Medellificación (feat. Jerónimo)

And why did you say you loved me?
No, I never said I loved you
I just said I liked you
Ah, but it doesn't matter. Revenge is sweet you know
Very sweet

(Hey)
(Gen-tri-fi-ca-tion, gentri-fi-ca-tion)
(The sound, sound)
(The sound of gentrification)

The exploited Rappi workers, sitting
In a garden eating the fries from your burger
The bourgeoisie says it's an injustice
Others call it 'the tax on poverty'

That lady just came out of mass
And celebrates the beating a kid is getting
She shouts to kill him because when it comes to thugs
She prefers them Colombian

Selective xenophobia, sex tourism
All for the economy
Free concerts for the empowered
Mayor's friends disguised as the proletariat

Gilmer was asked for his apartment
To raise the rent by a million pesos
Turn it into an AirBnb and rent it to a gringo
To later call it entrepreneurship

(For love)
Everything is very expensive
Recolonized by greedy ones
Living in debt doesn't matter
My new neighborhood is called Overpopulated

(For love)
Everything is very expensive
Recolonized by greedy ones (Yeah)
Living in debt doesn't matter
Your beautiful homeland is called Narco-State

(For love)
Here everyone thinks they're tough
You're not kind, you're interested
You've been watching Betty, the Ugly one for years
Selling second-hand clothes and charging them as new

They cancel you if you say too much
If you said little, if you said nothing
Then you post a video crying
And it's a pity the apology doesn't go viral
Like the screw-up

We're too complacent
There are no inhabitants here, only clients
You choose your presidents (how?)
As if they were your suitors

(The one)
The 1% says poverty is mental
That dreams do come true, that we're all equal
They were born rich and flee to rural areas
To be far from us and be super-spiritual

(For love)
Everything is very expensive
Recolonized by greedy ones
Living in debt doesn't matter
My new neighborhood is called Overpopulated

(For love)
Everything is very expensive
Recolonized by greedy ones (yeah')
Living in debt doesn't matter
Your beautiful homeland is called Narco-

For love, my eyes have cried
So many years at war (so many years at war, years at war)
I'm still here, clinging to your arms
Even if you don't love me anymore (even if you don't love me, don't love me)

For love, my eyes have cried
So many years at war (so many years at war, years at war)
I'm still here, clinging to your arms
Even if you don't love me anymore (even if you don't love me, don't love me)

(For love)

Everything is very expensive
Everything is very expensive
Everything is very expensive
Everything is very expensive

Hahaha

Don't use our music
To promote your rotten political campaign
We don't believe any of you
Street soccer is the only party we belong to

(Yeah)

(Motherfucker, hahaha)