Speed Flow

Correcting the rhyme galloping double cadence
That the guys turned from nothing have already turned here to go crazy in the flip
Kicking that stops the broken, those who were outside already come to take a look
Those who were leaving already stop and notice they were fooled
They came up with a quick move to laugh, juggling sets the pace

I'm like a candle in the embolada, a shaken tambourine gives me directions
Words stuck that are dedicated to all the young ones already with a focused mind
Aware that every stop I talk about releases the unmanipulated truth
I'm already in this damn old-school rap and I learned that the important thing is the message conveyed

And I don't rhyme anything that isn't from the heart
The guys say, son of a bitch, he has ten lungs
And I drop these types of flows, sometimes just to get attention
And I say that flow is nothing if it doesn't have any information, right?