UNA LINEA MENOS PARA ELIAN (EL LAPIZ DE ORO)

Na-Na-Na-Nahuel The Coach
Hahaha
The bosses with the bosses, you bastard (Rra)
You don’t get a break from the drink, Elian, I’m taking care of you today, listen (Ha)
Yah

I conquered the heart of a hooker (Yeah)
In the DDI, you were the laughingstock of the cops
You recorded in the hood, paid them for the dirt
You flew in a plane, sent your mom on the road (Did you hear?)

They kicked you out of Rodríguez, they don’t want you in your area
You wear silk but you’re still a monkey (Ha)
The tussi and the marimba are frying your brain
If you let someone else raise your daughter

I shot at them and the punks hid in a thermos
I’m a wannabe, they call me Schelotto Guillermo (Pew-pew-pew)
Learn to modulate, you keep talking like a psycho
If the limo’s rolling through the woods of Palermo (Hahaha)

My mom’s rocking diamond rings (Yeah)
She’s proud that her son is the best singer (Of course)
Mom, you have a grandson and his name is L-Gante
The one who asks Tinelli for deodorant at night (Hahaha)

If they gave me the Visa, I’d flex in Miami
If I were commercial, I’d have more than five GRAMMYs (Ha)
I won’t disrespect your mom
If the bosses are with the bosses, that’s what Tami told me (Shh)

And you’re Elian Valenzuela and I’m your toothache
I write more bars than you, a Rappi from Venezuela (Plo)
Please, bring me Kendo or Cosculluela
And not some monkey who only learned the ABCs in school

Bastard, in this game they sell themselves for drugs and girls (Fuck)
They sign contracts and get in debt to buy two cars
I’m the real deal, I look like a nigga from Manhattan
Your family started to love you when you brought in cash

The moms are glued against the magnet (Ha)
I feel like Ñengo, took the alligator for a walk (Pew-pew-pew)
Macumba doesn’t work, change the shaman
Or pay for the jewels you pawned for Tucu— (Rra)

The moms are glued against the magnet
I feel like Ñengo, took the alligator for a walk
Macumba doesn’t work, change the shaman (Hahaha)
Or pay for the jewels you pawned for Tucu—

Burning tires, you flexed with politicians
You’re locked up, full of panic, living off anxiety meds (Flow)
You wanted me to visit, you told Natalí
Mixing wine with percs and pills is really bad for you (Ha)

You wanted fame and jumped again like a crazy person
If Erick and Tirri La Roca wrote for you
I’ll piss here, imagine in a bazooka
Busy with her feet in my mouth

We went out to hunt them with Jason’s mask
Thinks he’s an Illuminati, doesn’t know what it means to be a Mason
You think I live only off Madison
You’re not Jake Paul and you want to hit Mike Tyson

And rats like you, I’ve stepped on a few
I’m here to wipe out the species that contaminated the hectare (Ha)
You spend your greens on clothes
And then eat plain noodles for child support

I don’t roll with La 12, nor the yogurt crew
You’re more guarded than a Prosegur truck, black
Tupac Shakur, a bullet and we’ll have you doing parkour
The reason your euro tour is a flop (Rest in peace)

Stephen Curry sinking threes for the basket
I hit hard, they say: Zara, enough, lyrics that crush (Prr)
I’m an Italian cooking up some pasta
I had the snake when you were rocking rasta

I do have my quirks, I’m the Pollo from Okupas
You’re so stiff you can’t find your dick even with a magnifying glass
She won’t let go of my mouth, this crazy girl sucks and sucks
And I won’t forget that they carried you out of the shows

And gold won’t ever take away your hunger
And how ugly is it when your own blood betrays you
And you, black, don’t forget
You took minors to your house in Rodríguez (Hahaha)

If the monkeys died, all from the same batch
I fall in love and make any woman feel loved
You teamed up with Alberto, in the Casa Rosada
And there merged those who leave women beaten, bastard

You were never humble, you always liked the cash
I don’t want to block your sun, bastard, I want it to shine
If you see me face to face, I hope you pull the trigger
If in Rosario I’m a godfather, for the grandkids of—

You’re worried about my life, worry about yours
Used to the war, the gile and the patrols
You can feel the fear from afar, you can hear it when they murmur
The lion doesn’t move a hair when the cats meow

I don’t have allies in music, just one faction
You came out fat, lost weight, it’s your addiction’s fault
The four months served you for rehab
But your weak mind easily falls into temptation

Yeah, the bosses with the bosses
And this is how it’s answered, bastard, in less than 24 hours (Rra)
But wait, wait, Nahu, I have one last thing, hahaha
Yeah

It’s untouchable and sacred, I protect my family
In the past, I wrote verses from the bible
Oh, what irony, dear, this bastard a suicide
One minute four twenty, all the family died

Rest in peace, bastard.