ah, mantenlo criminal
Te van a estallar la botella de Brugal
To' borrachos en el hospital
Con la cara estalla'
Mantenlo criminal
Uh, ah, mantenlo criminal
Te van a estallar la botella de Brugal
To' borrachos en el hospital
Con la cara estalla'
Mantenlo criminal
Keep it Criminal
The homeland of Jarfa (the best, the best)
Piedralaves, news of thefts
I look out the window of my room
I see children jumping through the orchards
Playing soccer with a dead cat
On bikes up, on bikes down
I go down with grams, I go up with bundles
I will educate my children
So they can eat yours alive, you fucking posh boy
What daddy, ready for the war
I fuck your mother and I leave without paying
Ávila south, there is no sea here
Fucking Prosegur, we're going to kill you
The door, with all the panda bear dark circles
It seems that he loves the farla
You won't let me in because I'm wearing a tracksuit?
Well, screw you, that Jarfaiter isn't singing today
Silly, or give me that bottle
Or I'll break your jambo's face with it
Hey, guy, suck my dick
I'm a quinqui, I'm not a star
Crazy, I know you piss me off
If you know you're going to catch me any night
What you don't know is that giving me doesn't pay off
Because I already know where you leave the car
Hippy pig
You smell like shit
Your dreadlocks are disgusting
Move aside, fat girl
I want you to burn
Left-wing progressive
Go throw flowers at the guards
Uh, ah, keep it criminal
They're going to burst your Brugal bottle
All drunks in the hospital
With the face explodes'
Keep it criminal
Uh, ah, keep it criminal
They're going to burst your Brugal bottle
All drunks in the hospital
With the face explodes'
Keep it criminal
Every rapper has his essence
And I will mention violence in all my songs
Without innocence moving substances
Quinqui rap music crime
The street raised me since I was a child
Getting into trouble in the cold
Alcohol and friendship Litronos crew
They are the few I trust
Are you Jarfaiter, can you take a photo?
No brat, move aside or I'll kill you
Along the roads in a wagon
Cut the fucking snitch in the face
I take it, I break it, I weigh it, I distribute it
All the good comes out of my room
You're acting like an expert, and you've got me fed up
You should have died in childbirth
Throwing punches since I was a kid
At that time, for chrome and tazos
The one in the shed to take a look
He threatened to hit us with a stick
My little fame only brings problems
He doesn't bring me money or hot chicks
You don't know me at all, but you have an opinion
And you can't even imagine my fucking life
Piedralaveños in the capital
They go without a penny, they don't care at all
The tracksuit, the cap up, the dagger
First of all, the prime, primordial alcohol
Uh, ah, keep it criminal
They're going to burst your Brugal bottle
All drunks in the hospital
With the face explodes'
Keep it criminal
Uh, ah, keep it criminal
They're going to burst your Brugal bottle
All drunks in the hospital
With the face explodes'
Keep it criminal