All you hear in this musical work,
everything you perceive,
only is the product of your imagination ...
Nothing is real.
Here is no trick
I spit, I'll stop mourning
I run with my rap executor,
there is a f**ing tutorial, the gap is,
quite simply, too stupid,
is to date, is my trick is to exact science,
the record goes with the act,
your birth your hardcore factor,
by morbo yamakasi dominated the rap as the parkour,
rap billet,
not magic,
not hiding anything on the sleeves,
I make groupies taught me far more than the thong.
Respiro ...
that this rap is a sac,
no trick but I can see through opaque gla**,
I am no magician and metaphors of the top hat bag,
I can manipulate and hypnotize the first,
I'll get into a box and I cut it in half,
matter of making magic that goes!
question of how to rap,
age does not matter,
Porta'm not holding a wand,
but I own your body girl my rap turns you on.
Many envy me,
rather good hate me
and this is my rap is much better than all his parodies,
Every day,
I devote myself to just this,
I'm to rap what Jordan was to basketball.
No trick or abradacadabra worth,
although some say that I am the magician of words,
is underground fresh from the oven,
I rap for what was already one hundred pal Nacho Vidal p**n.
Here is no stupid comments,
if not foolish that comment,
listen
looking for my decision and if it is not invented,
I hate the not knowing;
on which he chooses to say,
try something even bother to listen.
I'm the new David Copperfield,
worth more than ivory,
the new s** symbol, you have took a Bic pen broke,
no trick,
do not search the recipes,
simply have to accept that I labor in the model.
Not everything is tricky though this is surprising,
not a question of age
already entered in your minds,
ready to strike,
search for the meaning,
Slowly but relentlessly traps I've never played.
Not everything is tricky though this is surprising,
not a question of age
already entered in your minds,
ready to strike,
search for the meaning,
Slowly but relentlessly traps I've never played.
I am a good MC, a crack as Messi,
you can call me Messiah, I nailed the top corner
and not the smells and Casillas,
this is rap,
I am a crack but f** you,
takes comma soma in vit in retrivisí, May yes, no kidding,
LP your sh** I buy it in the top-blanket
I keep it in the recycle bin, not saved,
not a question of age
he f**s all ... ahem ...
or you think I got the downloads in one month,
anonymous mole, a synonym for coward
Fardas long before your colleagues what you're not,
want to be what you want,
're a s**-a**, if you want to put a leash.
Here is no trick
is rough, raw rap,
is not black magic,
rap straight from a sick mind,
not everything has explanation does not look the trick,
to see if you agree once and for all that I am good and point
I close my mouth,
and both babeais,
before long bla bla bla and now tartatar-mudeais,
Neruda am writing,
Anthony Blake and mind,
this fashion that making friends on the Myspace,
in the Royal Box'm b-boy,
do not you know it,
I'm not your music unless you are in sales,
20 seconds you are still the first to lose,
There are many dogs barking,
but little bite.
First round,
this is flow, not down,
I promise underground,
manipulate you y. ..
like-minded game saw,
as Tyson draw near, approach will see that birth,
your rap bite asphalt,
you want to play?
The player is also a part of the game,
you throw him balls but I put a couple of eggs,
fuel to throw him, and I echo the wood fire,
I'm not hand and do it with sk**,
rock no trick here.
Not everything is tricky though this is surprising,
not a question of age
already entered in your minds,
ready to strike,
search for the meaning,
Slowly but relentlessly traps I've never played.
Not everything is tricky though this is surprising,
not a question of age
already entered in your minds,
ready to strike,
search for the meaning,
Slowly but relentlessly traps I've never played.
Dejavu Son, are you f** your ex-girlfriend,
I have anger, phobia, and yet love me hate me
I brat voice,
perhaps,
even if that puts you,
pack of rapping and having a body Danone
is something worth,
like a magician,
I make games palabrares,
uncensored rap,
but for all ages,
those who criticize on forums,
that you give up the a** to all,
you're fat
the board
Really, that p**y! I break it,
very soon, back,
only in the best clubs,
I got tired of cutting wings
like Neo dodging bullets,
No trick is like a puzzle,
I ride piece by piece,
Soma after this rap you will have to leave your complaints,
no trick,
do not you think?
coje the door and go;
you always see on the ground like Sete Gibernau
I crush you like Pau Gasol
I am in so flipao MVP year.
How many people envy me,
and I do not care what they say,
I a more vacilon and my own fan,
the two go after the one,
too much information at once?
I am for the rap for what an aunt in toppless playboy.
Foolish am gold
'm the one who breaks it,
and it sounds pretty,
I can do it fluid,
if you prefer the fit,
break and leave a hole to fit the box
logical to k** you listen straw
I will have many mouths cerrao already
tell me whatever?
I put it stiff, you know that my rap's rise,
of the nothingness of it all,
and all is done,
I've been light years advantage,
this rap sounds ample,
is that the groupies via IM exhaust my patience,
'm the top, raised to full power,
fed up with the competition, some competent,
I l'oreal hair, pantene,
no decent opponents,
ole, pick up a pen and a sheet,
I always hated that I control,
all those who invent false rumors,
f** them,
I'm the new rockie this is not learned in high school,
back to show that behind me there is gimmick rap.
Not everything is tricky though this is surprising,
not a question of age
already entered in your minds,
ready to strike,
search for the meaning,
Slowly but relentlessly traps I've never played.
Not everything is tricky though this is surprising,
not a question of age
already entered in your minds,
ready to strike,
search for the meaning,
Slowly but relentlessly traps I've never played.
No catch.
For all Chapare mouth.
ba*tards