Vegan Freestyle Session #4

I'm quite a streamer
Ah
I'm quite a stre

I'm quite a streamer
Look at that pimple that came out on me
Your sister's shell
There is your old lady in the neighborhood
They call you the wachin cornet because youh

I know everything that flies
They tell me the guy who has the grain
But well, the camera captures it
I don't care what you say bro
I am not the Code
But I can crack your captcha code
Son of a bitch, they're going to sit on the shit
Don't tell me like Diego who doesn't get dirty
The white ball takes out wacho
For me it explodes, all that fails
But the capacity does not catch on

With that little rapper
They pretend to be good but I don't compete
Only I tell you that it is a crime
It's that they steal my flow
But they don't know my bro
I have all the rhyme that is leaving stop
These guys want to buy my flow
But you know what I say, they're not staying
Stock knock knock knock knock who is it?
They tell me lit la madafucking best
Wachín on the count of three
You have to escape
Because he knows that in
My back is a ten

This guy can't even climb Everest
He must not even see everything I have
Dude, you don't have a duty
You are a corpse
Every verse I throw at you
He's going to send you to die until dawn

These guys don't know that he always sucks me off
That's why he doesn't call me
I mean, they actually go with their sister
They don't know anything else
My style wins
It may be that I have a tongue tie
What makes my tongue tie
My flow doesn't diminish, but I keep my weapon
Because he knows that there is a truce between us
Ah, everything is cool
Don't play the bad guy, my brother, I'll shoot you with the gun
This guy has everything he wants
But they peel off like glue
Don't tell me anything, I've already broken your ass, dude
Like a DJ always rolling a console
Don't tell me anything my brother
Because you know I respect it as I want
But surfing on the wave I'm crazy

Don't act like you're good, slim shady
I know they come with the rhyme on the stage
What a killer
All the shitty rappers who don't know anything else
And I left a baby in their belly
These guys listen to me
So crazy
Don't tell me anything
That I made your sister my lady
Baby, I'm telling him to kill him, I'm the referee
I didn't mean to tell you this
Wachines who die like Kennedy

You know this, you fools who know nothing
They don't have the nerve to copy me
Their mask falls off, oh shit
I hold the mask on the beat
So don't tell me anything, idiot
Who knows that I hit you, like
I eat you like a roast beef
I don't throw beef, I don't throw anything bro
I only have skill okay
They make themselves good against - against me
But I tell you that I work the way I want
But what a pity
Your guys can't get close to me, climate
I have a new crutch but well it rhymes splinter
These guys who say they get it
In the village I tell him that he actually wears high heels
In the white eyes, it is not fat drop
Just style, what I have bro
Only I will nail it to you and you will
Tiro, thank you very much my brother

You ordered the food right there
Because I'm going to eat a peanut
Uh he's wetter than your sister in the pool
I'm going to put it back in the mask bag
How can you eat a wet chisito?
What an angry little boy
I'm going to put my dick in you and it's going to stay curled up