Órale Pinches Mulas Ya Llegó Su Sacate

The tattooed dark-skinned man
With braids and dice
Even Facebook knows
That I'm dangerous

My profile was
Blocked for half a year
Still, they gave me
The verified badge

I release my rhymes
In a ruthless way
With each song
I sound more unhinged

I come unleashed
And let them wait seated
The guys who want
To see me defeated

A bunch of idiots
Turned against me
After those bitches
Used to be my devotees

They were offended by
The opinions I provoke
And in case there was
Any remote doubt

I don't back down
In front of any asshole
What my mouth speaks
Is backed by my balls

Even the calves
Make me laugh
Trying to close doors
To the locksmith

They try to stop me
By various means
Because swallowing their shit
I won't tolerate

Every day
I kneel before God
To not kneel
Before any asshole

They think they'll
Defeat me with lies
The beast raised
In the midst of hills

Every time I speak
I annoy them
And I won't shut up
Until the day of my burial

There are people in the prosecutor's office
Who protect me from bad cops
I have the support of the people
Who pray for my well-being from their homes

And without much fuss
Thousands already support me
They are people of different backgrounds
From poor to influential

Since I was a kid
I aim for the sky
There are no Mexicans
Like me

I'll let them bite
The bait
Before showing them
All my team

They want my feet
Firmly on the ground
All these damn dogs

The guys live in fear
Because they realized I levitate

And they realized
That I'm serious
I represent those
Living in poverty

The damn experts
In the field
We are the ones living
In the outskirts

I also know the damn street
That I prefer to walk on the sidewalk
I also know the rotten system
That's afraid I'll get involved

And they have me
Because I don't conform to them
And I'm alert
Against the damn status quo

All their efforts
Will be meager
While God
Continues to be with me

And while my father
God willing, I will achieve
All that I focus on

And if it turns out
That God doesn't want it
Crazy, I assure you, neither do I

(656 Machine, from Anaprajistan to the crazy world)
(With Manhy on the beat and controls)
(And Jero watching us as we record)