Me Alegro de Su Odio (2013)
Cartel de Santa
I'm Glad of Your Hate (2013)
2013
It's my turn, I don't change course, I keep being nocturnal
With lyrics I knock them down, I always make it big
Really big, gigantic, to keep the position
If you lack flow, I'll lend you some, I have plenty, I remove it if it bothers me
I don't owe anyone, that's why no one charges me
They criticize my works, for the content
It doesn't matter if I smoke a fucking kilo
I don't ask for anything, I go after what's mine
Nothing they say will change what I say
You're still screwed and you're really pissed off
All your comments fit in your ass
You talk out of your ass, that's why you mess up
You never show your face, you're all talk
You rinse your mouth, with a liter of cum
From all the sucking you leave us with dry balls
I'm glad your hate, gives me inspiration
To keep making money and write another song
From your frustration I keep making bills
Damn bunch of assholes, that's why we're the bosses
I'm glad your hate, gives me inspiration
To keep making money and write another song
From your frustration I keep making bills
Damn bunch of assholes, that's why we're the bosses
Hell yeah, they're all assholes
They talk shit, but run away quickly
They set fire, but when I arrive
I quickly put them out, I hit them and lower their ego
Because it's my decision, asshole, to be a badass
I got the flow and dirty rhymes down
I hope you understand, it's better if you get lost
The more you throw at me, the more my rap sells
And even if what I say sounds cocky
I say it cool, buddy, get ready
Because I get inspired by the things that happen to me
From life, from the street, and from the jealous ones
If I'm a pirate, everyone knows it
Don't mess with me, come at me
I know I bother you for being better at this
And because I show it in my notebook and on stage
I'm glad your hate, gives me inspiration
To keep making money and write another song
From your frustration I keep making bills
Damn bunch of assholes, that's why we're the bosses
I'm glad your hate, gives me inspiration
To keep making money and write another song
From your frustration I keep making bills
Damn bunch of assholes, that's why we're the bosses
Don't play dumb dude, no one runs from me
Auuummm, but I'm not watching you
I'm watching your girl, making her smile
Ready to enter the ring, for the photo with the Big
Oh shit, he's getting jealous and he also sings
Calm down, the bear is listening, I play the bear
Cheater, the most scandalous
I can't handle young girls because I destroy them
Just like all the assholes who are sucking up to me
Oh my God, remove them from my path
And if I eliminate them, it would be their destiny
Damn cretins, always talking shit
And they say they're your friends
But be on guard, I'm protected
They say I'm gone, known everywhere
And in the party there's the pow pow, it's my meow meow
Go on, shake your ass, put on a show, you how
I'm glad your hate, gives me inspiration
To keep making money and write another song
From your frustration I keep making bills
Damn bunch of assholes, that's why we're the bosses
I'm glad your hate, gives me inspiration
To keep making money and write another song
From your frustration I keep making bills
Damn bunch of assholes, that's why we're the bosses