RAPSINCORTE​ 51

[Part I]

I spit out my rhetoric, Masonic shit
The 'movement' I make escapes logic
Strength for those who carry it as a flag, no matter where they are
The world is a neighborhood, cousin, everything will be fine

I'm not selling you a story, I'm just showing you talent
They want me everywhere like a five hundred dollar bill
I describe what I feel, Latin 'my' vocabulary
We grew up in hell, I come in devil mode

'I'm cooking that 'crystal' inside the laboratory
And that bitch looks at me with a love-hate face
I was raised in the asylum with all the devil's
So don't put your bow on me

I'm with Foyone doing a rap without cuts
I cut out all drugs and now I have twice as much
I hang out with the gypsies and with the noble people
If you talk too much, we'll send you to the envelope

Yes, on Mondays I detect the text tunnel
And the perfect puzzle toupee emerges from my body
They take effect, the crosses I put polish the spectrum
And they come together in this, people who saw the light as a downtown shooter

Yes, it's a piece of cake, tss, I open the wine
Golden bishop, I rhyme, I dig and I go out to the river bank
Damn, ACRU
I know that envy is not blood, so send health

I enter the stern by passing over it with my truck
I walk on the moon like the king of pop
I brought a block, no Glock, ain't got no plus
It's me and my voice that my god gave me, ah

So amazing, terrible, incredible
I know this because I surprise myself with my game
I'm on the band like Roberto Carlos
They want it and they try, but they can't achieve it, yeah

Pup-pup-pup
Pup-pup-pup-pup
RAPSINCUT
Foyone, Doctor
It's The Doctor, damn it

I spent on drugs what a fucking Lamborghini costs
I have haters who think they are Mussolini
Behind the keyboard screen Biondini paints them
Listen to rappers with the Daniel Agostini vibe

With my gun, I empty it with bullets
My guarana always hid the revolver from me
I hit a couple of idiots who didn't understand her
Rockstar life and I didn't even sign with Lauria

From the land of tango I am the one who stands out
When you have a 2x4 sounding like an Itaka
Fat cow, skinny cow, the cap is already slipping away
It must be because they always try to take some bale

If they want candy, I just pop the piñata
To buy their silence in case someone betrays me
I always have the one from the north, here there is no cut or hangover
And I do this for sport like when there was no money (fuck)

I eclipse the sky again for an uncut rap
New moon and crescent sun in my neocortex
In the most marginal magnetic dialectic of Villa Angélica
Sal world, I hope cold and they want to reduce my dreams
To some metrics and controversies, algorithmic, statistical and numerical
So Orwellian and geminian it protects me
The force produced by a bell, as well as my friends

I bring pure shit in case you have doubts
For me, the muses always dance naked
I don't have good bars, I have raw bars
I never had fears in the dark neighborhood

There is no more blood in my veins, now there is paint
I'm dying as a graffiti artist and creating culture
Rapper trainero, the gift of writing
Whenever change occurs, it disfigures

I stand by my gender, I never bought from that gigolo
Your idols are in limbo, mine heals my pain
Latina and I mutiny, I hit the target and I generate trembling
Skate in that circle and today I take care of my surroundings

I who win even when I lose, who caress and bite
I like to spend if I don't have anything, that's why I get into debt
I am saved by hip hop, I absolve myself of the charges
And when problems arise, I face them and solve them

[Part II]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah
Woh, yo, ah

I don't know much about algorithms, I make rhythm in verse
If this comes out as a pine tree, I can already pine without effort
You know I'm a pig, I'm Chinese, zero personality
Those who gave their contacts, if there is no tact, I do not make an effort

If how many spiritualists later become intoxicated
I'm the one who stays to hold on when everyone else is lacquering
Since 2000 I don't know how much, postponing is in any
If in the end time runs out and I don't reach my career

This is rap without cuts, ma, softly
I'm here for something like the thing of the thing
Rapping, then success in your night heat
And there they die for a feat with the famous person on duty

Pure untimely love
In trance I make him hate so tenderly, I make him love so hard
They want to be the one and they don't know how to do it
I don't know how to make two patterns, I make eight-sentence history, woh

My rap without cuts like the Peruvian one
They stamped your passport and you are in Punta Cana
And although he never went to Havana, he has three Cuban roots
He got it by Mexicanizing, activating the tana

The Colombian tie with the Sevillian one
Like a Turk in the fog, he sees nothing
And even if the paira comes, even if Guatemala comes
I put French love and release South American cream

We live in chaos where guachos grow
Playing in hell, they steal from you from the thirteenth
There are no friends, they put the innocent to sleep
Many people are being killed for money and drugs

Yeah, I'm still hanging around the dining room
It's just that going through this moment is so moving
My ñeri knew that something better is coming soon
Even when his family left him

They were wrong to want to look for the big problem
Pokemon, all my friends are your supplier, ah
They've been listening to me for a while and they pretend they don't
Big ears, don't play deaf, I'm the best

God told me: It's all written, my favorite fisherman
I started as a crime and ended up with outfits
If mine are with me, why do I need you?
Now I return to Cutral Co as Diego returned to Fiorito

No weapons or resentment, just money and no love
I left home as a kid to cure these pains
Smoking at the window, I waited for better weather
And a couple of years later we are at RAPSINCORTE with Foyone

Argentina, Chile, Uruguay, Colombia
Singing I get rid of everything that weighs me down
Puerto Rico, Venezuela, Dominican Republic, Mexico
We are on the same team, we fight in the same army

If the neighborhood is silent, we cure it like a doctor
I spread hope like a credit increase
I'm alive and for me that's already a success
And while I carve it for you, I demonstrate my merits, I

RAPSINCORTE 51 in the house
Direct from Argentina to the whole world
A bull, kids, po-po, po
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