Despedida Y Cierre (que Os Follen

Sitting on the toilet
I was thinking about you while having a debate
You know what it was about?
About message and combat MCs

And this canine comes with this low mood
And an anemic past
It gives me an academic title

In this matter of giving ass and
It tires me to see you think like this
I traveled to Tennessee with Speech
And I voted for President Erick B

EPMB gave me the first instrumental
To rap over: Cross over
Today I'm going for the platforms
And I have them all sleeping

Kosovars
These are the techniques he used
2002 slipped me
Sniper on the fourth floor

So be careful
Before crossing, watch the sides
Because just like drivers
There are also MC's that are too bad

And they remain anchored
Thinking that we are wrong and
Then they catch you on a bus
And they don't know anything else but to bite it

Fuck
Frustrated rapper lifestyle
This is how it sounds
You wanted to have more balls than anyone else
And half a dozen fell on you

I don't know anything
But I never thought Mos Def was the messiah
And I kept listening to DITC day after day
I grew up

Not quite old school yet
I grabbed a pen and wrote
With this face of melancholy

Many buns still
You guys that ate
Freshwater Sailors
In the end the cake is discovered and it no longer shines

I consider you as men of few lights
I was under a spell too
But I already undid it

I shit on everything
I continue to control technique and mode
And anyway with just one track in the elbow Me against everyone

My nickname is still one per topic
And as a motto I continue making a song with every problem that burns me

Do you want to channel rap through your valleys and mountains without thinking that there is a different style on each side of Spain?

It burns me well
And for burns on the soul there is no cream
I know that if my rap one day stops
My DJ condemns me

He sends me to jail
There in the shade to smoke mint
Damn place where castles are made of air
And not of sand

Today I have blood in my veins
Alexis, it will have to be spilled
Today no message or confetti
Freedom to rap and long faces

And fuck you
Fuck you
And fuck you
Fuck you

[Toilet flushing sound]
There is no more relaxing feeling than after having taken a shit!
Do you believe in God?