(chorus)
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah
They Say About Me And I Don't Even Know
But When They See The Fire They Run Then Then (2)
(Babo)
Pure Blah, Blah, Blah, Mommy
I'll tell you says THE junkie, In funkie
Look, I'll put it in slowly if not later
I'll blow your horns.
Pure fine rhyme like good crystal clear mettaphetamine
So long as they can hear me in the corner
Life alone never gives a gift
whatever you do, you pay for it
in advance or in installments
my voice is recorded in mono I only maintain the tone
br/>I don't sound monotonous on the microphone
and more people follow me, right?
Keep inventing, throwing and defaming
for better or worse as long as they keep talking about me
br/>if the dogs are barking
it's because the Cartel is in charge and we keep riding
(chorus)
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah, Blah,
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah
They say about me and I don't even know
But when they see the fire they run then then ( 3)
You keep talking and I don't despair
I keep selling records, more gossip, more money
As in the newspapers I am sincere
I never lie
but you will be It's the Pinocchio of my entire story
to all those who throw shit and mud
I'm more worried about what a parrot says
I reward my dogs who are always by my side
like the hills in Monterrey
You didn't know that I'm not interested
the things you say to me are empty words,
it's better not to waste your saliva here
because everything will remain pure Blah Blah Blah
(Babo)
So keep inventing, throwing and defaming
for better or for worse as long as you keep talking about me
if the dogs are barking
it's because the Cartel takes control and we keep riding
(chorus)
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah
They say about me and I don't even know
But when they see the fire they run then (3)

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