Apuesta Al Negro
Guerrilla Seca
Bet on Black
The style of a sound is how I integrate
if you throw the dice on the floor better bet on black (2x)
the slow one created in the jepa the black people singing jepa
to breaking singing jepa let them tell us singing jepa
there are many who are wrong that their songs are very high
they are very spoiled kids let's send them to the quiet place
listen to the balance that everyone tells us
always to confront like a stomach ache
so you can say that I lace
eat his eyes tell his friends
hug with the cheese with the raccoon
it makes you dream like a H note
express the strange is better that you bow down
to have children like a mountain so you can bend
this rap music runs through the veins
the cardboard for you would be at dinner
this is my theme, how does it sound to you
when they unleash and burn these veins
this cologne lasts for you for all the years
maybe many subjects will harm you
that it is very difficult for the lapor
that their life is mompulario
Singing without prejudice singing is my vice starts the dequisio
it's just the beginning of what will make you jump off a precipice
fear caress since for me it is something fictitious if
look for malice tell him I'm at Malicio's house
Fast, slow and wayo I bring the style
hip-hop hop reque and apacha that in glo glo with manza I laugh jo jo
the style of a sound is how I integrate
if you throw the dice on the floor better bet on black (2x)
Listen to me apache how are we going to do I already calculate a marico
they don't want to understand those who want to play
but what to lose don't get involved
with Guerrilla and with fourth power one,
two ajam those don't want to die Oh no!!
I put the lens to emerge to hit him in the hand
enther they think we are raccoons in the fucker this street
"STREET" don't say no of course
Janni come to me eat pipe so you see that I
put that blind this Shet That won't stop us it's here
the style of a sound is how I integrate
if you throw the dice on the floor better bet on black (2x)
It doesn't matter mocones who come talking that they are with
souls they are to kill us, apache his
he comes carrying that his tongue with which I want to cry
is fighting with blood they keep drowning and everything
for being wrong, mindless blacks
they keep killing us with locks and curves they are
celebrating, triumphing with eleven they are demanding
in the clouds and they are coming down walking
not criticizing that they bring the chocur with which you are going
staying they want to live or are they going to continue are they going to continue
or do they want to live we are like that if missing if then why
the hell do they expect from me
the style of a sound is how I integrate
if you throw the dice on the floor better bet on black (2x)
That's how it works breaking rules...Requeson!!
Without much fuss...Aparchate!!
With Excellence...What!!
If Someone Listens Leave Therapy
Concentration camp Rising pressure..!!