Rodeado de Pateta

Uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, ahn, woo

I grew up surrounded by fools
That's why your stupidity doesn't affect me
I never needed affection
I need money stacked up to the ceiling
Don't test my faith, cherish it
I walk surrounded by affliction
Look how tragic, in this magical world
They're confusing lions and gazelles

Shake that booty for me
Throw it for me, money, money
Yeah, shake that booty for me
Throw it for me, money, money
Shake that booty for me
Throw it for me, money, money
Shake that
Haha, did you really think I was going to rhyme like that?

Don't bother me, you son of a bitch
Don't like me? Then suck me, you son of a bitch
Raised in the circle of street rhymes
Fights, shootings, and smoke, no police report slows me down
You think you offend me with that basic flow and generic beat
And some lame, tasteless rhymes?
That's the thing, prey thinking it's a predator
Just the day I came to hunt
Your rhyme doesn't improve just because your pants are baggy
Respect the ideology of the avant-garde
Sid the psychopath, so stop
Bothering me is having a fetish for giving work to your guardian angel
And the damn thing is that I was trained in Sparta
Sidarta, I kill and never clean the blood off the sword
In this flow, the beat has a heart attack, it hits
Be smart, pack your bags and leave
Profit is shared
That's why my lawyer is rich with art, I'm rich with art
My girl is rich with art
I know you complain because you're not part of it, complaining is part of it
And I love those who hate me, your anger is so beautiful
It makes me write even better
So do me a favor and curse me
Where do you think I got this rhyme from?
You help me more than you imagine
Every time you speak ill of me, you raise my name
Those who listen to me know that your hatred is just sickness
That's why I sell rap much more than vaccines

I grew up surrounded by fools
That's why your stupidity doesn't affect me
I never needed affection
I need money stacked up to the ceiling
Don't test my faith, cherish it
I walk surrounded by affliction
Look how tragic, in this magical world
They're confusing lions and gazelles

Shake that booty for me
Throw it for me, money, money
Yeah, shake that booty for me
Throw it for me, money, money
Shake that booty for me
Throw it for me, money, money
Shake that
Haha, did you really think I was going to rhyme like that?