120 Barras: Capítulo 4

This episode 4 is crazy
First season, yours is a healing novel
So many ideas per second, no doctor sees the cure
Lyrics like equations seem like nomenclatures
That will go with me when the flames burn me
There were only friends at the party, believe me, woman
You don't know how to be alone or what the hell you fear?
I don't go out to avoid getting infected, so you don't make me sick
Get the hell out of my way too
I'm really messed up like biting a canine
You get excited with the bang bang, white wine
Each to their own, to the bread bread and to the wine wine
This flow hasn't been seen for how long
I shine by myself, I don't replace anyone
Let's see, sing a song, I rap, I don't sing
I lead a double life, like Danny Phantom

In one I'm the rapper, in another I'm the producer
I build the ship, my alter ego drives it
Mezcal and tequila, don't cross paths
Do your songs use a condom or why don't they reproduce?
Fucking ball of lighters
I have the lights on me
Gold on the chain, Egyptian are the crosses
Strange shows, planes, buses
If I rap a bitter day, maybe yours will sweeten
Or maybe not, you're one of those who hate behind the screen
Thinking: 'I could do better, it has many flaws'
But you would have thrown in the towel under pressure
If you lose with your woman and they are your only battles
The closed mind obviously won't rise that way
They see everything square, it seems like winning eleven
Better internalize, you must bring out the bad
Stop being a Junior, I transfer to Carlos Tévez

Phew, always behind the Light
If they did it with Christ, what can I expect, I'm not Jesus
But I carry a cross
Always clean the shoes
Blessed, I remember the days when we didn't even have money for the bus
The heart like an igloo
I saw her on the pole dancing to a Trébol song
University and luxuries are paid with strip club bills
I was wasted, had a Red Label in my hand
That day I didn't take her with me, I knew it was the Devil himself
I wanted to but something told me not to give it to her
I'm not talking about hooking up when I said to leave
Rappers like that woman always tell so many stories
By talking too much, how many mothers don't watch over their kids
If you work, make sure they don't notice
Until you take a shot and score
If one day you walk with a different attitude
Remember you're in a car but yesterday you were on public transport
Don't pretend to be rich, work hard and don't stop
Be humble, tomorrow you don't know what awaits you
Because the one who might shoot tomorrow is the same
Who's hugging you and telling you not to stop
Use your IQ
Always clean the shoes
If they did it with Christ, what can I expect, I'm not Jesus

But I carry a cross, I believe in God, but not the one they show me
I learned to hustle, I know nothing here is by chance
Choose your battles, don't act tough
Because out there on the street there's more friction than a toy
You act tough among odd numbers
You go to the store, come back without pairs
They disrespect your woman and you don't even stand up
They're assholes, they unload on the old lady like in Ares
Three-color flag, the eagle and the nopal
Generate until you don't even notice how much it was in total
I only tell what I live and that's not harmful
I hate the police and even though this is official
Why do you shine shoes for those rappers to rise?
They're not Los Tres García but they touch my boleros
I can't go out anymore, from here I make my pesos
So many bars, literally I feel imprisoned