THREE (feat. Elane Meta, Sofia Gabanna y ULTRA)

[Elane Meta]
Now I feel weird as fuck, damn
My demons are on the side, classic
Fucking around like Sundance Kid
I'm gonna fight for mine and for me

Looking for more remedies for this tiredness
Further from home and closer to the hood
I smoke weed to burn this weight I carry
Peek through the peephole at the bullets I shoot

Don't want fame, just the flame of your heart
I'm half drunk, I'm the streak of your bad mood
Left home with the cape and half-heartedly
And with the spear of one who hunts just for passion

The girl has grown up, now she's a woman
They say I have to be clear about who I want to be
Further away from what I imagined
With less soul, but more wrinkles on the skin

I want to eat a burger even if it sounds stupid
I want my mind off and my body lucid
I want to be music, not a musician
Burn my days writing acidic verses

[Santa Salut]
Check, check, check, check it out, girl
Underground Hip-Hop, girl
Check, check, check, check it out, girl
We keep dropping bombs like Big Pun

[Sofía Gabanna]
Don't hit me with your whip, I'm not tamed
I'm more of a wild heart, derailed
See how I come back even so, with things crystal clear
I'm getting rich in experience, not in bad stuff

Shit, I roll on the floor
I'm a prey to rage, killing myself slowly
Bleeding inside, I don't even know what I expect
I always say: It's a matter of time
Even though I know that's not true

Ha, mi-mi-microphone check
We are three reasons why you should love Hip-Hop
Look, we don't stop, all we need is love
And we have plenty of that, bastard

Baby, we're whimsical girls, we come pulling from the canvas
No harm can defeat us, we have a shielded heart
We're soldiers of this broken soul

[Sofía Gabanna]
Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe me rap
Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe me rap

[Santa Salut]
One, two, three, I spell on you to the boom bap rhythm
And with the four, five, six I enter the beat unexpectedly like a fly kick

Skull trio, no flag, bandoleras
The coven grows and they don't see us
Dancing sparks fly from the soles
(Ma-Ma-Magic rib cage like Fitzgerald)

This is for you to take off your shirt
In memory of our guerrilla sisters
A new era begins
We came to form the new school

We are militiawomen, ten thousand flares
You give me strength, no more drama
Four at the bar, beatbox in the room
A very cool hangout, we give it all or nothing

We rap, AKAs sound, everything messed up
Things clear, we don't show up on the map
Innate outlaws, stop
Our dark psyche we have hostage
Rising to another level, freestyle tamers

One, two, three, I spell on you to the boom bap rhythm
And with the four, five, six I enter the beat unexpectedly like a fly kick

[Sofía Gabanna]
Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe me rap
Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe me—

[Santa Salut]
Check, check, check, check it out, girl
Underground Hip-Hop, girl
Check, check, check, check it out, girl
We keep dropping bombs like Big Pun