Machin Chin
El Pinche Mara
Machin Chin
What I control
I don't think they'll lose control, dog
This shit has no end
I laugh like the joker, you stay like a seraphim
Can't handle the pressure and send in the riot police
I have to start from scratch this damn hallucination
Let it sound really machin chin
I didn't leave
So they don't later say I'm back
I was with my gang hanging out around
Telling wannabes to go to hell
With a very gray brain
From Yucatan the finance was already done
There's a connection between my buddy resting in peace
Tell me where those who speak ill of me are
Because around here, those who don't fall, slip
They're just kids, running from bullets
Talking a lot of crap and not saying anything to your face
Here the crew will always defend the block
You're going to run into it all fired up and stirred up
So be careful on the ground you invade
If you're going to stain the doll, don't mess up here
I don't want lies or their falsehoods
So be careful with the crap you bark
So be careful on the ground you invade
If you're going to stain the doll, don't mess up here
I don't want lies or their falsehoods
So be careful with the crap you bark
This shit has no end
I laugh like the joker, you stay like a seraphim
Can't handle the pressure and send in the riot police
I have to start from scratch this damn hallucination
Let it sound really machin chin
I didn't leave
So they don't later say I'm back
I was with my gang hanging out around
Telling wannabes to go to hell
With a very gray brain
My damn system brings only good craziness
I brought with me only southern bands
If you don't have manners, they'll teach you here
I always speak the truth, tough like the coast
When I sing, you'll see pure Al Capone
As you see in alleys, Yonerone's badge
In heaps and also very crazy
If they ask in your neighborhood, I'm the one who composes them
May my mother forgive me for what I'm saying
Or rather for my rude vocabulary
I'm just telling the life in the ghetto
My God knows well that I'm not lying to them
May my mother forgive me for what I'm saying
Or rather for my rude vocabulary
I'm just telling the life in the ghetto
My God knows well that I'm not lying to them
This shit has no end
I laugh like the joker, you stay like a seraphim
Can't handle the pressure and send in the riot police
I have to start from scratch this damn hallucination
Let it sound really machin chin