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Mc

And what are you, dude?, DJ, come on,
And what are you, dude?, DJ, good
And what are you, dude?, DJ

And what am I?, MC

So you only catch hard rap and don't make mistakes,
On our stage, improvise with the DJ,
I grab the microphone, look out at the audience,
Serious, we're MCs, rap only,
Don't call yourself an MC if you can't control the microphone,
Because few mosh pits will happen and the girls will go for someone else
They'll look for me, they'll find me and put their plan
What will they do if we do tikitikitikitan,
Here I am, year after year, my life is flow,
Rap & roll, MCs ask for pleasi o,
If you don't like my rap, I don't give a damn,
MCs getting down with their paranoia,
Without the microphone on the street, they call me a good guy,
Seeing others happy, I live well,
I just ask that rap brings me money, that's why I take care of my style,
Like a graffiti artist, and I never offer crap,
You know my name, rap professional,
Powerful MC like Mario Conde,
Untouchable, what are you going to teach me?,
Revolutions against kings have always existed,
But not against the king of hardcore rap,
I came, I saw, I conquered like Caesar
I caught rap alone, my business,
What are you going to do if life is like this?,
And my parents wanted a doctor and I turned out to be an MC.

MC, Kase O has returned R.I.P,
MC, it's time to wet your raps,
MC, Kase O has returned Toyacon,
MC, don't try to do this at home.

MC, Kase O has returned R.I.P,
MC, it's time to wet your raps,

MC, for all my enemies, foes,
MC, the second paragraph goes like this, hey,

I talk about sex, not machismo, what are you accusing me of?
I just unbutton blouses,
I go through bodies, zippers, bras, and everything they throw at me,
And since I take advantage, let them take advantage,
So calm down, damn it
Kase O respects,
Just dedicate verses and on your damn shirt, put
'Touch me!' I'm the macho, come on, get lost,
I'm fed up with hearing crap, respect yourself,
Ahh, I don't have to explain myself,
You decide if you want to listen or not,
I just turn all your equalizers to red,
And I get you to a hundred, your limit is the sky now,
Come on, tell me, what happened to you
That you got tired of so many happy endings in love stories,
Well, that's what funk and pop give you,
I make wet verses and that's how I stand out,
And your boyfriend is more handsome but he's a loser,
And that bothers him as much as it bothers you,
You see me on stage and your heart betrays you, I'm an MC

MC, Kase O has returned R.I.P,
MC, it's time to wet your raps,
MC, Kase O has returned Toyacon,
MC, don't try to do this at home. (x2)

Against you, Toyacon,
I develop my action
Just listen, asshole,
Competition is on,
They want to come compete on the microphone,
I grab it, kill it, polish it, all by myself,
Who has more style than me?,
In the mic, a rapist, Kase O,
If listening to us seems easy to do well,
I have the cannon,
I enter the room,
And I get you to a hundred
Kase O, the son of a bitch is invincible,
Knocking me down is painfully impossible,
It's Javier Asshole Ibarra in your city,
If you come with wars, I shake your hand and say peace,
I'm not going to take the bait, it's not my job,
I just grab the microphone by the neck and relax,
Since jerking off is not enough for me,
I throw rap solo at your pussy in pure baroque style,
The rhythm is a victim that commands respect,
My verse is an elegant and discreet killer,
My buddies are called the rapists,
They call me spice boy, because I corrupt minors
What do you want?, what are you doing here?,
Or is it that your ass nerves still want something from me?,
I don't think so, I got used to the controversy,
And this time I didn't come to please anyone,
Losers and bitches are all the same,
I stick it up their ass,
Ass so cool,
And so raw,
And so fucking great,
That taken seriously,
They deserve my respect on the microphone,
I told the muses, kidnap the muses,
Today I don't want mistakes, hear me?, I don't want excuses,
I came to triumph, the gods want it that way,
The microphones are burning,
Heads are moving
Rapists return,
The mission now is green profit,
Get rap solo out of the deficit and let them remember me,
Since I've put my life into this and I'll tell you again,
I could have been a bullfighter and a soccer player but I turned out to be an MC

MC, Kase O has returned R.I.P,
MC, it's time to wet your raps,
MC, Kase O has returned Toyacon,
MC, don't try to do this at home. (x2)
Asshole!

Well, they were rapists of the verse,
Asshole Ibarra was on the microphone,
DJ Brutal was there too, and the jet set,
Santiago Domet, Laurent Castagnet making the music
And you real b-boy, you're going to gargle with your mother's period blood, son of a bitch!
Competition is on, you know Zaragoza had the funk,
Even if that's what pisses you off the most in this life, what do you have besides rumors and gossip?
Look dude, fuck your ass, don't come messing with Zaragoza,
This is 1998 motherfuckers, hey cut this shit out, now, cut it out, cut it out dude