DHRAMA

A couple of years ago when we were nothing
The same hundred hooded guys anywhere
There were no brands, no hits, no talk of cash
Couldn't afford clips and Faqq wasn't the man
We were hungry kids in the big city
Using internet tracks just to rap
Juggling with two pesos to go record
And earn that respect that's hard to find now
Tag nights, hush and wavs, tears in the end
Life is fast and will vibrate in a spiral
From quarterfinals in a freestyle round
To being the soundtrack in national rap hours
Check, check
Since I was little I mixed between shivering and belittling
You see the level from the first LP
Believe me on the CD where I started weaving nets without seeing
I'm the same jerk, just got the ten

I invested my values in rhyme
They feed on lies in songs
I know the weight and envy gnaw
I made your lines sound and there's no end
I invested my values in rhyme
They feed on lies in songs
I know the weight and envy gnaw
I made your lines sound and there's no end

What's up? I was born to be an MC
This is not conscious rap, it's just rap and sounds like this
Pay mom's debts and then buy the beats
Before showing off on the street that you brag about
There are hearts given far from Instagram
And looks held with the screen off
I've been to Barna, Bogotá, Madrid, and even Uruguay
Where I went, I told you about me and live I sound the same
Around a bonfire, in the cypher, or at Luna Park
The same desire with more experience and rap quality
To hell with your stardom, I don't have fans
But there are chrome wagons if Roman dies tonight

I did it for love, an act of loyalty
Sacrifice and honor, hip hop changed my life
It came out of the block and made itself heard
At the end of that line, an immortal signature
I did it for love, an act of loyalty
Sacrifice and honor, hip hop changed my life
It came out of the block and made itself heard
At the end of that line, an—

The band gave me the endorsement, the word, the dharma of juggling
Facts will bleed, chopped in guts gutted in a hush pipe, uh-huh
Take out the chrome without more and they will chew my bang
Here comes the bullet that ends the superstitions
Giving the exact burst, the stands call me Roman

I invested my values in rhyme
They feed on lies in songs
I know the weight and envy gnaw
I made your lines sound and there's no end
I invested my values in rhyme
They feed on lies in songs
I know the weight and envy gnaw
I made your lines sound and there's no end

I spit shock, flows, kid, stock phrases, tell him
That this block God is your drug dealer, ploh, throw
The incredible dribbles of my tone
Make you vibrate freely to the caliber of my singles
Doing rap, dad, I'm not going to win a Grammy
So pure inside, I enter with Airmax on the tatami
Partner, you know what I mean
Dressed in verses, not Versace
I have the gift but I feel like Daddy
I heard your album, bro, it played on the radio
And the best rapper there was your producer
This 20-21 I'm taking it
I rhyme it all without metrics so everyone understands
If I weren't so me I'd have a million
Now I have a few, who raps better?
From the school of Lamar, Badass, and J. Cole
We're in the business of sounding but still being hip hop

I did it for love, an act of loyalty
Sacrifice and honor, hip hop changed my life
It came out of the block and made itself heard
At the end of that line, an immortal signature
I did it for love, an act of loyalty
Sacrifice and honor, hip hop changed my life
It came out of the block and made itself heard
At the end of that line, an—

We're back, the same as always
No MC has been born to demystify me
Hey, me, Gs!
Internal strength defines you a lot
We're back, the same as always
No MC has been born to demystify me
Hey, me, Gs!
Internal strength defines you a lot