El Descanso Eterno

You know it
You know it
(What's up?)
(Not with El Lápiz, your damn mother)

For mentioning Palín, I turn into a Super Saiyan
I'm going to break that fullín so you mess up the bimbín
You sat on a bicycle, but without a saddle
Do you like cartoons? Suck on this Piolín's beak

The killer, remember well that Avelino killed you
What's wrong with the soap opera fan? Two Women and A Road
Creep, I mix the shit with your name
When they bring the corpse, they call me from La Blandino

You're messed up, rapping weak, unbalanced
I'm going to knock you out like Marquez knocked out Pacquiao
Talking about McLaren, you live that movie
You talk about the car and never show the license plate

Ridiculous lyrics, damn crazy
Say you got divorced because Loteka touched you
And that damn album? Tell me, and that video?
Tell me from which soup this noodle came out

Hey, hey
Yours is diva behavior
You were completing the promissory note of the me'
If I made the video

With the quality that this war requires
I'm going to break to please the pencilists
You have nothing, I recommend you not to insist (Lápiz, Lápiz)
Pick up the body, mozarista, we'll talk right now (Lápiz, Lápiz)

The generals are respected by the privates (the salute, buddy)
They killed the clown again
Don't mess with Lápiz, please, listen to me (take it from me)
They killed the clown again

He seems masochistic taking his own blow
They killed the clown again
This was a massacre, but from the devil
Rest in peace, faggot

After nine days, I'll release the theory
Your people saw you sad, I took away even your joy
Rhyming nonsense with your senseless rhymes
Dad is not challenged, earthworm gave birth

You're softer than an elderly person in a nursing home
You lie down on a needle and cover yourself with thread
Soft rooster, Piolín's beak
Your ex-wife is more sought after than you, had to say it

You're the MVP, yes, it's true
The MVP: The Shit that Raped Dad
Cheap show, Lápiz uninstalled you
And when he pulled, even your buddy got excited

Hello, hello, the call dropped
I broke your little star, apply the ointment
This gives more power than when Lambada came out
When they hear your chatter, a lot of laughter rains

Because you're a comedian, leave your middleman
You don't move forward even pushed
Ask your girl where I'm broke from
I'll split you in two and it's not with the hat off

Wow, look at the fate of the buddy
Two princesses kissed him and he's still a frog
Because El Conejo struggled, I dispatched you
I caught you and sent to burn the polo shirts

I realized at once that I was missing a pigeon
You were excited, buddy, because it wasn't in high
Listen to this panchito who says I got the mark
In rap, I'm Noah, lizard, I came down from my ark

Today I put an end to the so-called Para
The one who raps like a dancer having an expensive woman
Remember, Fido Dido, if you mention Palín, you'll get burned
Malnourished, dog egg, rat, lack of spoon

Listen to this cockroach, saying daddy of daddy
A man who offended his daughter and did nothing
I'm going to dismantle you with all your fake promoter
I'll make you use the microphone as a dildo

How can you say you're the best dad
If you learned to rap watching me on TV?
Please, little buddy, lower your noise
Your buddy mentioned my mom, damn him

All these little women keep throwing jabs at me
Jay-Z was fooled by your video with all that noise
Disgusting rhymes, still a Piolín's beak
He who says you're tough is because he's a popi from Naco

I'm going to give you an intensive dose of chatter
I'm a pencil with two tips, those that don't have an eraser
Tell Ten-Shin-Han to come, to help you
But with the eye of the ass, that bitch puppy

Forty influencers and a clown against me
And even so, I'm the most lethal in this country
The unknown local rapper from DR
Is doing to you what Abinader did to the PLD

Call the clown and his choir together
Bitch Foke, one of the three widows of the deceased
You will never be the dad, the Bible says so
A real dad doesn't break up his family

LinkOn, the director
Reason, the reason
Dominican Republic
NYC
Yia
Lápiz Conciente, the abuser
Hip hop for life
Tell me, Tali Goya
Uanlof
Style with edge
Yia, yia
Respect the ranks, panchito
Pancho, cheese face, you're not here
These are your nine days
The mass