ala pm le puse en alto
Doble ONE Flow Letal
I raised the PM high
Like a soldier with a hanger, I stumble
My tactical team causes a heart attack
For the events, I sing the shot to them
I'm always ready to repel
I raised the PM high
I know how the boat moves in the sea
Like Marlboro, I smoke a few
Who are thugs made of paper
(I raised the PM high)
(I raised the PM high)
What's up, my double, I want inspiration for you to bring out my dedication
Something that sounds really badass here
As you know how to do it, yes
Since I was little, I liked action, I already saw things as they are
I was only 9 and with a notion of what my future would be
I didn't like school at all, it was very tough
But to make my mess, I confirm that I was the problem
I liked war
At 13, I was already messing around
Filling my hands with grease with cars, my main task
I'm Mexican from Tamaulipas in HM, a blessed land
The thug thing doesn't go away from me, but I have it as a pure feint
I got tangled up in vices and craziness, life's blows and a whore
I drank to drown my sorrows, I was betrayed but even more by her
Sunk in the hole and enough, I came out alone to move forward
If I'm the shit in combat, it's because I love the massacre
People didn't expect anything, many abused my trust
I saw myself in the mirror and to my sister, I apologized to my mom
What's up, what happened to him
He was supposed to be really badass
He looks like a street dog, it didn't work to trample him
That's what people used to say but it was never enough
The strength lies here in my mind
And now look who came back from death
Like a soldier with a hanger, I stumble
My tactical team causes a heart attack
For the events, I sing the shot to them
I'm always ready to repel
I raised the PM high
I know how the boat moves in the sea
Like Marlboro, I smoke a few
Who are thugs made of paper
(I raised the PM high)
(I raised the PM high)
I am the seven for your luck, I have already returned, we are already at the front
I had a downturn necessarily
But we returned to knock people down
So many hitmen with pencil sharpeners
They can't stand it, they just suck it
This is going to be long, I am the baton
I don't believe they will give me ground
I come on the sidewalk, filling the bullets
Big-mouthed pepones are not bandits
Fucking water guys are useless assholes
To be at war, you need to have them
Not just to make yourself cunning, my dog
They didn't include school and the right hand for you
In a few words, I make a mess
I don't allow mistakes, that's what I mean
Friends are few, I can count them on one hand
I prefer quality over counting them
In heaven, there are already several resting
And those of us who are still here remembering
I don't trust anyone, only family
And a few buddies who are my brothers
We are ready for whatever comes our way
Bring it on, I'm going to tackle it
Discipline has forged my talent
From the beginning, I already had it with cheese
I never doubted myself because I strive
And it's the same thing that brought me back
I raise the gn and the PM in double one, here I am
The fx will be on me shortly, the 9 also accompanies me
With my Wanda, the boss, and the secret too (altered)
The legacy continues firm with the law
Pure fiber element, check it out (trained)
That I am the cream of the crop, says the 7
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