Rap de Rua

Punks, enemies wide-eyed in my path
But none step where I step
Girls and boys fooled by the ambition to be a thug
A bunch of wannabes
Never were, aren't, and never will be
Years go by and many of them have seen that all they did was in vain
The wind comes and they go like soap bubbles
That rise into the air and pop
Rap is freedom, but be careful
Everyone speaks their truth but can still get locked up
Whoever rhymes our life gains fame, gains cash
One day hits the jackpot, our pain, our rage
Bitch ass niggas, I steal your curse of living like a loser
Running for nothing and dying on a corner
Putting your face in the fake news
Like you’re the biggest criminal in life
It’s tough, it’s rough being a G
Rolling with the crew and having a thousand enemies, MCs, one B, just like you
Homies want swag, want cash, want beef
Yo, thug, I already told you your crew ain't a threat
We don’t mess with groups, or groupies, bro
You’re a bunch of babies crawling on the highway
The world doesn’t stop, dude, uh bring it
Gangsters toasted and laughed
When they heard they killed Kappa, motherfuckers

Thug movement, no love, no love
Thug movement, black thug life
Thug movement, zigazigazagalote
Thug movement, rap is in the streets, dog

Thug movement, no love, no love
Thug movement, black thug life
Thug movement, zigazigazagalote
Thug movement, rap is in the streets, dog (in the streets, dog)

We are Kappa, niggas