El Congreso

Yeah
That's how easy progress is
We lived with a lack of income
And that's how I met the street and got into the game
And the war with thick sticks

Some fell and others in the song who fell were arrested
But here we don't talk about any of that
Being an artist covers me from a congress
That never bows its head to anyone and if they throw themselves, we're going to kill each other

I only walk with my God, the cars and chains around my neck are balanced
I don't care what they say about me, if I catch them sucking face to face
I've never changed sides, if they hide we'll find them

Yeah, yeah, yeah
The bullets up and I don't lower my gaze
They throw punches, what they don't have is a punch
I am the Sun, by my side are flares
I have the firetejito, flowing like Kyle Albrecht
I feel like the oven because every time they see me close they get brownie

The gossip explodes and the sticks give fire like Saudi
You ask for a discount and I keep counting
I make more dough than Garden Olive
I don't eat vegetables, I'm crazy about beef
They're going to scream like in Tokyo Drift
Your woman cheats on you, you're Will Smith
I record her just like mine Khalif-

The youngest of the milfs, the R Sport like Night Drive Fifth
The guards suck me off (Guards) and also the sheriff
Pepa' for pain and they're not Alive
My voice has more weight than Planet First

Don't bow your head to anyone and if they throw themselves we're going to kill each other
I always walk with my Glock, my Cubans around my neck, and the cars are balanced
Without balls what they say about me, if I catch them sucking face to face
I've never changed sides, if they hide we'll find them

With the look of the newspaper, a hundred thousand on the neck
You've always wanted to live my life (Prr-prr-prr)
Don't snore, come down and we'll rip you out by the roots
Son of a b**** you're just unhappy
Before you turned your back on me and now they call me for a feature
With the music ticket we started to invest
Here the movie is real, all yours is fiction
I'm in PR with a couple of babies like Denville

I'm not one to follow advice without following it
The opposite sticks of the same
Touch me and the wave will cover you like an earthquake (Prr)
And don't talk about knowing the street, without giving details
I'm going to have to take them on a tour
I live the life of a big shot, thrown back in a boat
In a brothel leaving the packs inside the gistro
With guns and bottles in the club (Pa, pa, pa)

I haven't bowed my head to anyone and if they throw themselves we're going to kill each other
I only walk with my God, the cars and chains around my neck are balanced
I don't care what they say about me, if I catch them sucking face to face
I've never changed sides, if they hide we'll find them

(Hahaha)
The Mynor
Millo Gang, b****
The human trap, the trap in person, motherf*****
The trapper of trappers (Prr, prr)
Mera, tell me, Ecua
Mera, tell me, Mynor
(We're the quiet ones, motherf*****')
Respect to those who respect us, hey
Brytiago, b****
You already know
(Prr, Ah-ah)