24 Horas

No, no, we haven't passed the game to the machine
I don't want you to say it
I want you to show it
If it's true that you're tough
Because with your mouth, you're a wimp
Hey, hey, hey, hey, I
I'm tough with my mouth

(You following me?)

Let them come and go, don't stop (don't be so bald)
Let's aim at the kid (if you're not up to anything)
Let's aim at the kid (for what?)
So you get hit (for what?), so you get hit

Let them come and go, don't stop (if you don't have flow)
Let's aim at the kid (if you need a chorus)
Let's aim at the kid (for what?)
So you get hit (for what?), so you get hit

Hey, tell me, what's up?
You don't mess with anyone
Here everyone knows what's up
God bless you, son, your dad has arrived (amen)
If Cromo stops writing to you, bastard
Your pencil falls (you following me?)

Bastard, you're not a competitor
Son of a bitch, I've proven myself on every track I get on
Bastard, don't brag
You're the only one who thinks you're the best in the battles

I went out the other day (day)
And asked, but they don't know you at the RIAA (RIAA)
And speaking frankly, let's keep it real
How the hell do they catch you armed and you're out the next day?
Snitch (snitch)

You're cooperating (cooperating)
Your location shows me it's in Orlando (Orlando)
I'm in the game, you're watching from the bench
And you're still messed up from Franco's slap

Yes, I'm the boss (boss)
Put on the shirt with the picture of this bastard who fell
And, hey, woo
We already have an Anuel, we don't need two

And I'm ready for you, bastard, let's war
I'll let them write it for you, don't take too long
After all this shit, don't come sucking up
And saying I only do features? You got nothing else to throw

Bastard, I'll school you
If it took you five years to hit with a solo track
You're ironing yourself and putting on deodorant, and you hit
But it's tougher when you wrote it yourself (The Pressure)

Lowkey, you have no code and WOW
You betrayed even your cousin Anonimus (Anonimus)
You say you hit the trap, but a lot came out of there
I fucked you up, Pusho fucked you up

And I'm gonna give you a day (day)
I want to hear yours, even if it sounds like Gan-ga and I laugh
Your mother is holy and God bless her
But you left her alone, kidnapped, and she gave you life

You following me or you still not following me, bastard?
And you want to talk shit to me like that?
Charlatan
You know I'm The Pressure

Let them come and go, don't stop
Let's aim at the kid (if you're not up to anything)
Let's aim at the kid (for what?)
So you get hit (for what?), so you get hit

Let them come and go, don't stop (if you don't have flow)
Let's aim at the kid (if you need a chorus)
Let's aim at the kid (for what?)
So you get hit (for what?), so you get hit

And speaking frankly, you suck my dick
Everyone knows you took a screenshot of my flow
Here I'm The Animal, I've told you
Comparing yourself to me is like comparing AP to G-Shock
(You following me?)

You were the one who mentioned me
And your songs, are they songs or Spanish versions? (I don't understand)
You were the worst investment
And since you're The Minor, bastard, I'll pass you the pension (cash)

If I were you, I'd shut my mouth (shut)
Bastard, you called Luny Tunes, tonight is burial night
Shooting at me was a mistake (it was a mistake), it was a mistake, that was a mistake
Instead of going to the United, you should've bought a dog

If looks could kill
How the hell does someone who used to sing ballads
Break into trap?
Do you have eyebrows or just a face? (Face)
Let's snore with music
And leave the babies out, suck it (you following me?)

Are you tough with your mouth?
Sure, yeah, sucking dick
In all the wars, you're on coke
Bastard, when it's time, it's time
Are you gonna shoot or are you scared?
In what you write, I write the opposite

In Puerto Rico, respect is earned
Here nobody likes you, you have your buddies bald
Make them shine (shine), shine, let go of the wool
You've jumped from crew to crew more than a frog (frogger)

Where the hell are you, bastard?
You're out, no wonder you put on The Darkness
You claim to be The God of trap
And from the 2016 wave, you were the idiot left behind

The Pressure, bastard
Listen, The Pressure
If you supposedly are the tough one in trap (the tough one in trap)
The toughest one hitting trap right now
You have 24 hours to answer me
No more, no less
You following me or you still not following me, bastard?
(You know I'm The Pressure, bastard)

Listen, respect Hozwal, respect Cromo
Yes
Those listed on Gan-ga's split sheet, bastard
You say you wrote it, but there are like six
Hey, you can't handle me, kid
I did this, I recorded it
If you want, I'll even make the beat, bastard
You following me? (Jhayco-Jhay Corte')

M. De La Cruz, Mvsis, Artillery
Too much artillery for you
Hey

Who am I warring with here?
With you or with the one writing for you?