Tirititi Tirititero (Feat. Jota Mayúscula)

[Jota>
Courtesy of International Token, La Mala Maria, Jotamayúscula.

[La Mala>
You know, dude, that wasn’t the deal
but somehow it got loose, now I’m tied up
with good intentions, no endings, breaking the bag
I’ve got the goods
Dragon balls moving to my beat, I’m taking cups and napkins
The big shots envy my white glove
roots on your plate, no cure in your hand
hey, burn the steak, the expensive wine
it’s La Mala melting the iron to later weld it
and build some crazy shit, a transatlantic
from zero to a hundred in two seconds, hearing the sound
body tired for the age, worn out
with me, it’s all about kicking ass
for when you come, I’ve got it caged,
because I bring my grams and on top of that, I report kilos
I enjoy giving style
magical touch like Kiko
a woman, a mic, something classic
And if not, check my game
or kid, damn, you look bad
hey, hey, that’s how you take all the hits
you lack the guts to handle the crowd
I always hold my ground, when it’s most and when it’s least
if I go with the devil down a street to save a kick
you gotta be clever, enjoy the stroll
life’s two days and one’s a mess
for big hits, those that come out of nowhere
I’m staying with all of them
even when I go, I can’t even see.

[Jota>
What’s up with the crowd?

[La Mala>
I was born to touch the sky
to lift all the handkerchiefs
to set fire to anyone who gives me poison
that’s why I’m loaded with food and stew. (x2)

[Jota>
We’re on the air, we’re on the air.

[La Mala>
If you look at me wrong
if you touch me wrong
if you grab me wrong
if you hold me, even worse
If you look at me wrong
if you touch me wrong
if you grab me wrong
if you hold me, even worse, right?
If you look at me wrong
if you touch me wrong
if you grab me wrong
if you hold me, even worse, much worse.

Tirititi tirititero
I’m gonna eat my dude’s balls. (x4)

[Jota>
This has been a new super production Jotamayúscula
Mala, courtesy of International Token, courtesy of International Token
More bass disturbing.