There is no way to explain what I feel
My heart is a prison you tried to measure with me
You killed a temptation you were left confused and surprised
I am a rapper, a thug, a player, and a bandit
From city, to city, the most loved, the most hated a quete, I smoke a cigar, drinking the president
I bought that shit in the Sapas, Triguado and Vicente
But those are my people
I don't care, I'm a descratado bully
Like Resendes
All I wanted to do is to be with my Ruka
All I wanted to do is to be with my Ruka
All I wanted to do is to be with my Ruka
All I wanted to do is to be with my Ruka
Macabre, loose in the city stealing out of necessity
There is no mercy in my eyes
Attacking with my matraka
Aver homes loose the baka
There is no love in my words and in my thoughts there is dirt
Please don't kill me Seventeen balls in my pocket too
AK 47, what do you think you're messing with?
With the perez, and if you cross it you die
You're a chapete, I'm going to smash pieces with my machete
My house is the corner, my wife is
Manina n who pays my bill is cocaine

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