No Hay Truco

Everything you hear in this musical work
Everything you perceive
Is just a product of your imagination
Nothing is real
There's no trick here
I spit on you, I'm going to leave you in mourning
I execute you with my rap executor
There's no damn tutorial, the difference is abysmal
Very rough, very beastly
To this day there's no trick, it's my exact science
In the pact act in the act
I break your factor, your hardcore
Out of curiosity, I dominate rap like Yamakasi does parkour
Solid rap
It's not magic
I don't hide anything up my sleeves
I can make groupies teach me a lot, more than just their thong
I breathe
Because this rap is intense
There's no trick even though I can see through opaque crystals
I'm not a magician and I pull metaphors out of a hat
I can manipulate and hypnotize you on the first try
I put you in a box and cut you in half
A matter of magic? No way!
A matter of knowing how to rap!
Age doesn't matter
I'm Porta and I don't have a wand
But I have your body, girl, I know my rap excites you
Many envy me
Well, they actually hate me
And it's because my rap is much better than all their parodies
Every day
I just dedicate myself to this
I'm to rap what Jordan was to basketball
There's no trick or abracadabra that works
Although some say I'm