(first)
ok man of prestige in pheasants..
They are repressed complexes on the verge of suicide who continue to talk because they don't have my prestige now I'm not impressed I'm so alive in delirium I'll tell you about it a couple and I'll make you lose your balance I'm with those who don't make it a question of principle, we revolutionaries and for this reason we are annoying and like Giaime I want to see clearly with my eyesight blurring if what's missing here is money I'm 'with the hunger that eats away at my brain when you don't even trust your brother anymore I pull the trigger bang I turn off the light every rude thing they do to me in a second if it mends I'm a boss with rap from Rome for the cash and no They can stop me because I'm too fresh when you see me kneeling at my feet I'm Amir call me prestige mack daddy.
(Chorus First)
You have to do more don't bother when you get up here don't you allow yourself to be tested' but your mother knows that I'll throw you down pheasant you're calling me like you don't allow yourself you have to do more don't put yourself in it you're to be tested' but your father knows that you're I throw down no no no no.
(Ibanez)
It seems to you that it's all over here but after the third spliff I don't know what the fuck I'm writing around I'm stuck with another safe shot which is like a magic trick finished no it's not finished yet over the wisk beat it's up to the most precise killer you use me as a diversion but you're just a pawn two moves and you're gone and in the streets you act like a big baby back home just a daddy's boy and it doesn't hold up your story is weak you'd better take the money and run and if you need it you ask mum Corveleno click let's go whatever happens for us it's a past year for you guerrilla stuff and propaganda rhymes at gunpoint.
(Great)
I won't end up in pop to compromise myself I just give another blow and then they shatter the pieces the more original the sound of the tigers and confusing it is impossible failed not it's for you who smile and never challenge me, fat guy, you need some stuff, tell me if you've understood it, I'll throw the facts in your face and don't bust my balls, ugly butty boys, a single voice can put you in a corner while you put assholes to compete not to cause scandal but it's a prison that can't hold me hypocritical games for the usual worms play with my nerves you know how it ends magic trick and you have a second to disappear don't wait any longer if every head I knock on time manna you down.
(chorus Primo)
You have to do more' don't bother when you get up here don't dare yourself you're trying' but your mother knows' I'll throw you come on, pheasant, you're calling me like you, don't dare, you have to do more, don't put yourself there, you're proving yourself, but your father knows that I'll throw you down, no, no, no.
(First)< br/>How is it, how is it, how is it buoy, I get sick of it and it's your business and it's always a stage to go down badly and I have a blank slate despite everything and now mister disco He takes away those hands, he doesn't use me as a slut just because he's tired of the brick wife who raises mutual problems, I don't give you a dick just to avoid misunderstandings, boom yes, yes.. I rhyme all the same breath where the air is popular with another diss track it's a place that keeps us all together and together as long as it suits us they wanted me to be quiet in their neighborhood carrying their bags and licking their ass they wanted me to be quiet I changed jobs now I'll take their money with rap and I don't they can see more they are blows to the chest and don't get involved it's my hunt for peace that can't stop it's my personal war and it keeps the ropes tight I still have my arteries to defend.
( outro)
No no no no no no no no no no no no I'll throw you down..no no no no

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