All those who were with you
None was, Cupid does not miss an arrow
All your friends have surgery
You don't realize it because you're stupid
That your friends all make a team
But they all work against you
There are so many who do not leave
everyone thinks differently
Your friends become a problem
Putting things in your mind
I love you for just a little while
They think they know, but they are wrong
Because I don't mind criticizing
I'm immune, it's not that I'm weird
It's just that they are common
Join them hair to hair, they buy diamond shirts
That if they wash the sky will fall
Velo dunking until the icing on the rim
The steps jumping, walking like bad
Imagine it, the cut and the stick
But if the clothes are from ALO, I'll pull it out of favor
Come here, bastard, are you the one in the Corolla?
With a chest full of lights
They look like stars when you get drunk'
You are in a frying pan, bastard, you are not in a pot
Your friend supports you and I give it to you
The doors do not open in reverse
But by force you have a custom Toyota Royce
Dreadlocks these days are suicidal
Your stylist is being investigated for homicide
They have done it to the whole world, this is genocide
The hair is combed like a prison map
They are all thugs who want to sing
Tracing tone' and whoever manages to invent says
Talent is being street, and flow is that
The music playing for all the girls
Going down to La Perla in a gasoline car
You miss my puppets guiding
As Minor, Pacho and only J remains
Explain that the world stops
And that we live to the fullest
Because life is one and there will be no other
I never leave her even if it takes her a while to get dressed
What is between us is so immense that it will never go away
The street and our love will never come together
But if someone touches you, I swear, they're going to die
Close your eyes and trust
My bad for tripping your friend's boyfriend
Close your eyes and trust
My bad for tripping your friend's boyfriend
I ride it, she and he already fuck me
They keep talking bad about me, if they only knew
That I know everything they are and what they were
They don't put me to sleep because I already know how they operate
If they can't stand the pressure, then let them lower it
That I also know how to make jokes to relax
That I am a mocker and I bully them
They are one for another, they both have ugly tastes
There are so many who do not leave
everyone thinks differently
Your friends become a problem
Putting things in your mind
I love you for just a little while
They think they know, but they are wrong
Like in the old days
Harpy, tell them not to bite each other
La 167, Carbon Fiber Music
This is in tribute to those who are no longer here
But they keep walking with us
Are they going to be done?
You know the story
We don't have to refresh your memory
There are millions by law
The problem is the ceiling lights
Xavi, don't lower the ALO
But take it easy, daddy, you're going to get diabetes.'