La Tuerca

Do you want to know the truth?
Mute, put on a beat

This kid makes fun even of the disabled
And how many of them hear you? You should visit them
Why do you boast to me that you make millions?
If you have so much to spare, go to your neighborhood and help the poor

I'm going to tell you the story of a fair-skinned kid
Who even asked me for a photo the day he met me
He abandoned his people, kicked me out of his house
And claims that Chikanito stole a song from him

You spoke badly of Chikis and Richard Ahumada
You were just starting and already talking crap
If I start talking about all the nonsense you said
This would turn into a 50-season series

You don't show your face, Shara
With so much nonsense, you've already made your fairy tale
You know the story I tell is not made up
To shut you up, you need a few slaps

Double-faced bitch, you're just opportunistic
That's why even the people from your record label want to throw you down
I stayed silent for years enduring bullshit
Now you're screwed, you looked for trouble

Everything comes to an end one day, so you better pray
The toughest neighborhoods see you as a princess
You left the company, beauty salons
If you're going for the head, then come for this

It's rumored in the neighborhood that you're pure falsehood
But Chikano has arrived to let them know the truth
That you're an ass for fighting is no news
If you're going to copy Angel, better copy his humility

Bitch, bitch
The street doesn't respect you
Whore, bitch, bitch
They see you as a stripper

You're a bitch, bitch
A record label made you
Fucking bitch, bitch
You're peeling my dick

Imagine I'm Canelo
From hitting you so much, you'll give me your tooth
If I trusted you before because you were a kid, asshole
You're grown up now, you have hair on your ass

My hands want to destroy you like Thanos
So that in your fucking life you never talk about Chikano again
Here we go and later we'll meet
Because we're muleteers and we walk the path

I want to see it, knock you out with a slap
And have you tell me, Chikanito, I won't bother you again
Please, don't hit me on my made-up face
I regret everything I said on the call

On Facebook and in the massages, I'd rather give you a massage
In fact, let me suck you off to relax
Why do we get angry if you know I'm very gay?
If I go for it, I'm Krillin fighting Kakaroto

For making fun of my ranch, you're going to taste the donkey's
And you'll get the dark one while I smoke a joint
Sir, I'm from the ranch, with boots and on horseback
And the chicken needs a lot to be able to deal with this rooster

Shut up, don't say anything
You know I'll knock you out with a slap
If you can't stand to see my face
Why are you saying all your bullshit

Just nonsense, can't handle the stick
Feels like a badass, double-faced bitch
Is this how you rap, remember when I taught you?

Bitch, bitch
The street doesn't respect you
Whore, bitch, bitch
They see you as a stripper

You're a bitch, bitch
A record label made you
Fucking bitch, bitch
You're peeling my dick

You kicked me out of your house, I want to know the reason
Also from Angel's store, those who saw are witnesses
In order to be famous, you betray your friends
Then you say it's envy, ungrateful dog

Envy of what if I even congratulated you?
When after Nena you went with Santa Fe
But see, I never said you should take me with him
Rather you were afraid I would get to know him

I'm alone and I'm the owner of my record label
I have my Mercedes-Benz and a ranch up in the mountains
Since I hit it big, my family has food
Thank Angel because he saved your life

Be grateful, don't betray me
As you did with me, I helped you and you repaid me badly
Because Adrian already said that you told him
That while parked you were going to forget about Angel

I was proud of everything you achieved
But for what you did, you killed yourself
No matter how much you humiliated me, I shone on my own
And I'm grateful for life and for God

In the end, a mouth will shut up
If I'm making it up, they know shit floats
But if you did it, karma will charge you
And no matter how much they try to hit me, I have my guardian angel