Tu Inspiración (feat. Norykko)

My voice lights up your inspiration
Come on, turn the pages, I'm your temptation
My voice lights up your inspiration
Grab the pen and get your hands in motion
My voice lights up your inspiration
Bring the mic close and do it, sweetheart
My voice lights up your inspiration
The ink has run, but you fulfill your mission

I know what you're going through
You’ve got something inside that burns like embers
Is it anger? Is it fluff? Is it resentment? (It is)
Maybe you’re just lacking love
Some Freud book defines fixation
And I’m not talking about my hair gel, darling
My voice lights up your inspiration
The ink from your pen gives me another song
My naked body (what a promotion!)
Get mad, but rub yourself in your room
Pinch your nipple while listening to this jerk
Let your rage out, hate me, let the show begin
I know I never paid you any mind, am I a queer? (yeah, yeah)
I just didn’t know you existed, chill, it’s all good
Enjoy me, rap to me, finally you know that
Maybe your poems will touch my skin
Have you ever been told how fine your voice is?
How beautiful your words sound on a speaker?
From a computer connected to a (pirate) server
And you’ll never be in the Corte Inglés
You’re my street cat, true, real, authentic, does it itch?
Tell me, what don’t you understand? Daddy will explain
I like it when you sulk because it splashes on me
Behave and Santa will bring you something nice
Tell me it’s not love (mmm... mmm)
Or that you’re not up for it, your flavor is bittersweet
And if I eat you, you give me an ulcer
I give you heat because your body can’t handle me
Being from the streets, how much do you know about this life?
Your seasoned innocence motivates me to keep you alive
Would you like to be my diva? I’ll give you my poetry
You, princess for a day, feel appreciated

My voice lights up your inspiration
Come on, turn the pages, I'm your temptation
My voice lights up your inspiration
Grab the pen and get your hands in motion
My voice lights up your inspiration
Bring the mic close and do it, sweetheart
My voice lights up your inspiration
The ink has run, but you fulfill your mission

Feel my breath, I’m Norykko
The bitches watch me curiously wherever I go
Come closer and look at me, inhale my perfume
Feel how the rhythm of my heartbeat consumes you
Defend your corner, show your teeth
You lack a certain charm that wins over clients
You’re scared this little fly will take them from you
Because just like you, they get excited
But you’ll never admit it
In front of your crew, better play it cool
Don’t let your pups judge you
For showing us your little tits and letting yourself be touched (Oh)
Relax, babe, there’s no need to fight
You keep the cheap wine, I prefer champagne
And you’ll still be the princess of your park
Because pop covers don’t suit truckers
Your Hip-Hop is real, like a husband who hits you
Well, before being with others, he’d rather see you dead
Deep down, you like that faithful bitch role
I’m all about success and I compare for pleasure
You with muddy sneakers, me in high heels
You from the streets and I just got out of the bubble
Waking up every morning, I feel divine
Because at night I feast on vitamins
It’s true my people have kept me under the blankets
And you must be surrounded by lazy folks
I don’t get how in so much time you’ve made so little progress
I just showed up and kissed Santa
Yeah, kiss me, babe, you really turn me on
I know how to open my legs, but also my mind
Look how easy it is to handle those driven by rage
But deep down they’re jerking off to this sixty-nine

My voice lights up your inspiration
Come on, turn the pages, I'm your temptation
My voice lights up your inspiration
Grab the pen and get your hands in motion
My voice lights up your inspiration
Bring the mic close and do it, sweetheart
My voice lights up your inspiration
The ink has run, but you fulfill your mission

Don’t worry anymore, darling
I’ll sell myself, you don’t know how much
Learn and don’t complain so much
Don’t worry anymore, darling (don’t worry)
I’ll sell myself, you don’t know how much
Learn and don’t complain so much

Don’t worry, little pup
If I know you’re a sweetheart
There’s nothing wrong
I’m going to sell myself and buy you, tell me how much
Learn, dear
If you’re acting offended, it hurts me, I care about you so much
If you don’t know, learn
Don’t worry, little pup
If I know you’re a sweetheart
There’s nothing wrong
I’m going to sell myself and buy you, tell me how much
Learn, dear
If you’re acting offended, it hurts me, I care about you so much
And no one understands you...

Enjoy me, rap to me because you know that
I’m going to use you and even if I warn you, it’ll turn out fine.