Alerta
Tengo que estar alerta
Alerta con los envidiosos y todo el que se acerca
Tengo que estar alerta
Alerta con todos esos falsos que me lanzan mierda
Tengo que estar alerta
Alerta con los envidiosos y todo el que se acerca
Tengo que estar alerta
Alerta con todos esos falsos que me lanzan mierda
La falsedad tiene alas, la gente real es poca
Si comiste en mi sala y si te pusiste mi ropa
Como puedes ser tan falsa de besar la misma boca
Sobrando aquí tantos hombres no pudiste buscar otra
Analizo el interés mientras se va enfriando el caldo
Gracias a esas amistades hoy aprendí cuanto valgo
Ellos creen que to no se que aunque me saluden son falsos
Y que se van cuando ya no tienes que ofrecerles algo
Es una lista larga que no alcanzara si los nombro
Dulce ironía tendré si me fallan y no me asombro
Porque no es amigo aquel que siente envidia por tus logros
Para estar donde estoy muchos me dieron la espalda
Muchos querían humillarme pero a mi Dios me respalda
No quiero disculpas amistades falsas quédense
Donde están no me hacen falta
Quiero un vida pa' los falsos, para los que fallaron
Para todos esos diablos
Para los que fallaron, a los que jugaron con la amistad
Que yo les di a quienes no valoraron
A los que fallaron, a los que jugaron con la amistad
Que yo les di a quienes no valoraron
Quienes no hablaron claro, quienes no hablaron claro
Unos tontos no dañaran la reputación de
Una veterana que le pone con flow
Warriors in the lyrics only gansta menor
Si todo lo que sabes te lo eh enseñado yo
Lo siento mi pana apoyaron ahora mismo el tiempo
Cambia las personas te pones a ver y traicionan
Por culos, mujeres, totonas, sayonas, boconas, diablonas
Que mienten y no me impresionan no entiendo
Que hablan, que traman, que toman los quieren matar
En su zona porque hablan pero no accionan
De las pocas mujeres que ahorita le meten
Mestiza en el rap es la mas conocida
Sin haber grabado con raperos duros
Sólita y dándole la cara a la vida
Malagradecidas se quedan dolidas, surgí
Ustedes se quedaron dormidas
Yo se que quisieran mirar mi caída pero tengo un Dios
Que de arriba me cuida, les gusta hablar a mis espaldas
Porque sueno en toques y televisaras
Me piden mis fotos en las emisoras
A ti ni siquiera te piden la hora pues no colabora
Solo deterioran el rap de la gente que es trabajadora
Falsas, vendidas, impostoras
Cuando tu trabajes te fajes encajes sin traje
Con puro lenguaje conozcas de flow y tatuajes seas un ejemplo
Lleves un mensaje cuando tu amistad no tenga maquillaje
Cuando te superes con aprendizaje podrás criticar lo que traje
Del resto la cara usted baje
Tengo que estar alerta tengo que estar despierta
Porque muchas personas quieren cerrarme las puertas
Me tratan porque les conviene y se acabo esa mierda
Porque ya no confió en mano derecha ni izquierda
Tanto que criticas ser y a mi music le das play
Se que quieres estar en el game
No me cagues la face
Tanto que criticas ser y a mi music le das play
Se que quieres estar en el game
No me cagues la face
Dikiriban dikiriban dikiri dikiri ban ban dikiri dikiri
Ban dikiri ban dikiri ban cash cash dikiri ban ban
Esto es Mestiza men (This is Mestiza men)
A mi dime con que cara vienen (Tu)
Para saber con que cara voy a recibirte (Yo)
Tu sabes quien produce
Jan (El Especialista)
JaJa
Stackup El Corillo
Dream 7 Studios
Shhh
Alert
I have to be alert
Alert with the envious and everyone who approaches
I have to be alert
Alert with all those fakes who throw shit at me
I have to be alert
Alert with the envious and everyone who approaches
I have to be alert
Alert with all those fakes who throw shit at me
Falsehood has wings, real people are few
If you ate in my room and put on my clothes
How can you be so fake to kiss the same mouth
With so many men around, you couldn't find another
I analyze the interest as the broth cools down
Thanks to those friendships, today I learned how much I'm worth
They think I don't know what's going on even if they greet me they're fake
And they leave when you have nothing more to offer them
It's a long list that I won't finish if I name them all
Sweet irony I'll have if they fail me and I'm not surprised
Because a friend is not someone who envies your achievements
To be where I am, many turned their backs on me
Many wanted to humiliate me but God backs me up
I don't want apologies, fake friends stay
Where they are, I don't need them
I want a life for the fakes, for those who failed
For all those devils
For those who failed, for those who played with friendship
That I gave to those who didn't appreciate
For those who failed, for those who played with friendship
That I gave to those who didn't appreciate
Those who didn't speak clearly, those who didn't speak clearly
A few fools won't damage the reputation of
A veteran who flows with style
Warriors in the lyrics only gangsta minor
If everything you know I taught you
I'm sorry my friend, they supported you now the time
Changes people, you start to see and they betray
For asses, women, pussies, loudmouths, devils
Who lie and don't impress me, I don't understand
What they say, what they plot, what they take, they want to kill
In their area because they talk but don't act
Of the few women who are now putting in work
Mestiza in rap is the most well-known
Without having recorded with tough rappers
Alone and facing life
Ungrateful they stay hurt, I emerged
You stayed asleep
I know you would like to see me fall but I have a God
Who watches over me from above, they like to talk behind my back
Because I sound in shows and on TV
They ask for my photos on the radio stations
They don't even ask you for the time because you don't collaborate
You only deteriorate the rap of hard-working people
Fake, sold out, impostors
When you work, you get involved, fit in without a suit
With pure language, know about flow and tattoos, be an example
Carry a message when your friendship has no makeup
When you excel with learning you can criticize what I brought
Lower your face from the rest
I have to be alert, I have to be awake
Because many people want to close doors on me
They treat me because it suits them and that shit's over
Because I no longer trust right or left hand
You criticize so much and still play my music
I know you want to be in the game
Don't mess up my face
You criticize so much and still play my music
I know you want to be in the game
Don't mess up my face
Dikiriban dikiriban dikiri dikiri ban ban dikiri dikiri
Ban dikiri ban dikiri ban cash cash dikiri ban ban
This is Mestiza men (This is Mestiza men)
Tell me with what face you come (You)
To know with what face I'm going to receive you (Me)
You know who produces
Jan (The Specialist)
HaHa
Stackup El Corillo
Dream 7 Studios
Shhh