Voz A Voz

Daddy, I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna look for you, motherfucker
(Just wait, I'll give you the spot, man)
Hey, bro, what do you think about rap?
Daddy, no, the truth is
Hey, quiet, I'm gonna record

I've seen a couple of assholes a couple of times
Who say they drop the sauce but imitate my tone
Even his geisha said it when I took off her kimono
She told me I was black, cold, and sweet like a choco cone
You wanna have this style, but you lack the years
You're not doing so bad, stay in your lane
Don't come mess with my ranch
There are many knights out there and you're the only sidekick
You say I sound serious and I burst out laughing (ha!)
I look for the straight path in the middle of the zig-zag (no, no)
Messing with cops was never on my list
I burn the whole tree to avoid the seizure
You've heard me at least through word of mouth
Isaac wrote to me, who's up for a two on two?
Barbatos fell, Sebastian and a couple of bros
I'll remember their faces until I become a sir

I scratch for those who respect me
They're like a menthol, they don't taste the same without popping the seed
These days I don't need words or little advice (nothing, nothing)
That don't work as rehab for my little brother (no!)
I'm not in favor of what's being said out there
I know I've already split it daily but I'm still behind the mic (behind the mic)
Fighting against myself, nigga, not even in Budokai
They want to comment on bars with their Tony Dize flow (ha!)
And I don't carry ice, I have volcanoes inside
I don't respond like when they ask me for directions downtown
The element breaking it at the event
If life is a freestyle, I keep doing double time
And I don't, I don't remember
Abusing the body (what?)
Creating demand, I'm looking for food
I'm talking about things that don't come out on the first try
Just dirt without maintenance

It's worth it if I die at a concert
But I'm alive, I light up and go to bed
Doing rap, of course
And if they ask about last night, I don't remember
It's worth it if I die at a concert
But I'm alive, I write and go to bed
Doing rap, of course
And if they ask about last night, I don't remember

And no, and I don't remember
(Na-na, na-na, I don't remember)
Hey, oblivion
S. A, S. A
And if they ask about last night, I don't, no
(No, no, no, na-na, I don't remember)
Make it happen, motherfucker
Shout-out to saygi
So far everything's going well
So far everything's going well
So far everything-every-every-every-every
When I recover