Ninguna Chavala Tiene Dueño/porque Ella Lo Dijo

Intro: I make love with minds. Minds seduce me. Intelligence seduces me. A face and a body seduce me when there's a mind behind them worth getting to know. I make love with minds. Minds need to be fucked. I make love with minds.

[kase.o]
I just want you to explain how you're going to be faithful, When I grab the microphone and you forget about him. Who will stop your passion? Your reason? Damn it! I never met anyone in any relationship. I present to you the Swedish mentality with a scholarship, Completely crazy about sinning, You don't belong to me, I don't belong to you Only when I show up and with my light I search for you. I told you I would make you dream, And dreaming is fine, But back to reality Will you be with me a hundred percent? - I don't know... - then let me dream alone my drama And when you want something meaningful in bed, you call me. After that argument Honey is spelled with a 'k', It was that night we did it again Like two young people, and it started to rain... I know a safe house and we had to move. My room was a botanical garden And love is not mathematical, But there are calculated caresses And there are calculated verses, With my tongue on your back I wrote a strange sonnet. Outside the rain was out of tune And inside another rain but of confetti was exploding in your pussy. My body is in your body, and who separates us? If my soul was watching us from the ceiling with a weird face... When you hear me, when you shower You will remember that rain, But you, you are better in my memory, MCs are better among the audience And real like this story, Our dividing line

Well, I'm still waiting for the phone to ring, All my honor around a tone that didn't sound, It doesn't matter, others called, and all full of good things, I could love them without problems. I live with my soul, the sky is my homeland And God is my father and writing rap brings me peace, I have these verses that devour flocks in my head Like a disease all year round. You want to pose naked and I portray you, But there's no sensible verse for your beauty. We always have the future And the doubt if it will last, everything is about playing and sweating. That's why I'm addicted to platonic love And the pleasure of nostalgia when I'm alone. After all, I know nothing is permanent And that the impatient Forget the sweetness of the present. Nothing is so urgent, baby, nothing so important, Nothing is more worthwhile than the moment We have in front of us and the next one And the opportunity to do it differently.

It's evident that I'm not chemi and you're not valley, It's normal for this to fail, I like the street, You like the detail, damn I don't want to bother you. I have this, that, and little more and it's enough to give you. I also have a messed up brain And a stuck trigger And so I don't get bored or angry. I come out of the abyss, Understand that it's hard for me to believe in myself again. It's the old ambiguous stance Of a man who knows beauty and its traps, Success and its sweetness. I know that an unfaithful woman runs from a prison, Another story is when he's the unfaithful one. I don't know, with people it's difficult. Males and females, whites and blacks, I came to be gray. Well, as you already know I rhyme words And that's all damn it, save that damn protocol. Come if you have plans or tits like flans, Come if you still don't know how much you're worth, Come if he underestimates you, We can teach him to cry, I'm a martyr, not a saint And of course, I want to fuck you.

Well, summer is over, It's all been a game, I hope you had fun And understand that if I ever believed I was the best It's because she said so... And no matter what you say in rap.

Maybe it was the ruins I left behind That's why I'm not afraid of fire but of ashes Like the eggs I have to lay for you to realize That you have me in stereo and I sound good.