No Pueden

Don't get frustrated, they don't care
Those who come from behind are dying of envy
They always dream of being like you
But they wake up only wanting to fight

Don't play their game because
They are already blind from
Trying to shed blood in duels they usually have
Jealousy, the 'I want but can't'
They always think 'I want to be like him'
But screw them, my flow doesn't stick

We can't deal with stupid people anymore
They're more exhausting than jumping rope
It's a city of cars without roundabouts
I'd like to see them face to face
I hope they don't respond
How short the people who approach are
They come to step on me as if I were a doormat
But they can't because we're the bomb
And they try but no, they can't

Well, I feel better now
That's why I give the good to fake the bad
I give you the ugly, that's why I believe in a fair person
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am

But sometimes I have a bad temper that I can't control
A bipolar disorder that rules me
Sometimes I worry a lot and others
I don't care about their lives, a real mess
Even my livestream gets into the streets
Insulting when I didn't mess with anyone
Very brave hitting the keyboard
But then they stay quiet in the street

The truth is no, no
I don't want to get angry with people, brother
But this is starting to look like a market
Facing everything you find a step

I don't care about the clown who failed
I have conscience, I lack patience
Getting in tune with people
Plus the consequences apply violence

With your insane intelligence
I can crush against a whole sentence
I composed songs that you listen to in class
You arrived, screwed, sucked

And after all, that's how you paid me
More fake than Judas, he doesn't have my help
No matter how much you turn to, not even Ivangel greets
From a great height, the privileged kids
Won't come to teach me who controls me

We can't deal with stupid people anymore
They're more exhausting than jumping rope
It's a city of cars without roundabouts
I'd like to see them face to face
I hope they don't behave
How silly the people who approach are
They come to step on me as if I were a doormat
But they can't because we're the bomb
And they try but no, they can't

We can't deal with stupid people anymore
They're more exhausting than jumping rope
It's a city of cars without roundabouts
I'd like to see them face to face
I hope they don't behave
How silly the people who approach are
They come to step on me as if I were a doormat
But they can't because we're the bomb
And they try but no, they can't