La Isla Del Encanto (feat. Ayax y FERNANDOCOSTA)

Ayax Pedrosa
FERNANDOCOSTA
DJ Blasfem
Wa, wa, wa

Bravo, this has been a collaboration
We've also scratched our name on the wall
I met you in Ibiza, we didn't have a penny
We were at amnesia selling grams
To mess up the game in the rap game
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance
Six in the morning police at my door
You're using me like the black guy from VOX
On Sunday all to church, and on the contrary
The God you love never passes through the neighborhood
Fernando (Ah), you buy and Foyon the command
They're soft (Ah), they write with trembling hands
Bastard, this is back from the dead
This is unforgivable, from the Wild Wild West
I'm not untouchable like Eliot Ness
I don't paint houses like the Irishman
Handsome, you're not so tough anymore, so boss
Ask in the neighborhood and not even Tato remembers
We were lovebirds, she was the dog and I the cat
I said it in '14, I have rope for a while
And I explode, I freak out and I go to Medellin
Give me what's mine because there's no mistake here
Give me what's mine because I don't faint
You know, the kids working hard
I don't want your throne, I'm already the lion
If I kiss you, it'll be on all your lips
She says she's alone, I don't want trouble
Let's take a plane if the world is a neighborhood

Bravo, this has been a collaboration
We were in Ibiza at 40 degrees
They were going to the club, not leaving the bathroom
They were vomiting from side to side
Eating at Burger, not at Cipriani
We dressed from the flea market, not from Emporio Armani
There was plenty of desire, money wasn't abundant
Making deals with Italians
The island of charm and white powder
The shit I live is the shit I sing
We're on the dance floor, not in the box
Selling talcum powder to the tourists
These stories are not told in school
I worked as a cashier, you at La Tagliatella
Everything was shared, the shoes had no soles
One for the family, two for the fella
A capella, here if you don't run you fly
I fight for mine like Nelson Mandela
As Prok says, and this is purer than grandma's stew
I gave it to him to try and his teeth fell asleep
Selling soda in Platja d'en Bossa
We made tussi with pink pills
You started flying when it entered through your pit
They gave us a thousand nights like Vargas Llosa
I sing ray ray to my Moorish queen
She gets in line and her heart stops
They did it out of necessity, not fashion
Stealing wallets at Bora Bora
Ayax, Fernando, we come from the mud
Since the 90s spreading mambo
I'm going to Argentina, to the land of tango
Punishing those who screwed me like Django
Fast like Pininfarina
Smoking resin in La Latina
Traveling Madrid from corner to corner
This is pure, uncut, like a kilo of flour, yo