Marrones, morenas, coronas

Not me, not like this, co. It's Lyrical, written with a long accent, browns, brunettes, crowns, other things are unnecessary,

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If I talk about streets I talk about browns, if I talk about girls I talk about brunettes, if I talk about competition I talk about crowns... browns, brunettes, crowns... (repeat).

I keep crossing the streets on foot, walls remain stained and no one wanted to dance my ballad, I talk about this and that, just describing without knots or endings, the bars keep their magic, whiskey stops the bleeding of the wounded by love, nostalgia of the kids on the corners wanting to see beyond these curtains, politics no longer matters to me, the government can't stand me, I have this tongue that doesn't hold back, I'm a nonconformist, there are reasons to complain, no reasons to settle, we believe in what we do, only my demonstrations steer my boat without oars here's a weapon for every enemy but there's no better ammunition than intuition I freeze time and heat up the atmosphere, babe, the whole continent is watching us while your cigarette burns watching how I handle things these are just ways to make a place for myself in the stars from the sidewalks I worry about the ozone layer, not me, not like this you won't take away my throne, science is my influence, rap is the essence, fame a consequence and we were anonymous with minimal spirits, now we are the same synonymous with maximums.

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I say what I think and I'll carry the blame, think about what I say and keep the apology I have weapons and diplomas, there's some love and some hate in every episode sometimes heartbreak hurts as much as tumors as false rumors, yet I compliment girls, I'm too sweet to be bitter I stroll through your city, with these steps, I left without paying at the bars, now raise the volume gently and spare mom the headache, she can't handle more blame the souls of those of us who are lost in this forest, some days efficiency triumphs over diplomacy with the head on the shoulders, I can find inspiration among the rubble, only on the street do you see brunettes and browns pass by like airplanes, to follow the laws you must know them, but neither in war nor in sex are there rules, undress babe, but leave your shoes on, let yourself be carried away by impulses, life is a question without an answer, and there's no more honest answer, calculate this subtraction, nobody's perfect, but I hit the mark again and still don't leave room on this bench.

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It's double V. The squad is by the squad, respect for all the crews in Colombia.

Rap solo, internationally, exclusively, Zaragoza city, no corner untouched, sweat for adrenaline, hardcore for mercurochrome (repeat).
we are 20, 20 look at you badly, bad 20, double V came with 20, we come in this way.