Sexo Con Cristina

Last night God spoke to me and said Son you're going to the top
And I swear on my mother, I'm going to break all the stages
There's no music for me, I feel on fire
I pointed you down and I hunt you like Michael Myers

Blunt on fire, a lot of kush 24/7
The devil screams Brr when the flute plays
The ugly ones have pictures of me but without a package
Cop, my address is on an AK-47

We go into your house with black masks
And they run like when the lion runs after the zebra
Anuel the double A and the second one is Angel
It's not Angel two, it's that on top I have an Angel

They go overboard, they see us and scream danger
Their bullets don't hit me because on top I have an Archangel
Here no one is immortal, don't think you're a power ranger
If this were the NBA, I'm Kobe, you're Danny Granger

Why fear death?
If life is a bitch and death is human
I've never been lucky, no
I don't even believe in love anymore, my woman is marijuana

Sex with Cristina, with Cristina, ay ay
I see them in slow motion, that's my medicine
I have a list of problems, one day I'll pay the price
Life is a bitch, but I always appreciate it

Mr. Anuel, mommy talk to me, I call her Gucci
Gucci yes because she's worth as much as sushi
I was in the clouds and I went to Pluto
The ugly ones followed me and their plane crashed

Money over whores, women don't argue
It's your fault, Eve ate the fruit
They want to war with me and I give them the very weather
Pss I'm undefeated like Mayweather

Dressed in black like two guns like Max Payne
Purple bows, black glasses like Lil Wayne
And I'm not using Autotune like T-Pain
But if they touch me, I'll turn off a Venti Rain

Of steel, bullet rains I make you fly without wings
And to get drunk you have to dry out the 40 full kick
When it pulls, I send you a bitch who is very bad
She sets you up and I'm sitting waiting in your living room

Living as if it were my last days
Let yours cry before mine
I have a black heart, it doesn't matter
I have a list of pigs, one day I'll spread them out and more

Producers sell dreams
I'm the driest and I don't pay them
Singers are afraid because they see how I do it
I do it for the money, yes, like the Strippers
Woman who lends herself, I kidnap her like Jack the Ripper

Why fear death?
If life is a bitch and death is human
I've never been lucky, no
I don't even believe in love anymore, my woman is marijuana

Sex with Cristina, with Cristina, ay ay
I see them in slow motion, that's my medicine
I have a list of problems, one day I'll pay the price
Life is a bitch, but I always appreciate it

If pain didn't exist, I wouldn't laugh like the Joker
Dying has to be easy, surviving is tough
I want to make money like junkies want crack
We all nygga stay alive
Rest in peace Tupac

I'm rapping for faith, that's why I'm tough
I'm real, not like you, you're a jerk
I send the Mexican, the gun shouts and splatters you
We look at you for hell and the demons catch you

To hell with all those who cry for you
Double engine die bastards
Mine don't erase face, they give you bruises on your face
The borrowed ones are listening, know that I'm fearless

Why fear death?
If life is a bitch and death is human
I've never been lucky, no
I don't even believe in love anymore, my woman is marijuana

Sex with Cristina, with Cristina, ay ay
I see them in slow motion, that's my medicine
I have a list of problems, one day I'll pay the price
Life is a bitch, but I always appreciate it