Lírica y Metralla
Si quieren batalla, ya ya ya
Tengo la metralla, ya ya ya
No me dan la talla, ya ya ya
Son pura pantalla, ya ya ya
Si quieren batalla, ya ya ya
Tengo la metralla, ya ya ya
No me dan la talla, ya ya ya
Son pura pantalla, ya ya ya
No no no no no me falla, falla
Si no quiere se me calla, calla
Porque eres pura pantalla, talla
Con lírica y metralla, tralla, tralla, tralla
No me falla, falla
Si no quiere se me calla, calla
Porque eres pura pantalla, talla
Con lírica y metralla, tralla, tralla, pah pah pah pah
Ando con mi ganga fumando la ganjah
Soy el que los tunde babilonia manda
Llega el callejero con la clica malandra
Los profesionales pa' prender la banda
Ando con mi flota con la nueve y un churro de mota
Hablas a la espalda porque de frente te topas
Yo si soy de calle gachupin moda fucka
No sirve de nada que tú abras la boca
Conmigo te la pelas si te pasas de mamón
A huevo camarada
Pura rima de a millón
Si quieres nos calamos
Nos damos un topetón
Pa' ver en la calle quien es más cabrón
Tú quieres rabia (rabia), yo tengo rabia
La gente lo sabía que tú tiras pura labia (labia)
Tú quieres rabia (rabia), yo tengo rabia
La gente lo sabía que tú tiras pura labia (labia)
No me falla, falla
Si no quiere se me calla, calla
Porque eres pura pantalla, talla
Con lírica y metralla, tralla, tralla, tralla
No me falla, falla
Si no quiere se me calla, calla
Porque eres pura pantalla, talla
Con lírica y metralla, tralla, tralla, pah pah pah pah
No les cae el veinte no nos dan la talla
Yo no doy el kilo doy la tonelada
Y pa'l frente
Yo tengo los míos, tú no tienes gente
Lamentablemente
Al Chile no rifas por más que intentes
Tú no tienes pase no tienes la voz
Ni el talento ni la clase
Pa' estar en este sello
Necesitas buenas frases
Reyes, cerebro, ecko te aplastaron con sus ases
Soy reconocido y tengo la fama de prendido
Si me cagas el palo no lo olvido
Toda la banda sabe que yo me porto chido
Se aguacha lo que digo baboso malparido
Róbate mi tema yo me robo tu carro
Te vuelo la tatema te quemo como un cigarro
Róbate mi tema yo me robo tu casa
Engendro maricen no es advertencia es amenaza
¿Qué te pasa?
Si quieren batalla, ya ya ya
Tengo la metralla, ya ya ya
No me dan la talla, ya ya ya
Son pura pantalla, ya ya ya
Si quieren batalla, ya ya ya
Tengo la metralla, ya ya ya
No me dan la talla, ya ya ya
Son pura pantalla, ya ya ya
No no no no no me falla, falla
Si no quiere se me calla, calla
Porque eres pura pantalla, talla
Con lírica y metralla, tralla, tralla, tralla
No me falla, falla
Si no quiere se me calla, calla
Porque eres pura pantalla, talla
Con lírica y metralla, tralla, tralla, pah pah pah pah
Lyrics and Shrapnel
If you want a battle, go ahead, go ahead
I have the shrapnel, now now now
They don't fit me, now now now
They are just a screen, now now now
If you want a battle, go ahead, go ahead
I have the shrapnel, now now now
They don't fit me, now now now
They are just a screen, now now now
No no no no no it fails me, it fails
If you don't want me to shut up, shut up
Because you are pure screen, size
With lyrics and shrapnel, thrash, thrash, thrash
It doesn't fail me, it fails
If you don't want me to shut up, shut up
Because you are pure screen, size
With lyrics and shrapnel, thrash, thrash, pah pah pah pah
I'm with my gang smoking ganjah
I am the one who beats them Babylon commands
The street vendor arrives with the gang of criminals
The professionals to start the band
I'm with my fleet with the nine and a joint of weed
You talk behind your back because you come face to face
I am a street gachupin fashion fucka
It's no use for you to open your mouth
You don't have to worry about me if you're too much of a jerk
Gosh, comrade
Pure rhyme by the million
If you want we can get wet
We crashed into each other
To see on the street who is the biggest bastard
You want anger (anger), I have anger
People knew that you were all talk (talk)
You want anger (anger), I have anger
People knew that you were all talk (talk)
It doesn't fail me, it fails
If you don't want me to shut up, shut up
Because you are pure screen, size
With lyrics and shrapnel, thrash, thrash, thrash
It doesn't fail me, it fails
If you don't want me to shut up, shut up
Because you are pure screen, size
With lyrics and shrapnel, thrash, thrash, pah pah pah pah
They don't get it, they don't measure up to us
I don't give the kilo, I give the ton
And forward
I have mine, you don't have people
Unfortunately
You can't beat Chile no matter how hard you try
You don't have a pass, you don't have a voice
Neither talent nor class
To be on this label
You need good phrases
Kings, Brain, Ecko crushed you with their aces
I am recognized and I have the reputation of being on fire
If you shit on me, I won't forget it
The whole gang knows that I behave cool
What I say is watered down, you slobbering bastard
Steal my song, I'll steal your car
I blow your mind, I burn you like a cigar
Steal my song, I'll steal your house
Maricen spawn is not a warning, it is a threat
What's the matter?
If you want a battle, go ahead, go ahead
I have the shrapnel, now now now
They don't fit me, now now now
They are just a screen, now now now
If you want a battle, go ahead, go ahead
I have the shrapnel, now now now
They don't fit me, now now now
They are just a screen, now now now
No no no no no it fails me, it fails
If you don't want me to shut up, shut up
Because you are pure screen, size
With lyrics and shrapnel, thrash, thrash, thrash
It doesn't fail me, it fails
If you don't want me to shut up, shut up
Because you are pure screen, size
With lyrics and shrapnel, thrash, thrash, pah pah pah pah