#3 (Corazón de Gangster)

I come grabbing the microphone
Back when I was a kid
The devil doesn't know because he's a devil, he knows because he's old
Hard rapper when they hear me, I make them feel inferior
And the hurricane hasn't come in, they're just reflections
Calm down old man, there's no cinnamon and mint Halls
I didn't do this with Nico, I'm still the best
The dismantler, the one who eats your ass
Superior rapper, the one who never takes a boat
I don't bend and I don't pay bribes
Without using gasoline, I set fire to your console
The rhyme alone gives a grade, raises the bar
Where's the one who's going to surpass me in this? I wonder

I give the same grade, the same subject
Confessed musical murderer, never a suspect
I'm clever from the form and the way
The muse I have, man, not everyone has it
Shut your mouth, bitch whore
The one who sings is you, your wallet doesn't sing here
If you get desperate and shout against me
Don't ask for forgiveness later when this beast grabs you

I walk down the street with a gangster heart
I'm a thug, don't count me out, I know it
People when they hear me say: Life is spicy
Now I explain it more than when I started

Because I walk down the street with a gangster heart
I'm a thug, don't count me out, I know it
People when they hear me say: Life is spicy
Now I explain it more than when I started

This is the new era of street rhyme
I'm damaged from the thief, gotta put me in the fridge
I still have control, I'm not lying
I'm a man, bro, I don't play Nintendo
What's your grade?, tell me because I don't understand
I have no patience, your [?] is boring me

It's unbelievable what you sing and you lack throat
To be able to compare with this plant
The one who implants it, stands up to anyone
If rap were Christmas, Lápiz would be Santa
And the one who lacks me grabs a wet cable
Without being fake or acting crazy, I leave you dismantled

Because I'm respected on this side and that side
We'll stick a stick up your ass without it being greased
Out of tune I'm a legend, motherfucker
Let me loose, you're taking it as a joke
I'm a pin for the bladder of your ego
I'm not a show-off, I'm from the neighborhood and I don't deny it
If we are, we are, if we're not there's a problem
And if you don't like me, you're a jerk to me

I walk down the street with a gangster heart
I'm a thug, don't count me out, I know it
People when they hear me say: Life is spicy
Now I explain it more than when I started

Because I walk down the street with a gangster heart
I'm a thug, don't count me out, I know it
People when they hear me say: Life is spicy
Now I explain it more than when I started

[?] As usual, to enlighten you in the instrumental
Lápiz Conciente in the voices
Dominican Republic
Vulcano Music
One Love Music
Number 3
Hip hop, as a way of life
Dominican Republic