Belico (feat. Tornillo)

I’ve always been the kind of person who moves forward and faces my fears
And I don’t remember the lyrics I gave to all those rappers
When I want, I sing about love 'cause I’ve got true love
And if I rap about the streets, there’s no way I’ll fail, I’m in my zone

Come on over to Mexico
Snorting some blow
I’ve got an army
That’s why I sound so warlike

I’m rolling with pure white
Yellow and pink
When I die, they’ll have to lay me out in the pink house

I’m making deals with foreigners who brought some good goods
I’m living like I never imagined, every single day
Now I’m eating salmon just to watch my calories
On 473, we smoke 4 grams and record tracks at noon

Buddy, there are no comparisons in this game 'cause I play for real
That’s why I’m independent and chill, my lyrics are for the homies
Gonza doesn’t want me packing heat, and for that, I sold the piece
But I came to Guadalajara, and we’ve got the whole crew

I’m rolling through Mexico, snorting some blow
With an army, that’s why I sound so warlike
I’m rolling with pure white
Yellow and pink
Came straight from Lima to the meet-up, and I ended up in Guadalajara

The streets talk about me
They know who I am and why I’m here
I don’t regret my past
I’ve lost few battles

Check it out
I’m with the real deal
With the crew from the hood of the hustlers
Pull it out
The cops stop us
This isn’t music or drugs, it’s poison

We don’t hit the brakes, always moving forward in this game
I feel at peace when I’m with the ones I love
I’m out
I’m in the streets with all my dogs, bumping tracks all over the place
I smoke and fly, and when I take off

We light up the mic, rat-a-tat, fire
Fire, fire, fire
When I show up, the smoke rises and smells like pure poison
Rapapa, fire, fire, fire, fire
I’m with my crew and the real deal

I’m rolling through Mexico, snorting some blow
With an army, that’s why I sound so warlike
I’m rolling through Mexico, snorting some blow
With an army, that’s why I sound so warlike