Roncan (feat. Franco El Gorilla)

There's talk of war and funeral
They say my end is near
The fools on the map want to erase me
But what’s mine is written, they can’t change it

They roar
And they go against me
Their egos are so big, they can’t stand each other
They roar
And they can’t take it
They hang themselves with the mic cord while they roar at me

They roar
And they go against me
Their egos are so big, they can’t stand each other
They roar
And they can’t take it
They hang themselves with the mic cord while they roar at me

Light a candle for the damned, it already sounds cursed
They’re listening to Eslabón Perdido, the legend, the myth
I’m the unheard of (amen)
I don’t kill, I finish them off, I sing and resurrect them

The undertaker because I bury them
When they see the iron and red blood like a ferro
Give me the flesh, the joy is for the dogs
The mind broke free from the cage, tired of the confinement

Okay, bastards, give me all your opinions
I’m gonna take it all in stride
Am I supposed to let these clowns lead me?
I kicked Ramona out of my crew, you guys are my clones

I threw the chair from my table so they can’t sit
Don’t come over here trying to fool me, my mind is stubborn
If I get activated, I’ll unload, no doubt about that
I’ll put the stutter right in your face

They talk about cyphers for Gorilla from the Congo
And me and the beat combine like diphthongs
They call me Mario every day on a trip of shrooms
And where the eye points, that’s where I’ll hit it

They roar
And they go against me
Their egos are so big, they can’t stand each other
They roar
And they can’t take it
They hang themselves with the mic cord while they roar at me

They roar
And they go against me
Their egos are so big, they can’t stand each other
They roar
And they can’t take it
They hang themselves with the mic cord while they roar at me

Easy, methamphetamine, just hit this mine
It’s packed with this rhyme even if it’s uphill
My way and my move isn’t a meme, don’t measure me
With the stick you use to measure others in life

We’re ready for this party
And if you don’t want to, you can leave, things are clear
Most are a joke, there’s no adversary
Here the boss doesn’t compete, don’t be a Larry

Okay, okay, okay, okay
Since I was 16, this lady’s been checkmating the king
Like bullets from Blade, f*ck you to the haters
They add color and I eat it up even on the DJ’s plates

Hit play, the movement is led by the leaders
The puppeteer controlling the puppets
Like climbing Everest, leveling up
Get me off the scene, this is the scene of my crimes

Even you don’t intimidate me with your rifle
Everyone’s counted, a stroll for the Uzi
Son of a bitch, there’s no excuse
If God gave you a brain, you better use it

They roar
And they go against me
Their egos are so big, they can’t stand each other
They roar
And they can’t take it
They hang themselves with the mic cord while they roar at me

They roar
And they go against me
Their egos are so big, they can’t stand each other
They roar
And they can’t take it
They hang themselves with the mic cord while they roar at me