Filo (feat. Aczino)

[Aczino]

The officer asks me why I'm going to Europe
How much is the ticket worth, how much is my outfit?
His superior told him to shut up
He wished me good luck and to bring the cup

This rhythm is addictive because Trafikante brought it
Raise your hands when the commander orders it
We are inhabitants of Saturn, comedians
It's common for diamonds to rain on us

We rolled a joint with the lucky clover
Life's hits and the bass make me strong
I don't care what those haters say
In the neighborhood they believe in me, I look like the Holy Death

My line is number one, you can't reach it
Your line is two like the Tasqueña metro
Learn the lesson that dawn teaches you
In the east, a star rises every day

If you want trouble
Mess with my crew
The nineties will appear (why?)
Rappers on tape
I'm in the top spot and my rap don't stop
The lyrics in my notebook look like a black book
If you want to make a fool of yourself, get a TikTok account
Turn off the microphone and leave hip hop alone

[Proof]
This is not a song, it's a bullet raffle
I brought you bad news like the TV in the living room
You're not the model rapper of the model and the Impala
See, you're not a rapper, you're a scale model

I know you think everything is inherited or given
But here, if you don't fall, you slip later
Be careful when climbing and someone comes from below
If they catch up to you, they'll pull you down for the sake of their work

You're a bull in a bullfight, I'm a bull in a stampede
I came to smash your face against my way of life
I have this apartment next to the avenue
And tricks in a drawer that make me forget everything

Besides that, a feeling of progress
Because every time I write with more guts and bones
And I know the goal matters much less than the process
But I do want to see how that feels

I have a lot to tell you, there's no one else like me
People come with fears they want me to remove
I'm that neighborhood doctor with the necessary tricks
Mom has more faith in me than she does in the rosary

I can't let her down, nor myself either
But sometimes at night I go out and spend like crazy
I live in that duality between dream and reality
In which we all live in this damn city
I'm pure lead and blade, I'm pure metal
Here the rhyme is by the kilo like weed in a sack
Be careful with what you say, it can cost you
You've never seen so much style in real rap