Judas

Two years ago I went up to Coruña with my brother Kas
In a Mercedes 2001, full throttle
We had a show that night, we had to play
But we took advantage and stayed a couple more days
There was a guy there who wanted to collaborate
I really liked him and we started recording
He came to the studio with some really forced poses
He introduced himself without revealing his name or age
We finished the song and went to his neighborhood
It was a small town but he said it was a neighborhood
He introduced us to his girl at home and we were hanging out
He talked to me about Spanish rap, respect, and ranks
He said he was amazed by me and Niño Snake
And that now Space Hammu was the biggest thing in Spain
That he didn't understand why some were stuck and we weren't
I told him: Bro, let's go, let's not talk anymore and let's do it
I gave you a couple of tips and supported you, helped you
Like a brother helping another to find something to eat
We finished the video and we never saw each other again
And I told you to present it at your show with Das EFX
And I warned you that La Utopía was stealing your cream
I offered you to tour with me and they answered for you
And they didn't let you go
Like those frustrated fifteen-year-old rat kids that daddy takes care of
And that you show in clips
And Cain got angry because God looked after Abel
And tried to kill his brother for not being at his level
Consumed by envy and impotence afterwards
He betrayed him like Judas for crumbs of the pie
What good is it to act real if you have no honor?
No matter how many chains you buy, you don't gain value
I've helped push Space Hammu forward with heart
You count friends and don't even reach two
You've divided Spain into two sides
Those with ambition
And those who want to stay in the neighborhood sniffing
With me: Wake up, kid coming out of the mud
You threw me from home and I was fucking in Colombia

Lopes Lopes Lopes you have a lot to shut up about
If you're ashamed of the name your mom gave you
If your name is Anselmo, brother, admit it already
Not even with that you go straight, bitch, you're a wack
Black gold was Biggie, Black gold was Nas
You a frustrated white boy who doesn't know how to hit
You talk about selling coke and being a boss
And you forgot to put mics around your house, snitch
You're the Galician Tekashi, but even more fake
Changing the voice of the one who went with Ali-G, the first step
Tell me, what the fuck have I done to you, clown?
Is it my fault that the festivals don't pay attention to you?
If you have a shitty show and just scream shit
And you have a couple of little girls sucking your dick
Don't think you're daddy, daddy is me and the throne is mine
You're just an ungrateful village idiot
Your most famous song is mine
And now the next one will also be mine
You must be depressed
You only get attention when you start a fight
The only circus you've created, you badly born
What are you talking about? I'm representing the neighborhood
Everywhere, worldwide,