I am in the mouth of many fools and others through the pores, sweats me what they talk forums. I am light years away from your crew of idiots I envy, I have anger their girls I fuck's.
I it is hard to accept the future and is already, Nobody know me but you a lot and spend salt. Here are those who do not write, quiet, Live between of truth, It is believed that the whole is foolish than talk.
Comments smoke petas-zetas, I want because they can not hit with my ... Pringaos. I am my fan, and I rap sorry, it's true: Is that I am an expert on what I have smuggled out inside.
And I was to see the big picture, Those who have just started going to everything they know nothing.
I have something few have (huh?) Fardar is to only of what can be. And of course, I all god, Try to imitate my voice, my flow and my breath.
see, which I have not been uploaded, I repeat I have clones but all failed departed. I say what I and that is why I am special. I have no fear but I some apalizar, My speak of a reality, Shame has to give, For not able to my rap.
I my heavy responsibility, Influenced in thinking, rap You do not my handycap,
And it is that rhyme is my greatest passion, your envy is the highest manifestation of Admiration.
Flavour of (many!) Any lie face. Flavour of (many!) everything that you have. Flavour of (many!) No fools. Flavour of (many!) Only who commented.
And you can not how it is that I am still, If so many I love and more will get me. Porta was one short (what will!) Do not know why, but I that I some anger and jealousy.
I am a of the Internet, Rap is going through of mouth, My is Christian, But you better call me Porta.
Do not if you do not want to be judged, Can you say that I am not an MC for not hair shaving? But I have more than 6 years rapping at the moment at least, I have to accelerate, but it will lay the brake.
I started recording with a micro like everyone else, Except 12 years I did not want to get my promo. Do you think I came out of (Naaah. ..) I wrote rap in the courtyard, other children were playing.
I do not know, you are at all with me, I do not step on the fans, consider them friends. Ignorance is the of your defects, (I think) If this is not for you rap, I do not know what be your concept.
I do not whom I heard, so I Anyone who wants to to me. you are a closed-minded alejandria me hair.
Chapo mouths and I chromosome rap, I Soma, but that only affects the quality.
The fame is not like you think, if you fixed are 2 One of who love you and one of the memos.
Flavour of (many!) Any lie face. Flavour of (many!) Believe that you have. Flavour of (many!) No fools. Flavour of (many!) fools who commented.
I learned a lot in these years, more than you think does not exist in the culture, so I Forget, Suicídate, why? You are not to be me. Trying to be the does not mean go up.
Neither I nor do I rap to link, Because I have girlfriend, I am by fame, and it is not by fardar. not ironies. I like sarcasm, engineer, as rabiarían.
I know you chuparías the contracts I rejected, Talked to dad, and now is peak cladding. say that it's a monster and why asusto. While I my rap I continue to do so with gusto.
I rap so sorry, not for love, Listen, do not me, write me and point. Van de what they do not know. I girls pijos, emos, bakalas, heavys, metal And rapers. Gothic, skaters, and people. I am here because my model was the prominent.
I will be frank, I the machine and Reggaeton is rap passion, or hobbie, jodí to my maquetón CCs.
Are you squared? And I the bucket. You Take me to city, Watch the level climbs.
Forgive me for speaking so much myself, But I molo. It me always be rare On lips.
Mcs needed appointing pa controversy Seek and who can not earn your model. Although I already of your gilipolleces clown, What mine is successful, and to it yours failure.
Thanks to those who me and those who do not, Today because I know that without you would not be I am. The excuse that against me etiquetarme is what I am not. A word of Learn best B-boy.
Flavour of (many!) Any lie face. of many (many!) Believe everything you have. Flavour of (many!) No fools. Flavour of (many!) fools who commented.