Tu Moda Es
Pastanostra
Your Style Is
Your style is!
Criticizing pasta to the end
Fighting in forums and asking for world peace in topics
Your style is!
Criticizing what bothers you
If damn that's your style
The style has arrived, lady, to decorate your brat
Chinese with eyes like a famous American team
The style is releasing a new track every month
Never having stepped on stage and having a track on the internet
Change your outfit, kid
The fine Wrangler shirt goes well with your skinny jeans
Vinyl stays real over time
You're trendy with your digital tracks
Turn off the mic and disappear
We don't want it to be trendy to be an MC here
The only thing that's clear here is that you know
That what never goes out of style is that no one listens to you
Rapper, understand that your fans are leaving
What never goes out of style is your Nikes
Rap in general, graffiti, freestyle
Nor the yellow boots like Wu-Tang Clan
Your style is!
Criticizing pasta to the end
Fighting in forums and asking for world peace in topics
Your style is!
Criticizing what bothers you
If damn that's your style
Go to hell like a belly flop
They changed rap for bachata now
They're trendy
They bother the fools
They rap with skinny jeans, they praise the chuto
Let them screw themselves
If they changed rap
I'm still blacker at home than 2Pac
They innovate in flow all week
They know more styles than a cop
With that crap of highlights in their hair
They act like cats in heat every time
They pluck their eyebrows like a TV fag
They think they're old school
And they haven't even listened on cassette
They act tough dressed in Lacoste
Thugs on the street and can't even hit the beatbox
They talk about the pasta nostra like the police
They're trendy with what I wrote
Your style is!
Criticizing pasta to the end
Fighting in forums and asking for world peace in topics
Your style is!
Criticizing what bothers you
If damn that's your style
There are a lot of trends for fools when they want to copy
Like getting fooled watching Pablo Escobar on TV
And if the trend sells but no one understands you
How do you want to copy DJ Mendez's shit
You can be trendy in lyrics and even in tone of voice
You go out of style just like clothes worn backwards like Criss Cross
They're rappers and dress tighter than punk
And now many will dig holes to follow Daddy Yankee
They rap for trend some shit nowadays
That used to look like nothing dancing Axe Bahia
That's why all your damn trends disgust me
Like the revolutionary who doesn't even go to protests
Your suffering and struggle are trendy on YouTube
Your video is good, the track is boring as hell
Rap catches you even with the simplest beat
And never goes out of style like being high without rolling paper
Your style is!
Criticizing pasta to the end
Fighting in forums and asking for world peace in topics
Your style is!
Criticizing what bothers you
If damn that's your style
