Esta cancion va dedicada Feat Morodo

[Morodo]
Zatu! SFDK... Morodo Style 2005

I will be watching as they die
All those cowards who want to mess with us, they can't
Because underground their lyrics rot
Know that we won't waste time with them

[Zatu]
Happy blowjob kid, this song is dedicated
To the fool who always speaks ill of us at the back of the room
Didn't I tell you I fly? Didn't I tell you about my wings?
Did you pay for your ticket, comrade?
Enjoy the show and change your face
Now the MC roars, it's as if the light blinds you
I step onto the stage, you feel like only my shadow shelters you
My mouth shoots at you while you do somersaults
What you hear is SFDK, it's put on the DJ's table on the sheet
Does it taste like anything? Do you know anything, no?
Zatu doesn't do karaoke
Zatu waits for you smoking a joint sitting calmly in the shade of the block
I hope the footlocker explodes with you in the lot
For many, I'm an MC but for you, I'm MC POTE
Girls get off rubbing, it's our enjoyment
We're like the RAP that those without juice get spit on
Don't worry, my next video in a Coupé?
No way! On my rooftop about to hang my woman's thongs
For her to suck and tell me who are the rappers here?
Sick propaganda in your Papper Matte notebooks is for you to be killed
One of two, either you leave or I leave
If you're expelled, let me know
I'm with Morodo smoking a Camelot

[Morodo]
I will be watching as they die
All those cowards who want to mess with us, they can't
Because underground their lyrics rot
Know that we won't waste time with them

They know who controls the Style and that we're not saying anything
I sing for the bwoy and the girl who dances
Light up the lighter and light your ganja
In case the pressure becomes unbearable
Here we're going to give you a lesson, pay attention
SFDK and Morodo Style for all those who want to hit the tongue

[Zatu]
I know you, they tell me on the street: Your face looks familiar
They played your video yesterday after Antonio Orozco, you're a monster
They say you rap with an erect penis, is it true?
I'll have to come see you next time you come to play live
Perfect! Fame brings phrases like these, I warn you
The higher you climb the tree, the more you leave your ass exposed, master
I'm guided by the stars, they offered me the remains and I threw them away
I suffer left-handed accidents in a right-handed world and I go without a helmet
I mean, enduring the blows when it gets rough
If you do it tactfully, they'll applaud at the end of each act
If not, they'll leave here immediately and shit for everyone
I'm on my sofa all focused, sitting with the radio at full volume
And I take off, I left my ego on the track, I sold it for 10 bundles
I said goodbye to it, understand that you're not stupid
And a few meters from the ground, already in full flight
Out of a group of five, one of them spotted me and pointed at me with his finger
And said, 'Look, that's Zatu! I recognize him by the tattoos'
I'm embarrassed to approach, brother, you better approach
I walk but you don't see me, I'm the Niño Güei on Halloween
My war cry is always 'Hey!' you'll see it's not 'I'm Lovin It'

[Morodo]
I will be watching as they die
All those cowards who want to mess with us, they can't
Because underground their lyrics rot
Know that we won't waste time with them

SFDK, Morodo Style 2005, busi! Now talk and talk and talk and talk fuckin' '.....' Bombo Clap! You now? Watching as they die... Bombo Clap

[Roberto Cantero: Flute]
Alright, no?
[Zatu]
Well, it's gonna be a no