A Sincerazos

[Mateo]
If I were you and I liked myself, I would have bad taste
Laughing with lies or crying with truths, what's more unfair?
I adjust words and then embed them
And fill it with truths to make it sound more robust
Without alcohol and with lyrics but with AlcolirykoZ
Empirical knowledge in satirical analysis
If I tell you the truth, then you wouldn't believe me
You'd think I'm being ironic and that I'd listen to your music
I know nobody tells the truth, so I tell it to myself
The least in this vulgar world is to be honest with myself
I'm rude and I'm rough and like you, I tell lies
I rise and cut the gaze that betrays me in the pupil
I know there are 4 of us and maybe I'm not the best
But among the millions that exist, you're the worst
(Mateo is a generic name, should have an alias)
But the name doesn't rap (then it sucks)

[Gambeo]
That's the scenario, speaking in code
You think, damn, you're bad, but they say, buddy, how do you know
I'm not surprised they pat themselves on the back without earning honors
They don't do favors by telling lies and then get offended
Who asks for humble opinions about their RAP
Expects everything but the truth, and that's how it'll be
They say, check out my space or my Facebook
What's good is good, and I arrive alone, just hit play and it's ours
Boohhh ufff, I can't save myself
Critique me, I'm not a hypocrite, not even a bit bald
I only hear mosquitoes and buzzing
They want to kill them with claps, and they think they're being applauded
And they're convinced of their profession
Some have desires, some have a gift
If they've been recording their whims for years
It's not that you're bad, it's that nobody has told you

[Ziro]
If the truth existed without anyone getting offended
It would be happiness like filling the fridge
If breathing on the outskirts felt the same
There wouldn't be a use for the accuser or an excuse for cynicism
And here I see the same, people with fear and dubious credit
Talking about raising less than a finger
I'd tell you if I could, then tell me what you deserve
I don't buy the gun or invite you to pray
Months go by and there are those who die of cold
The brain's defense mechanism empty
And I laugh, I don't fight, and if I read, I don't reread
And now they're getting dizzy listening to this atheist
I see them in their insecurity, then I inhale and exhale
And everyone is good if you ask a bad person
Or worse, not accepting that someone surpasses them
It's the attitude of those who can't and get desperate

[Kaztro]
My frankness continues, for others a failure
Of course! Hypocrisy drags it with its lasso
If they tell you you're bad, the other doesn't know
Even with the same lasso, they'll hang you, that's the case
If they don't like me, what can I do, man
Ask me, how do I feel about myself?
According to what they receive, that's what they give
They talk about what's good, and they themselves don't believe it
I saw them passing by, criticizing others
I never heard quality in their lives
Around the corner, I heard it was awful
There, they paint it in front of you without hesitation, they have another plan
The truth is my best size
If telling it brings me enemies, welcome to my battle
They fill their heads with lies and falsehood
And what happened was reality

[Mateo]
You, you, you, you have no talent
This RAP travels flying from Envigado to Aranjuez
That's how it goes, Gambeta, in this den Kaztro
That's how I look with Ziro, this nefarious world
I'm Mateo and I don't box for any trophy
I just see the snot of your ugly RAP
If you don't like this thesis, then tell me
Just like I say that your time is fleeting
Your best truth is my worst lie
Your best rap is devoured by my vampire girlfriend
Faced with false comments, my head spins
If my supposed skill is bad, people leave
Or maybe they'd stay to give me encouragement
Because when I rap, I choke and turn pale
AlcolirikoZ is a good name, dude, give it to me
When I contradict myself in songs, dude, scold me, right?

[Gambeta]
I'm always in debt with myself
I watch a video of an old show and punish myself for every mistake
I know my mistakes. In alphabetical order
I'm the best, but there are better ones, even if it sounds ironic
I'm a sincere and decisive critic
Gambeta, if I tell you you're bad, take it as a compliment
Mateo and Sub-Ziro between lines and corrections
Today they improve what until now (are speculations!)
Hey Ziro, I used to think you copied Nach
(Of course, and to copy him more, I'll start Ziro Scratch)
I'm capable, tomorrow I don't know, sometimes
I doubt everything I've done and have to do
I'm one of the shy ones, so what? Don't label me
Educate your ears and apply
This rule of 3, no! This rule is of 4
You'll see it never fails, underline and no more scribbles

[Ziro]
I saw a fake poet trying to ride Babieca
I saw a rap battle in a nightclub
With a 5000 beer, then what do you ask of me
The rappers with the most skill from here to there
I always wondered why Gambeta rapped with a suitcase
(To store what's left from A to Z)
And respecting isn't pretending, they never felt it
I also had 16, but some didn't grow up
And they got lost, and now there are no buts left
Now with this union, there can't be a third place
And that hurts like not having it revealed
It smells like you only rap when the TV breaks
We put a hole on the map, dummy
Dummy, enjoy the fruit before it spoils
The answer comes out before thinking how it sounds
It's a shame that gratitude becomes a chain

[Kaztro]
And how are you going to forgive me
If in myself I found what they didn't give me
Giving me what they didn't say
There's no more fear here
And accepting that I'm still new
And that I owe this to Gambeta
My throat wobbles and what I kept quiet was your noise
If Carlos is still lazy
Ask this Kaztro who in RAP is still a wizard
When I'm hoarse, my soul raps to me
I'm immature, so what? Lady lyrics desires me
I don't promise anything for the future
My present is what I have left
I have evidence for you
Yesterday I lost morale, today I treat myself badly
And tomorrow, as usual, it could be normal