Animales

Eh eh ehh
Retro, kheis, saint cairo
Eh
(Ai ai)

I turn to cocaine to alleviate my ills
We are animals looking for my piece of meat
I only ask God that my people lack nothing
This is not art, it's hatred in bars

It's suffering in every word
That's not loyalty and not trusting any slut
Come here, I'll bring you down from the vine
With every letter my soul tears apart

Painting circles, dodging the police
Here the one who barks the most is not the biggest dog
My word is my bond, I have the lung for scrap

They love me because I make bombs as if I were ETA
For me, sales are taking everything for free (for free)
Put your best against mine, what I have can't be compared
Throwing the tana, eyeballing grams
Always sweeping in front of my house

Juan doesn't rest, he's taking pills out of anxiety
Everyone raps the same, copying even the tracksuits
You're a snitch like a randal
She sees me handsome even with panda bear eyes

Mixing coke with Fanta, they are ghosts
When I tried drugs, a pack of Pall Mall cost 3 bucks
Calm down, I have half a gram in my hand, but with scabies
Dreamers like William Wallace

No matter how much they buy, they never match
Yallah, flying without wings, they make me do bad things
Listening to the Greeks, smoking hardala
Drugs kill more people than a gun
There's no karma, state of emergency, pharmacy drug

There's more snow here than in Narnia
Whatever I do, I end up messing up
Insane mind, dealing, smoking silver
I get on the train with a six-pack
Put money in their hands to see if they rat you out

I make money from crime like Pablo
Shut up, listen to me when I speak
They love me for what I say even though I keep half quiet
In the police station, they all sing like roosters (snitch)

There's no mistake now, I don't deal with assholes (nah)
I live in sorrow, bitch, I rule the rattle (band)
You want me to die, bitch, but I don't die (nah)
They want to see me inside, bitch, like the cops

We grew up without love, no love
House, pills, prescription from doctors (tranquilizers)
For the sorrow with the monkey, with pains
I know everything will change, better times will come

Posted on the corner, mommy, loaded with poses
With all the medicine inside the fanny pack
You know how I lived, here things are tough
On the burnt road with TN on the sole

I want this time but I don't know where (no no)
With this shitty life, there's a lack of reasons, yeah
I want her to call me, but she doesn't answer (no)
I want to leave the sorrow, bitch, and feel alive, yeah

I forgive you but I have forgotten (never)
I point out traitors like on a credit list
Bastard, I've seen myself alone without anyone by my side (by my side)
They really don't know me if they've spoken ill of me, yeah

You give your hand and they grab you by the neck, yeah
That's why I'll never be like them
Full of animals, rats, tigers, and camels (the jungle)
All for my balls, we don't deal with stamps

Retro, retro, retro
Tell me kheis

We have the spot
Saint cairo to the beat