Constantine

Uh-huh, Oh

Writing on internet beats
While I'm in the streets what you claim to be on the internet (just say, just say)
Eating these internet girls
Who saw me dressed up and thought this talent was from rap

I don't even know why I still write rap
Guys tell lies and you applaud as if it were rap (what's up?!)
The dirty underground will return to the scene
It's not a birthday that will spin without mercy

The kids talk about going without haste
What you're selling, getting high, hides the gun
They want to spread my legs
Like the Red Sea and on my knees I go without thinking

I had visions and it wasn't from Raven
It's just a matter of time, soon we'll be in a Range Rover
Death for us is a matter of time
I want to be an example, set an example and not die as an example

Rhyming for us is just a pastime
It never paid off, how long did he stay inside?
Why death first and not paradise?
This is already hell, heaven is fictional

My faith is in the Lord and never in your bishop
They want you like a pawn and make a rotation (activity)

There's still a lot, you know (myself)

Call me John Constantine
Problems with demons and packs of cigarettes
Living like John Constantine
Days when I go to hell just to revisit the past

Enjoy sin and never comfort
Midnight has noise and smell of confrontation
Bebelzin who doesn't know wants to start conflict (comedy)
In my neighborhood they know me, I know the danger (my own)

Where everyone hates the cops
The damn ones without uniform never hold up
Where everyone smokes weed
Platinum in bars, them and their white stuff

I always saw everything and never snitched
The kids with the ambition of an XJ6
I always wanted to have everything, now I have and can
That's why in the family I'm the black sheep

I always saw everything and never snitched
The kids with the ambition of an XJ6
I always wanted to have everything, now I have and can
That's why in the family I'm the black sheep