Café Solo

I know the street, the non-gypsies, the junkies
Some die peacefully, at the block's door
Looking for a fix, they want charter flights
A little booze? Some sweets?
To die tonight
This is just a sport, passport
Pure and uncut, not like those on the corner
With Kevin Costner, they better behave
The post, the style, kept in the wallet
I bring a part, this comes at no cost
Bordering the coast
I see Lacoste snobs, asking for lobster
I see tigers in the park, listening to F. Costa
I know

I have it on my schedule, I keep it in mind
Shaking the sauce, holding my ground
Watching the sunset, cutting expenses
The truth is, it's a pleasure, hearing me on the headphones
If I always catch it, I score it
If damn, it's perfect, the rest is like rough
A kind of mess

I say goodbye on a post-it, leaning on the taxi
I see myself so sexy, finishing the Pepsi
I'm De Niro with my Joe Pesci
Eating pasta, sharing the cake
Shaking the dance floor, I like mine
My legend is brewing
Being better is what matters, even if it doesn't cost me
I grew up on the hills, when the cops were around
If I want, they look for you, it's better if you don't bet
This is just a sample, the thing is already ours
If necessary, kidnap, in the end, it's found
Even if time is against, when one focuses
You need an escort, I played as a shooting guard
I nailed the triples, I broke you in the short

I know about robberies, jails, drugs
I know about fools, payments
Also about mosh pits, I grew up in the mud
Dancing with my friends, we didn't do yoga
Come on, push it, struggle, a walk through Las Vegas
I'm putting on the noose, hanging from the beam
To feel how it suffocates, to get out of the way
The backpack weighs me down, I'm looking for trouble
They called me Troublemaker, Mufasa, the king, the threat
With a wrench, knocking on your door
You ended up in church, begging for a fee
I bring a black coffee, I put it on the table
I'm giving you mass, with the turquoise sky
I don't know if it's worth it anymore, the truth is, it stresses me out
Many times it tires me, but no one catches me
Revenge

I rap so you remember me
So my grandchildren know how badass I was
That I was the toughest with that swing
The purest born in the country
Breaking walls, it seemed like Berlin
With you and those lights, it seemed like Paris
With my eyes on your soul, I felt like Cain
Full of rage, I seemed like the queen
The crimson floor, the body out of control
I sin to Adri, I just want to feel
Then at home, don't lie to me again
I cry, I play the violin
In the end, we fix it and sprinkle sawdust
I want my league, the ring, I want the ring
To walk it around the neighborhood, to go up to Albaicín
Those neighbors are cutting jasmine
For when I'm no longer here
Hey, I rap so you remember me