Black Sheep (part. Rama Bosch)

Black Sheep (feat. Rama Bosch)

Hey
Wolty, suck my dickhead
All you do is talk about us
Piece of fucking shit, asshole, stop throwing beef
You'll never be Eminem in your life
You're the worst rapper of all
You can't nail a pun, you can't nail a one-two
20 years rapping for nothing!
Idiot, and you upload those shitty tracks
Your mother's cunt, stupid Wolty
How many tracks are you gonna drop?
Three tracks already? Three tracks already
In your last three tracks, you only talk about other people
What reality do you live in, sausage?
Here you have the fame you wanted, dude, I gave you what you wanted, asshole!
With what face do you talk about rap, dude?
I spend all day rapping, dude
In the last three years, we all changed our flow
We all improved, we did everything differently
You keep rapping just as bad
Having the same shitty flow
And doing the same shit
Talking about others
Trash!

Hey, Duki, suck my balls, I'm not afraid of you
You can come hit me, you'll end up losing
I lost my patience with this stubborn little kid
Whose dad gives him drugs so he can perform
You think it was gonna be free? No, I don't forget anything
You don't hit anyone, you just talk bullshit
And you buy expensive jewelry to look like a gangsta
Go buy the milk, Mauro, and stop playing mafia
They think they're tough guys, assholes, the biggest dicks
They insult me among seven, I respond and then they cry
Not only do you have no balls, you also have no brains
You sucked Coscu's dick to make yourself trendy
Don't mess around! Warap', lora, it all fits
There's something off and from what I see, it's your ass
You're not stuck, you're beaten by drugs
Your album is shit, it reminds me of you
Stop throwing beef, the dude tells me, he has no skill
After what he did with Tink, he wants to criticize me?

I'll end it in this ring, I'll leave the mic on fire
Go sell your gold teeth to buy yourself a new ass
I'm the Black Sheep in this rap culture, Max Steel
The crack, not afraid of what they say about my rap, dude
You're R.I.P, two years at most and you'll be gone
Call your brother Frijo and ask daddy for forgiveness
But wait, wait, because according to them, it's me
Who's insulting and attacking them today
You're the good guy in the movie, right? Piece of Toy
You never beefed with anyone, it just slipped out
Fake, you fought with Kodi, with Lit Killah, with Ecko
With Dillom, with Cacha, with Kaktov, with Keo
With Blunted, with Oniria, with Lenny, and with my balls
I'm here to shut you up on behalf of each of them

And I say: God Damn!
Suck it, I got him crying
Like no one else, there's no one
Today who can face me in this rap game
They burn, he says it's dripping, it's just blood, you see
He can't rap, he's not on my level, I have him on the floor
He doesn't know what to do, you wanted to mess with me? Let's see
You don't have the brains to respond, something's for sure
You're a wachiturro, all day dumber and tougher than yesterday
You set a shitty example for the kids
You burn their hats and think it's okay
So dumb, so silly, so rookie, so soon
The crazy guy's shaking, so scared and alone
Are you comparing me to Eminem? Thanks for the compliment
I knew you admired me, but I thought it was little
Son of the night? No, you're Wolty's son, bro
The idiot calls me a faggot, he's an ignorant with a microphone
Druggie homophobe, what's your problem?
Don't use faggot as an insult, everyone is who they are
If I've been rapping for ten years, dude, I'm light years ahead
I was battling when you were eating Nestum
You didn't nail a pun, and you didn't nail a one-two
But I nailed Modo Diablo and skewered your crew
And oh, right, today is your birthday
Since you like movies, I sent you one as a gift
Guess what it's called, see if it rings a bell
Manuelita strikes back with the enchanted mirror!
They say you're gonna kill me, like you're a gangster
That's why I give my life, cat, come shoot me
Ask Coqueé for the gun and call Yao to let him know
Now that you're all safe friends, you'll be up for it
Not us, not us