Alzypher Vol.1 (feat. Neto Peña, Yoss Bones, Toser One, Lefty SM, Mcklopedia y La Loquera)

Eya-ya-yaw
Directly from Alzada, dog
The damn Neto Peña, ah

[Neto Peña]
This is Alzypher, Bimbo flow, Mr. Barras arrived
The big Mexican, Chile you grab me
Where I grew up, gunshots and guitars sound
It makes me laugh, I'm not afraid of you, I know you don't pull
I almost catch you, tell Jaime to speed up
They ask me if I think I'm really cool, I answer them Lightly
Just what the taxi marks, Alzada moves it
I give them ten to run, it's going to get out of control soon
Hey son, don't mess it up, don't make it up
Just the looks, I'm not a criminal
Check my record, just a common dog
With unique talents to liven up the atmosphere
A few kisses from María to take off
Sismic alarm, crazy, it's about to shake
I'm tired of talking, I better give myself a kiss and roll
That's how the chronicles of a cholo heart sound

[Yoss Bones]
Ah, it's Yoss Bones, the princess of the street

Shh, lower it, don't take away my bass
The track is really good and I've earned my place
So go ahead, blast it, let them go on strike
Jocsan moves it on the beat and the skinny girl brings them as requested
Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy, buddy
Give me, give me a note, I lower them without gearing up
Don't, don't, don't underestimate me without realizing, dude
Do you have balls?, I have more word than you
I'm a little crazy, the girl from the neighborhood
The one who sets fire without taking off her underwear
I don't need to pretend what I'm not
I don't feel alone, I bring the whole gang
Here goes my block, heavy at the top
Simos DMT, post mortem chemical substance
Don't get me wrong, Alzada with power
I have my feet on the ground and a tongue like a saber

[Toser One]
Eyaw, it's damn Toser One, bro

I'm here to rap, I've never been interested in a rank
I'm the same son of a bitch, cold mind and twisted heart
They know they're trembling, I make them dance a tango
Everyone is peeling me off, I have the upper hand
Take it easy wa, for me fuck the top
I do this because I love it and I doubt they'll stop me
From the heart I am hip-hop, I stick more than with Top
I have so many lyrics inside that I can open a shop
Blood makes you a relative, but loyalty makes you family
Come over here for a bit, let's see who the hell helps you
With me there's no truce anymore and no reconciliation either
If the most you sin is eating meat on vigil
Please, those who know me, I'm real
All those who have thrown me have ended up badly
It's the flavor I put into the instrumental
Directly from Jalisco, the capital of drugs, eyaow

[Lefty Sm]
Eyow, eyow, eyow, eyow, it's Lefty, man

Again I bring the pen flying, man
I'm high in my room, I look like a king
In the studio I compose and record it, hey
Go tell them, bastard, the law has fallen
I bring the style and a well-placed trick
I have the essence of the most colorful river
I'm the good one, the one who kills the shitty bastard
The one who doesn't run or suffer because he has sinned
Open up, it smells like ass and I don't like to smell like that
Oh, go fuck yourself, I'm not interested in you, wannabe
I walk calmly around or I fly really high
I'm the pitcher of the team, I mark you the three strikes
If I pitch, I burn you, if I'm on my boat, I row
If you get in my way, I'm not afraid, I carry pure venom
So be careful, run, asshole, like a wounded one
I have the rifle ready, watch out, you're going sideways

[McKlopedia]
McKlopedia, the legend, oh shit

I consider myself an elevated being walking among humans
The quantum rhythmic lyrical germinates in my hands
If they doubted so much, how stupid they must be, they didn't sweat
Inert on the asphalt, in fact you're missing a song
I'm old, but not stupid, not stupid
It's hard for you to stagnate when you don't have complexes
Evil approaches me and I look at it from afar
Too bad that because of empathy they think I'm a rabbit
I believe half of what I hear and what I believe I doubt
Ugly raw and pure rap, comes out through the pores
I'm one of those who stick more, I'm worth my weight in gold
Chloroform, I break fat drums, while I fuck you
And you can buy whatever you want, whatever
But the technique with which Ramsés raps is not for sale
That's why, no matter how pretty you look, gonorrhea
Each of your songs sounds ugly, I mean