Ta’ Cabron el Himalaya II (part. Nahuel the Coach)

The Himalaya is a Bastard II (feat. Nahuel the Coach)

Na-Na-Nahuel The Coach

Your worst mistake was locking up the best rapper
Now take her out of the goal, out of the pocket, out of the wardrobe
You thought threading the needle was easy
You should've found some weakling to make it break
Here you have me fully charged and I'm not talking about the light
The guys in five minutes send you over there with Jesus
And the small difference is that they don't die on the cross
If they're heading to heaven, the bus is already full

We made money in the tar before the Blackberries came out
We talked about the blue dollar, not blueberry packs
The tracksuits were from Soho, Burberry didn't fit
The chains around my neck are for walking a bull terrier
They tried a thousand and one things to stop me and there was no barrier to stop
All the barking I heard, I sent them to the pound
Do you think I'm following your career?
And you have to know that a shark won't bite on the bait

But-But mommy, the day of my luck arrived a long time ago
They don't buy a Moët even for the day of my death
And don't talk to me about women, guns, or gangs
Don't take away my guitar, mine sounds louder
They tried to ruin me so I couldn't get the Visa
Watch the plane leave and not get on when it lands
If your bullets don't kill me, I'll die laughing
You hit the eight ball trying to pocket the straight
Think twice if you want to take me down like Nis—
I'm sharp, check that the way isn't the same
A blonde, a brunette, one of sand, one of lime
A couple of jealous ones but millions giving me their approval
I always had an answer before the question came
If the shot is going to be fired, it's always where the barrel points
Why front with a pencil? If none of them sharpen
Without the gun, I have more lyrics than the scene together
Diego Armando and his dribble, Walter White with the amphetamine
Hawaiian slippers, jeans, hand on the bike
Usain Bolt being an athlete, Glock and Beretta pistol
Politician and his mask and Zaramay being a poet

Look, mom, the kid with so much picketing
She dries her tears with bills, without heads the riders
Nobody retires from drugs and robberies undefeated
Escobar ended up dead and El Chapo Guzmán convicted
A drop of my blood, two of my loved ones
Under the effect of pills that shine for cash
They don't leave the gang, they die as active members
Living on their knees, you'll trust the goat with the crowbar
Now it's not give, Don, give, now it's Zara, give
We enter the club without going through the metal detector
If the Clicqout boxes have to be lowered on a pallet
We're for my time, Hector's time has passed and the abnormal ones'
We enter the store pickpocketing and ask how much it costs
They can't stand to see me on top and bring me down to court
Here it's not about what you have to know how much it's worth
If your person talks to itself treating us like animals
With marketing, advertising to the kings of merchandising
If we're on the escape plan, we're racing pilots
We take the loot from your neighborhood in Malibu casing
They know me for being crazy because we're all crazy
Many open their legs for a ride in a bamba
So that San La Muerte doesn't get offended, I lit an offering
The truth is there are problems, and I don't know if there are more hitmen
Another phrase to note on TV and in the newspapers
I'm undefeated in the game, like Paco Rabbanne

I earned respect like in The White Dragon Jean-Claude Van Damme
The Jordan sneakers, Polo combo and Ray-Ban glasses
When we enter the club they say: There go the Taliban
You handle yourself like in Medellin or move like in Cali
Don't be too humble, Muhammad Ali said it
I don't forget where I'm going, nor where I came from
We got on the boat with all the Somali pirates
These rappers say there's a reward on their heads
I do it in the best style and not for a huge sum
Two crazy ones in front and two more in defense
Let's not make these things get a bit tense
Many throw sticks at me and then support online
Colorful clown, in here you're another 6ix9ine
I have a worried gringa but calm, baby, I'm fine
They all fade in the band, like their own chain
I left my buddy in the mess, in the buying and selling business
The real pollen that left the toughest guy agile
You're left with twenty and the manager with eighty
And I put fifty on the snail of the. 40
Here everyone's tough but when they're in a group
And when they see the boss arrive, they run out of space
Wherever there's always a snitch and if not, how did he know?
I get back on a descapo' and she's under my pupo
We started from the bottom and we're here
If Lil Pump goes down to the river he'll lose his chain and jet ski
I made your charger candy and the Karate Kid is over
We left them a little high when we lowered the kit
Your like, bastard, the thug's life
The voltage gun, you're thugs but cardboard
If you knock down the door, black, it's because I threw the gate
Sincerely the one who brought reggaeton to Argentina
For the Himalayas there's no pressure, Tony Presidio style
Of my buddies, the nicest one only has one homicide
With my lyrics you don't know how many I saved from suicide
We don't have a restaurant but the— home delivery
And what's going to drip, buddy, it won't be the mozzarella
Always barefaced I represent the cockade
My first lines were in the school bank
Today seven figures in the bank, I make you smell the lines
They feel inferior, they put me to the test
And nothing more cowardly than speaking ill when one is in the cave
It's easy, brother, nowadays bullets rain
What you least expect maybe are the ones who move the most
Do you remember what I bought with a Bartolomé Mitré?
The firecrackers were the rockets and the machetes on the desk
The concern of a prisoner and the family, a couple of vultures
Who can't stand it then get out of the way
Thanks to God the. 22 didn't jam
The day of my luck arrived, they're textual quotes from Hector Lavoe
He who kills by the sword dies by the sword and ended with bullets
At night through the halls with the walkie-talkie on loudspeaker
What's hard to win will always be enjoyed twice
My goal isn't to get rich, nor to die poor
Before to have a Coke I burned the cable for copper
And in the company now the checks come in an envelope
That the night was coming said one day the lawyer
If my face is on the flyer, you have the party sold out
If they take away my guns, I have your wife by my side
They wanted my dream and ended up multiplied'

