(For real)
(No fear)
(Gunshot)
(You suppose that)

Pure nonsense, to me you are not for real
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What you're talking about if you got no gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that
Pure nonsense, to me you are not for real
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What you're talking about if you got no gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

I walk with the right foot in a left-wing country
Where they drown in fashion and the rest doesn't matter
Presidential strings wash your brain
More vanity that makes humility burn in lava
I have nothing except everything that guides me
And as long as there are bases and phrases, I will say what comes to me
Misunderstood is the verse that my mouth releases
By floozies who only think about boots and clothes
Don't talk to me about the street because to be sensible
I also walked barefoot for lack of money for shoes
Don't come to boast to me about your shootings
Because many like you I've seen wrapped in wood
If your career had a face, I would spit on it
We are proof that there are poets in Venezuela
Don't get it wrong, it's not just anyone talking to you
I was wrong, I'm not from the old, I'm from the Wise School
Enough of so-called gangstas, who smoke palms
They get inspired when you talk to them and still don't raise their palms
Is it because their souls wear a skirt?
Or does it anger them to admit that a white boy was born for this thing?
I wasn't inspired by the one who thought he was violent
For me, underground is the one who learned from the neighborhood and was honest
Am I the best? I answer that it's not true
Although if I say I have no talent, judge me because I'm lying

I know that later is too late, that's why I've come to tell you
What pleases many and makes others feel guilty
The real ones will identify when I speak to them
Because Supa's voice is nothing more than respect in the air
That which we all breathe but few give
Since most these days only live in vain
They don't realize that friends and brothers
Are the only ones capable of lending a hand when they are wrong
Correct me if I'm wrong
If I sound committed, it's because I'm in love with what I do and
Of course, I understand your compliments, it's not that I'm arrogant
I'm a humble person who speaks clearly

And it's not that I'm arrogant
I'm a humble person who speaks clearly

Pure nonsense, to me you are not for real
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What you're talking about if you got no gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that
Pure nonsense, to me you are not for real
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What you're talking about if you got no gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

(It's CanZoo baby, yeah)

Oh, I'm armed but with a Norma notebook
Double line, a paper, mate, mongo, the sharpener, and cap
I represent the new era and not the cap brand
But a family like that of Sicily and the Camorra
The years, sooner or later, go away
That's why I bring my song, hardcore, high in saturated fats
Because it can cause a heart attack
Disastrous, in plastic rappers like Hasbro dolls
There are so many prophet poets, pseudo-philosophers
Who reach the goal with a false speech
I live this culture, I'm sick and I don't get tired
And I try to make my writing sincere when I launch
I can distinguish those who can write
A song, and receive love from those who follow it
And I feel secondhand embarrassment for those who alienate themselves
Because what's the point of fame if it's not for real?
I have a thousand reasons
To keep attacking a dirty system that is lying to you
That has us competing since we were kids
Against false friends who join you for the Nintendo

Pure nonsense, to me you are not for real
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What you're talking about if you got no gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that
Pure nonsense, to me you are not for real
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What you're talking about if you got no gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

(Suppose that)
(You suppose that)
(You don't know us)
(You suppose that)
(Maracay) (You suppose that)
(The truth hurts, doesn't it?)

Many are afraid that these will get together again
Many fakes under my feet

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