Mista Uanteik

Afro
Is the mista uanteik
Haters gonna hate
You better say yeah
Put you hands in the air
Little zoo on the mic from Maracay, now check it out

I started with a spray can under my arm throwing strokes
On the street getting hit, I learned the process
After that, there was no turning back
Thinking in verse, practicing breakdance during recess

As always, we skated wherever we could
Until the guard called the police
I went out looking for a place to stick stickers
Smooth surface to practice calligraphy

We used inks impossible to remove
We walked studying places to paint
No problem in high school uniform
To distract while the crew sang the area to not fall
That's how time passed, smoking talking about shoes
Novice skaters, the same disgust for the cops

Since I started, a few have fallen
My forehead still high, my heart intact
Ladies and gentlemen, I am Mr. Uanteik
Before being a rapper, I did graffiti and skate
I just want money to release another mixtape

Supa on the microphone greets the sensei
Ladies and gentlemen, I am Mr. Uanteik
Before being a rapper, I did graffiti and skate
I just want money to release another mixtape

Supa on the microphone, haters gonna hate
I confess that sometimes all this rap stuff bores me
The people around me don't share what I think
And if it weren't for the support of Daniggaz and Afromack
I would have quit this movement a long time ago
If you don't understand when I speak in English, ask later
No one has answered the questions that are said backwards
I've made it clear that I'm not like those thugs
I don't rap to please you, I've always done the rap I want but

There are criticisms, comments
There are good companions and adversaries
There are those who talk too much on stage
And a few of us know when to keep quiet

I'm not up to date on social media
Those who know me know I'm not a sociable guy
And I don't talk to them if I have nothing to say
With people I don't know, I've never been very friendly and I know
Differentiate the curious from the gossipy
And those who call me famous, the annoying ones for being annoying

Since I was a kid, I've been kind of mean
But I'm more humble than all those pretentious rappers

Ladies and gentlemen, I am Mr. Uanteik
Before being a rapper, I did graffiti and skate
I just want money to release another mixtape

Supa on the microphone greets the sensei
Ladies and gentlemen, I am Mr. Uanteik
Before being a rapper, I did graffiti and skate
I just want money to release another mixtape

Supa on the microphone, haters gonna hate
Is the mista uanteik
So put your hands in the air
I better say yeah
Afromack on the beat

Ladies and gentlemen, I am Mr. Uanteik
Before being a rapper, I did graffiti and skate
I just want money to release another mixtape

Supa on the microphone, haters gonna hate

I interrupt the hit on switch, analyze the beat
Attack the drum with a kit and bring it down with a three sixty kick flip
I know you like it too, it's shit, yes

That's why I'm going to keep giving lessons to the
Native of Caracas, presided in Maracay
And where for the first time I got off giving maraca
And from here they don't take me out, not even if they bring me the pope
With a lump of the armadillo's hut
Turn off the car's air without lowering the windows
So you can feel the heat of your fame burning in flames

If you want, call your mom and tell her that the buddy
Called your dad with your girl had me in her bed
It is recommended to do good, not to look at who
They can keep talking shit about you
I remain faithful to my free of the most
Without letting my ears accept what my eyes don't see

Ladies and gentlemen, I am Mr. Uanteik
Before being a rapper, I did graffiti and skate