Animal

They're looking me bad as if I were an animal
Bitch, but that's what I am, so what can I tell you
Sometimes I go clear and other times subliminal
But I don't drop a bar, that it isn't real

Hey boy, I don't even know what cachet I have
They give me head, but they hate me and love me like Che
And I ran out of car because I hooked up yesterday
But I bought another car with my racks, check

Who would have thought, in Leganitos years ago
Kicking the bars to go to the bathroom
That drives me crazy, I know they're getting to me
If I've been with the same ones since drinking at the Grume

My chains are fake, but they look so good
You with all the gold you're wearing still a pussy
I don't need a combo to light the dynamite
Because I have my little brother with the Zippo sparking

Fuck if you don't like it, you eat it all
Food is not thrown away, buddy, it's worth money
I walk around in my tracksuit full of holes
Hey bitch, Take away my sorrow or I'll sniff it

Aka Chavela, favela quality
I'm still in love with the one who doesn't deceive me
And I sing sorrows
I take off the filter, I put in the cardboard
And I write another song in the eye of the smoke

Without cheddar
I count on just enough, pointing debts
My bros used to walk with sprays now with neuroses
I'm not looking for trouble, I blow up the iceolator
And I take every puff that I burst my pleura