A La Mierd@

Incompetent businessmen who are like vultures
MCs who need cheat sheets under desks
True artists in Spanish rap? Not even three
Questions without answers? Well, Zenit answers
Say where
He hides
The clone of
Zenit man from where
It is deduced that the crossing between rap
And perfection only in Zenit man Don is where it hides

Do you see it, right? Spain is shit
With shitty hicks and shitty illiterates
Who don't know shit
And who vote for shitty rulers
Who pass shitty laws
And on top of that treat foreigners like shit
Who treat women like shit
Who treat the elderly like shit
And treat young people like shit
Then they tell you: Spain is doing well. And you believe it, right? To hell
Why is it always going well for the same ones?
Why do the smartest seem stupid?
Why is it that in this 2002 they have lived better than ever
Folk singers, bullfighters, footballers, priests, businessmen, and ministers?
Why is it that Aznar is better at barking than speaking English
Or German?

A clear reflection of their cultural level
Of their preparation to govern a country whose biggest concern
Is Eurovision or the World Cup
And whose best-selling record: Bisbal's album
And as for rap, let's not even talk
Why do you seriously like that crap rap and not French?
Kill yourself, I have plenty of rope
Agreed?
I still have the brigade in mind
But the playback of the Yankee whose name I don't even remember
Damn

In Madrid, foreign groups don't perform
So why in Barcelona don't they use the excuse that
It's not worth it here, with a concert like this I lose money
Why do so many fools bark in a professional format?
Tamara on a rap label? It doesn't add up
Aserejé, summer hit, this is getting out of hand
DJ Kun super rapper to imitate, to hell
They announce luxury concerts in Leganes, they cheat you
Foreign artists don't see money, so they don't rhyme
Concerts sound like crap, on top of that I had to go
All the way to Huesca but now I can die, I've seen Kenaton and Freeman
You know? Why do you try to do rap if you don't know?
Why do you try to get on stage if you don't know?
Why do you try to record if you don't know?

Stop trying to get into rap, you don't fit, hick!
You fill pages in magazines being illiterate
We'll be the first, the last of the alphabet
Your grandchildren will one day hear the rap my grandson will make
Because I have you as a rap amulet that brings me luck
And so many things to thank you for, I want to have you
Thank God or whoever for meeting you
Take care of me and mine until death
And sign autographs like movie stars

Reach the top of rap because I came from the top
And become an idol in Zafia while in Madrid
With multimillion-dollar contracts like Zinedine Zidane
Travel with T K Fran to Perpignan
And perform on stages that are
Scary for how big they are and how good they sound
Like the song, right, doesn't it sound good?
Tell me the truth
Do the search for truth and peace in your temple really resonate?
Peace for whom?
Making rap lose, and really, whoever wants to win by screwing up rap
To hell!