Beff Para Tod@s

What do you think you're a gangster and without a weapon I'm going to kill them
These kids with my freestyle I'm going to mistreat them
They talk about the streets, they should shut up if they arrive late
And mom is calling them
Please, I come to give you a lesson
On how to be real in improvisation
On the track, I don't change
Stop pretending to do drugs, mommy and daddy pay for your booze

Stop skipping steps
Stop pretending to be a rapper
In life, a slip and skid
And their relatives end up closing the lid

Rapping, I continue with my instinct
They act tough, they're really weak who hit
If they're posh, they break with a cheap wine
Stop pretending and that's it

First on the list crossed out
Leave revenge aside, you'll end up
Being slaves and when you realize
You'll understand the smartest is the quietest

For you who claim to be real
Who only have your loyal ones
Since you left, everything is peaceful
And you in a place you criticized ideals

Let's move on to the fake teachers
Those who think they're the best because of a title
I don't give a damn about your pyramidal society
If you teach your class well
But give life lessons poorly

They talk about freedom of expression
That we all have to follow our own path
And when they wanted to bring a green scarf
To school, they almost got a sanction

Those hypocrites should shut up
In my life, they were just a bump
And understand that not all the best are
In the church, nor the worst in the street

It's not that I have more endurance or want to spoil it
The truth taught me to say it
Don't pretend to be friends if I don't know you, dummy
And this song has beff for everyone

This is for those without codes
Those who stop being friends for a girl
And when she asked you, you said we didn't even know each other

This is to kill
Without using bullets
Those fakes ruin a friendship for a hookup
I lost a girl and much more
They're not going to come and pretend to me
Then they'll ask for forgiveness
But I'll leave and there's no way I'll look back
Keep flying low

False prophets, family members with masks
They fight over an earring or a tattoo on the face
That doesn't represent me
Wives who keep defending abusive husbands
And they're already in their 60s

You who pretended sincere love
You just ended up being a drop in the inkwell
You thought I cheated on you and I denied it
I gave you my love without conditions

It's not that I have more endurance or want to spoil it
The truth taught me to say it
Don't pretend to be friends if I don't know you, dummy
And this song has beff for everyone