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We live in a society where lying has become routine
Betrayal is monotonous
And being hypocritical is today's fashion
(Pusho)

Good evening
I don't need to introduce myself
And pull that chair to hell
Who told you I want to sit down?
At the same table with you all
Where you talk shit
And then say that unity is strength
On all social media

The word 'man' no longer carries weight
A mouse is more real
Than someone who has never made amends with the quiet
And that's why they lack respect
Party time jokers
None of them go full time
Many will wonder why I'm upset
And they'll never understand if they're not involved in this
However they want me to feel seeing that my high-caliber genre
Has already taken over wrestling
Now everything is a movie, now everything is a comedy
Even if Jim Carrey stands next to them, they're left half
Take the word hypocrite because that suits you well
And let go of loyalty and stop playing with it

To those who turned their backs on you one day
Really screw that, brother
Life will take care
That they look you in the eyes

I have a little question for my colleagues
Do you remember 2015?
Damn skinny, if you throw here it sticks
And I'm throwing because I have a voice telling me
Help whoever you can even if they don't pay you back in the same coin
And it's not that I'm throwing it in your face, or that I need it
It's just that now [?] comes out and history repeats itself
When they call me Hector Enmanuel again, my partner
I'm not Hector Enmanuel, now I'm Pusho business

Thanks for the blessings
The lies and the pride
You want to throw in my rhyme
And put me on one of your tracks
Even if your pressure rises and your whips accelerate
That's how you guys are dealing with it
Bastards, I learn quickly

For the first generation, this one goes, kid
In the second, I was already in the alley in my underwear
In the third, I was already giving blows like a trujillo
In the fourth, I'm in charge, and the new one? For the pocket

Listen, I came to the conclusion that what they say
That the more you give, the more you receive, nah
But that the more you give, the more people take advantage of you

I owe my career to all of you
To my freestyle mania family that made me go viral on social media
I didn't need the support of these bastards
From the pages that only promote you if you're well-known with balls
They didn't even call me to ask
And before, they were killing themselves to get behind me for an interview
But the world turns a thousand times, veteran
Because an artist is never late and even late is early

They only promote Ozuna, Yankee, and Natti
For music with money and for gossip it's free
[?] now they're your friends
The next one who spreads gossip about me
Will have to deal with me

See what you're going to do
Change your path and if you're not going to support my career
Then don't mention me, you son of a bitch
Nobody respects you
Nobody sucks up to you
And you have to respect me with or without fame