FAT (part. JavKillah & Ruste Juxx)
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FAT (part. JavKillah & Ruste Juxx)
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On my side is my gun and my hand stay close to it
Brooklyn show you how the eastcoast do it
Bang! Run! lick shots for a real nigga
I'm impregnable in any fucking field nigga
(Ferocious and it gets more violent)
(Y'all niggas better get more guns and more talent)
Yeah, 'cause I ain't lacking any neither one
Real bullets nigga, I ain't packing no air gun
Spitting that lava, liquid hot magma
Fire blaster burn your ass up
I take money, better stash your cash up
We coming through mobbing, my niggas is masked up
Gun clappin, military action
First I subtract them then break 'em into fraction
Gangstered up nigga G to the sky
It's BK NY 'till I die
I do it for respect, respect (pect), respect (pect)
Quien escribe más, vive más
I do it for respect, respect (pect), respect (pect)
El que vive más, escribe más
Copihues y huemules
Chile extingue mil weás pero el Hip-Hop sigue inmune
Pide el lunes libre y huye
Haz feliz al rifle y destruye al Führer
Mire el túnel, vive un freak del sure
En el mic' inventa tricks como Rodney Mullen
(Gobernadores; corazones son de hule)
(Pero el barrio permanece cálido con el volumen)
¡A la cresta! Trágate esta
El rapero va de fiesta en fiesta, enfrenta en freestyle y encesta
¡Triple! en tu aro, a lo scottie pippen
I'm sorry bitches, recorrí boliches
Yo vi el afiche de se Busca, me veo en el letrero, pero
Poseo menos memoria que un caballero
Dentro de los sesos tengo viviendo a un titiritero
Me maneja la psiquis easy o difícil si quiero
I do it for respect, respect (pect), respect (pect)
Quien escribe más, vive más
I do it for respect, respect (pect), respect (pect)
El que vive más, escribe más
Llega el homicida; el killah, deja que decida
Jav' sin la rima, habría fría vida dividida
¡Yeah! Grita, no hay sequía si aquí hay demasía
Se sacia como sea, si estorbas te desvías
Camino tranquilo, con el ceño fruncido
Escupo fuego, al ego de tu grupo 'e fantasía
¿Qué decías que hacías? Si no se veía nada
Los peces se resbalan 'tando fuera, camarada
Da-date una oportunidad fuera de tu realidad
Da la sensación que no te queda dignidad
(La Florida, Brooklyn; cream for my people)
(DeKilltros, mi barrio, sin bitches)
Aquí solo se vive rapa, súper héroe sin capa
Capa-cidad innata, tanta rata se me escapa
Despampanantes son tres, ¿cantantes? No creo
Es rap for life en el apogeo
I do it for respect, respect (pect), respect (pect)
Quien escribe más, vive más
I do it for respect, respect (pect), respect (pect)
El que vive más, escribe más
I do it for respect
I do it for respect
(I do this for a living, nigga)
I do it for respect
I do it for respect
I do it for respect
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