Hey
Tucked in a garage, next to the mosque, people praying (Yeah)
I sit imagining, if it goes wrong I don’t end up crying (Oh-oh-oh)
Light a cigarette, and don’t eat the jar
My blood is blue, but I was stained all over with mud.
Give me the structure, I’m analyzing (What?), in the panorama I’m pissing
Record labels that keep Koko calling, that give me money, I’m not negotiating (No)
In music I’m trafficking (What?), I’m not a rapper, I’m from the side (Fuck that)
Military mind, if we have command, paying respect, you live sucking
This smoke is too expensive that’s why I inhale it (-halo)
I have Japanese eyes, completely empty if you give me any information (Fact)
Slide, like a thief killed the toad
With these kilos I look like El Chapo (Yeah)
I earn my points, I work
I don’t talk about girls, I talk about bunch’
Asylum, my passes are low
Inhuman because of what I’ve been through, that’s why if they call me I don’t even say “hello”, okla
That’s your girlfriend holding on to the stick, oppla
I don’t even touch her and she says “it’s bad”, fuck that
They look like they’re from Halo, when we dress up if we give it a try, damn
Seven kilos I’ll repair it, chop that, rich but we’re unemployed, cut it (Paw)
Mounted in an Audi X4, we go in black (Grr)
Four never in white, I never smell white
If I don’t wear Kalenji, I don’t step on the act
I don’t leave my mark, I look like a cripple
Fuck, I hate these white people with the top smoke
If they knew that I see them inferiore’ (Ah)
I have her daughter listening to the ‘previous’
If she gives him a new song, she gives me her ‘interior’ song (Wllah)
Her father comments to his friends that they hate Morad
And it’s his fault that he improves me
And he says that there is a certain Beny who lives illegally
And that represents your marginal neighborhood
We like to make money, I don’t like to shine (-ar)
Don’t ask me for the photos, I’m not going to give them
The police investigate me and they keep me quiet
For my brother’s mouth, we’re going to leave you a couple of holes, yeah
You would be the bank manager and treat me like a son (Noo)
If I didn’t have what I have, they wouldn’t serve me permanently (No, no)
When I was little they wanted to take my house
And now they ask me to choose with or without the terrace (What?)
Iniesta doing touches in the square
My colleague, if they give their opinion, they say: “You are guasa-guasa”
Don’t throw me on WhatsApp, pay me through La Caixa
Selling for merchandise, discount NFT
The bear brings the juice and I’m lazy
We talk about life and we talk about things
These are another league, fifteen hundred for the photo
Get out of my way because I don’t deal with brat’ (Brr)
‘I was doing evil things, now I’m bad
If you have outstanding bills, we’re going to give you unemployment
I talk to PML and he tells me that he got it
We’ll put it in a bag, I’ll bring it to you as a gift
There are good people, there are bad people in the world
If I get thirty-eight, I’ll sink all of them
My mother cries, she says that I am her whole world
I bought him a house now all I need is the world
And let them continue talking about me, I am a resounding no
If I do an interview, I’m sure I’ll confuse them.
They invent my life, even I get confused
But I know that I am gold and with silver I do not work
Free Sufian
Hey, free El Cata
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