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He wants to come back, he wants to come back
He wants to feel the fame again
But he's a coward, he's not the same as yesterday

He wants to come back, he wants to come back
He wants to feel the fame again
But he's a coward, he's not the same as yesterday

Many rappers criticize me, but they all pass
They work, they don't work, they lower themselves
They don't fit in the box, their rap is a joke
They're like a hole and they think they're great

Their women get pregnant and don't get it
That their parents want them out of the house
They take any job, then push aside rap
Their fame as an MC quickly fades

Vowels for diapers, damn, they're real!
At work, now they're just normal idiots
(They) Are average, with disillusion
They're just plain, with a ribbon

I'm the target of envy and object of devotion
The ovation, the envious one, covers with defamation
The mission of emotion is an action without omission
Envy pays homage to the mediocre, damn fool

With conviction, my diction made me a champion
Brush to paint houses is the new vocation
You had everything without any condition
Now to have it, you resort to your imagination

(Shh!) Your dedication has no passion
Your pitch passed into history, Bird
So now, there's almost no time to write
Only left to say: The pay is negotiable

He wants to come back, he wants to come back
He wants to feel the fame again
But he's a coward, he's not the same as yesterday

Hey, what about your prestige?
Rolling in his grave for not going to school
You had the privilege of hearing that you rapped well
But time passed and we realized your style was a copy

I'm sorry, I stay current
Language is my pension to my talent
You're pathetic, my rap hurts
Because I know how to put the accent

But you're good-looking, I'm acknowledging that
Because you bring food like you give up your seat
You inflated more than Adriana Barrientos' boob
But there comes a time when your moment passes

I can understand if you don't believe me
I can understand if you don't understand my rap
But I can't understand if you say it's not coherent
Because it's clear you don't even understand what you read

You're just a poor fool
Explain to yourself why you can't accept
That I keep rapping in a spectacular way
(Shh!) I'm not going to throw all my achievements in your face
Because it's clear that in talent, I surpass you
Those who know me, know I don't show off
I lack social skills, that's all, bro

He wants to come back, he wants to come back
He wants to feel the fame again
But he's a coward, he's not the same as yesterday

Friends, I don't know how to make friends
But enemies, unintentionally, I get a thousand
These fools make a big deal
There's no merit in the worst saying you're the best

But come on, shoot, let your raps shoot, compare
Everybody see how vowels come out that stop
Words of talent are worth more than a thousand images
I'm the scapegoat for all their negligence

For their total lack of intelligence
If you don't like my voice, then have patience
This is the voice of experience
Their mic always loses, even if they fill it with profit

Listen to Jonas and Ube, keep your distance
So start learning, losers
The Marvelous Demon, you know who he is (ow!)

He wants to come back, he wants to come back
He wants to feel the fame again
But he's a coward, he's not the same as yesterday

He wants to come back, he wants to come back
He wants to feel the fame again
But he's a coward, he's not the same as yesterday

He wants to come back, he wants to come back
He wants to feel the fame again
But he's a coward, he's not the same as yesterday