He vuelto

I'm back to make your ears tremble
I'm back after a year, I'm back with much more noise
Ready to make an impact because it's not a matter of age
I'm still that kid who listened to rap in class.
I return to melt the ice and freeze the fire
To observe from the sky those who remain on the ground
And I fly and return to make the most of your speakers
I'm still that brat who never accepts a tie.
Unsatisfied with so little, I want to be the best
I can handle the money, fame, and your scent
Body odor from oral sex with unique words
Pubic where you place the typical silly phrases.
They are parables, words without stopping to vary
To touch, reach the highest peak
To leave half of the people with open mouths
Understand that I'm not for sale, it's just music, do you understand?
Coming from a storm while I go calmly
I came back to relieve your storm and you get excited
I know my rap turns you on, but I didn't know to what extent
So I'm back just when you were trying to make the leap.
Unmasking masked with their mask
More than my rap, it's clearer this time that it's not a matter of age
When people see me go on stage, they shout 'PORTA!'
To be the one to shorten your life in rap because no one cares about you.
I'm back simply because rap is my life
I'm back two hundred percent to release adrenaline
Guess that neighbor hits like Mike Tyson
To the tune of this melody, they say I'm a bastard.
I'm back, this has only just begun
Come, take a seat, be quiet, start listening
We're running late, let's go, this show begins
If you're not satisfied, we'll return your flow.

[Chorus] (x2)
I'm back, gentlemen, ladies, I'm back
I'm back for those who thought I was dead
I'm back, I know this is not a matter of age
Porta is back to contribute rap and bring new developments.

I'm back with the desire to play and score a goal
Because I'm the anti-fat miracle like Fayri or Mistol
I managed to get you hooked on listening to rap, but you won't be more of a rapper for it
Because this is filled with posh, chavs, toys, pretending to be gangsters.
I'm back as always, without smoking or drinking
Now that I fuck, I won't let them take away the pleasure
Of living like in primary school, those were fucking great times
Everything changed in secondary school, that's why I was always late
I'm back with new phrases for your messenger nickname
See to believe that wanting is power, and it's that simple
I'm an MC, not a rapper, so you get it, package
That you're worse than the taste of shit from school food
I don't dress like a gangster, I just dress wide
Because I like to go like that, and that's it, I'm fine
Why do you judge me by my appearance without knowing who I am?
I won't change because the years made me a Bboy
It's Porta who's back, and with his rap, he leaves broken
The clown who pretends to be cool and looks down on others
Man, don't be stupid, you have to impose your law
I break it for being the typical MC who acts like a king
Be careful what you think, be careful what you say
Because almost everyone contradicts themselves without thinking
I'm back, pay attention because I'm making an impact
Clumsy, don't jump, you'll fall from the edge
I'm back simply because this is my big moment
You put on a beat, and I'll put on the talent
Now if I'm a virus, it's your turn to be the cure
Antivirus or believer, who believes in God and has doubts
I keep your rap in the recycling bin
Your triple XL style doesn't go through the toll
Stop leaving sales, I want the bar raised higher
I'm back, and I just wanted to make everything clear

[Chorus] (x2)
I'm back, gentlemen, ladies, I'm back
I'm back for those who thought I was dead
I'm back, I know this is not a matter of age
Porta is back to contribute rap and bring new developments.

I'm back like a hurricane because I'm the one who sweeps
What's up, kid? I know that listening to my rap makes you late
I come back from Lebuque to make this sound perfect
Indeed, I see a long journey always straight
I'm like a fifth element, no one can change it
We are the dream team of MCs that Madrid can't stop
Because the second is always the first to lose
I'm back so there are dogs that bark but never bite
I'm back, and I'm tired of your excuse
This time Xinkoa puts the beat, Porta uses it
And abuses this cucumber, essentially the one who came
and never bowed to the power of the superior
I come back with long hair, yet I still fuck you
I don't fail, I'm like Mr. Kentucky and you're just a chicken
In the teasing, only the lexicon and the words matter
I show you the middle finger and with it, I say goodbye
Stutter...stutterer, I... I leave him speechless
Blah, blah, blah, I leave the MC who acts tough speechless
I come back eating the world just being an MC
I come back again to convince those who never believed in me
I know your boyfriend is hotter, although I'm better at everything
Admit it, you criticize without criteria on forums
With an anonymous nickname, without cowardice
I'm back rapping 24 hours a day