The gold you once wore was borrowed things
If you returned it and kept the rusty one
There's nothing wrong with that, but don't run from anything
If you want I'll give you my car for the outstanding story
I have all the chats pickpocketing from the artists on the scene
I said I didn't want a feature and they acted like girls
They throw themselves off the ramp and the chain came off
I'll always have the sweetest honey in the whole hive
Except for the bank stuff, pay attention to your movements
The artist is a legend when he dies in his moment
I came to Rosario and represented the monument
Cowards don't make history and my mark is in the cement
And if it fades with water it's because the strass was bad
The glasses shatter when we turn up the bass
Here I don't see them, you tell me where they are
I advise you with whatever you want, you tell me what you're looking for
Smoking a cigar, Al Capone has me handcuffed
From here comes the one with contacts and the one who puts it on the most
The family without money and sharp edges in the harpoons
With the Neon Jordan Flight in the cordless pavilion
If you don't go down to the heat to know how life is lived
Or you have to pay the protection or work for the kids
In our company the pen is incredible what it writes
Weak in their detective work
This happens if you put the best forward in the bank
Without hunger I have plenty of desire to eat the whole world
In Argentina there's no envy? If nobody knew that
That to succeed, bastard, we have to go abroad
If there's something I never lose it's faith and hope
He who says he doesn't like it to me is because it's not enough for him
One is as one wants, if you don't stand up, you advance
There's no age limit to learn a lesson
Black and white, there's no tone here, monkey leather jacket
The player zigzags and advances without knocking over a cone
You can throw at me but only with the phono
And what I had in my hand you see in the Medal of Honor
They want to take advantage even of an unforgettable event
No matter what they say, mommy, I'm still untouchable
Now it's my turn, please, move if you're so kind
If my lyrics are missiles, I declare myself the most guilty
I suffered psychological, moral and image damage
I'm still strong and my suit remains intact
If I die they'll make more memes than a proper tribute
International artist, I don't fight for cabotage
On one side are you and on the other are we
On one side the horses gallop to these colts
"We have to give more to Zara" they say and nobody dares
Make sure the bullets reach the top
I don't like it when they turn around, the Gemini is crazy
Life for the family, especially for my brothers
Bands had to unite to kill the Spartan
And I'm still at the microphone with the microphone in hand
They're not street for selling two packs on Telegram
Or for throwing the bad stuff camouflaged live on Instagram
If here we're all grown up, we fix it like men
Zaramay, bastard, a pleasure, Carlos Roberto is my name
The champion's friends stick to me like a magnet
How many are waiting for me to cry and how many to drink champagne
They're in exchange for benefits and if they see you, they leave
I cut my finger with the tweezers to know who's from the clan
We don't promote violence, nor delinquency
For something I had to calmly endure the sentence
And a lot of smoking, making money, you have to exploit intelligence
Study, follow your dreams, don't ruin your adolescence
He who strives without a but then shines like an emerald
The best will come to you, calm down, good things take time
Friends don't betray and less for a skirt
In a difficult moment, how long will they give you their back?
And even if there are triggermen ready to go
My heavy caliber has always been my way of expression
And if my productive time is inside the prison
Keep the regulations and now pay attention
I left the hustle and bustle, daddy, now we're the boss
Don't make the tube sound if it's not to talk about the effect
I'm Tyson, not even ten can stop me
I'm Zara, shoot, I'll stop them with the bars
They greet me with good day, they say goodbye with see you later
Everyone talks about my ego and none played with fire
If I never had money and even less fear
And no one can take a World Cup away from Diego, huh

Zaramay, baby
The Boss of the Thug Life