Indica Miki Sessions #05

From the street to the street!
(Uoh) (uoh)
Miki on the microphone check
(Ah)
(Eyoy) (Eyou)
From the street to the street!
(Uoh) (uoh)
Miki on the microphone check

The different ones have arrived
From the extinct rappers
They say I haven't been hip-hop since I was 14
Before they didn't like us, now they have us as ringtones
Reading comments relaxed while I have some drinks
Hurt whoever it hurts
We are the guys who dream
From the street to the street
Even your grandma knows it
Classic dirty shit real
All day in the studio while I smoke a candle
People are saying I don't know how to write
If they knew I don't even try and throw everything for free
The day I write seriously
They will want to die
You didn't like my bars
But you nod your head to my beats
We are crazy
Realize, Coco
We did too much
To have so little
Before they didn't care, now they ask when I perform
They heard us rap and they choked!

Our stage is just beginning
I'm going to devour the scene like milanesa with mashed potatoes
I hang out with people who blow your head off for money
At this point, nothing escapes me
I come from the alley
Where they get rid of the snitch
On the corner of the house, a lot of boxed wine
You hear villera cumbia
No reggaeton
Evil surrounds me
But my God protects me
It's three in the morning and I'm still high
I hit it straight with my ñery
Until the sun comes up
I enter the field like Messi
I always score
Watch your back well
Don't drop the soap
From the street to the street
Our phrase caught on
Everyone knows
That my style is very tough
Recording with Indica Miki
Exploding the session
Every minute that passes in my life is a song!

Low profile!
Oney1!
Indica Miki!
Miki on the microphone check