Batman En Can Am

Ah-ah, shh

All quiet without giving details
My name carries weight, there's no way I'll fail
Don't look for me to smash them against the ground
I knocked down that movie you have that claims to be street

Today we go out in Can-Am, heading for the road
A caravan of rifles, and everyone's in a van
Here all the sticks come straight from Afghanistan (oh, crazy)
Thanks to us, Superman ran out of cape

Today we go out in Can-Am, heading for the road (okay)
A caravan of rifles, and everyone's in a van
Here all the sticks come straight from Afghanistan
Thanks to us, Superman ran out of cape

Here the joints are exotic, the clothes are exotic
The matte black gun, I call it: The gothic bitch
The cover doesn't fit in the wallet, how bizarre
The account freezes because of the amount being deposited

Don't worry, I'm with all my crew
We have the sticks on us, we look like Taliban (oh, crazy)
We're going to turn you into food for the alligators
I have a crew of Nazis, none of them are German, nigga

Your bitch keeps sucking it
I look like a pilot, landing on top of her
Time passes and I'm still here educating them
These musical whores keep giving it up, yeah
Since I go out, I'm causing a scandal
My Santurce neighborhood always representing

Today we go out in Can-Am, heading for the road
A caravan of rifles, and everyone's in a van
Here all the sticks come straight from Afghanistan (oh, crazy)
Thanks to us, Superman ran out of cape

Today we go out in Can-Am, heading for the road (okay)
A caravan of rifles, and everyone's in a van
Here all the sticks come straight from Afghanistan
Thanks to us, Superman ran out of cape (let's go)

If it's not Can-Am, we go out in the Aventador
I look good, I don't need to dress in designer, yeah
Wherever I go, the heat is felt
The stick shines and when it points, the Sun asks for blessing

I have this game in my favor, bastards, do me a favor
Always active in defense, not even Messi scores a goal here
Much more than Panadol will be needed for your pain
My children are born rich, dad was their Powerball, nigga

(La Marizon)

Today we go out in Can-Am, heading for the road
A caravan of rifles, and everyone's in a van
Here all the sticks come straight from Afghanistan (oh, crazy)
Thanks to us, Superman ran out of cape

Today we go out in Can-Am, heading for the road (okay)
A caravan of rifles, and everyone's in a van
Here all the sticks come straight from Afghanistan
Thanks to us, Superman ran out of cape

Ouh
So
You knew
Austin, baby
JH Beats and Crivas
EHXX, The Professor
It's the Flow Factory
Yeah
OMI, step it up motherfucker
Step your game up, my nigga
'Cause we coming