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