RapSinCorte XXXVIII

I put everything at stake, ma, that's what it's about
I'm lost, messed up and far from the map
Clutching onto what's mine like rock and barnacle
Like humor and money, like junkie and money
They don't kill me even by driving a stake
It attacks but strong if you want to harm me
My mind is what stands out, appearance only lowers
But you do what you want, you can disguise yourself
I'm not going to educate you, let your father do that
I take care of my rap until it's impeccable
Let the dog bark, let the gossipers talk
But when I open my mouth, everyone sucks my saber
Guilty, I don't deny it
I fuck bitches, sell drugs, and make money
Because I break all the rappers every time I want
And these drugs I bring you are not found in the ghetto
I represent the true ones, the four that remain
Those who didn't sell their ass for a coin
I look at the sky and sentence with me whatever you want
Sceno put the bass drum and the box, ma waits

I'm going to tell you something serious so it stays in your mind
I've been in the psychiatric hospital, away from my people
Drugged to the max, I gained like twenty pounds
Lost all desire, I went off the rails
I couldn't even get up in the morning
Wanted to throw myself out the window
Now I'm fatter, with my hair full of gray
But God told me: Son, let this flame not go out

Okay, I gave it gas, it will never go out
I'm not dead because I have a mission to accomplish
A work to create, songs to write
No time to waste, only one life to live
Money doesn't guide us
You can be happy even in times of drought
I smiled with an empty wallet
And even though I had no money, I had everything I wanted
In this I am the patient and you are the doctor
I tell you what I feel, just listen
I'm not lying, it's the only therapy that works for me
Shout it to the four winds and let it resonate in people
So take it, so you eat, devour all my shit
Maybe like the fertilizer and something grows on your stone
Well, the session is over
Sceno, the bass drum and the box, stop it

I'm going to tell you something serious so it stays in your mind
I've been in the psychiatric hospital, away from my people
Drugged to the max, I gained like twenty pounds
Lost all desire, I went off the rails
I couldn't even get up in the morning
Wanted to throw myself out the window
Now I'm fatter, with my hair full of gray
But God told me: Son, let this flame not go out

And this flame doesn't go out!
RapWithoutCut 38, Foyone in the house, damn!