Politic Ditto (feat. Cho Fernandes)
Yeh, yeh
What
Is the true shit
You are ready now, N-Y
Yeh, yeh
Listen, yeh
En el carro con el 4-5-6
El mate de John Starks sobre Horace y Mike en los Knicks
Esos Wallabees cream, o esas Jordan 11 Low,
las negras y rojas que no llevaban charol
Píllame fresco en esas Lebron V South Beach
En el Volvo con "T" bumpeando R&B hits
Pieza de Cristo y el Snow Beach
Shit... qué asco me da este puto país
Voy con Nike Fleece y Cement III's
Pongo a volar las palomas por ti, emperatriz
NBA League, cheesecake y esta bad bitch, mira... nada más que añadir
Aún quiero la puta araña del Chef
La mansión de Hugh Hef, el flow del 95 de Meth
Patta tracksuit, Air Max Black de Supreme
Sin sangre azul, pero yo ya nací king
The weird one in the classroom
2018, now they wanna follow my moves
Never gave a fuck about me, now look at you
All these bitches wanna have a sip straight of my juice
No... Brush the dust off my shoes
They just want the cake, fake ass, fuck out my hood
No... Look at my Force 1, brand new
Stepping all over your shit, that's what I do
No te creas el hype, mi click es lo que hay
Tú solo hazlo como el eslogan de Nike
¿Estoy donde debo de estar?
Sólo puedo golpear la mesa y protestar, ¿este es mi lugar?
These niggas wanna be down, catch a beatdown
Con un six-pack dropping science con mi pound
MDE lo mas caliente del underground
Y no, no me gusta tu mierda, you fucking clown
That's word to life, kid, para mis a-alikes
Media vida filosofando, rockeando mics
Paz a mis dioses, yo, yo, ¿dónde estáis?
Politic ditto... Realmente, ¿cuántos estáis conmigo?
Yo también necesito abrigo
Hace frío aquí fuera y duermo con el enemigo
It's the pain writer, directo desde mi jaima
Escucha esta música, que no se baila
Te llega al alma
Las caras cambian, uh?
Pero... No pueden parar mi lucha
Straight up and down, kid...
The weird one in the classroom
2018, now they wanna follow my moves
Never gave a fuck about me, now look at you
All these bitches wanna have a sip straight of my juice
No... Brush the dust off my shoes
They just want the cake, fake ass, fuck out my hood
No... Look at my Force 1, brand new
Stepping all over your shit, that's what I do
That's what I do
That's what I do
That's what I do
That's what I do
Shit is real
What
Is the true shit
You are ready now, N-Y
Yeh, yeh
Listen, yeh
En el carro con el 4-5-6
El mate de John Starks sobre Horace y Mike en los Knicks
Esos Wallabees cream, o esas Jordan 11 Low,
las negras y rojas que no llevaban charol
Píllame fresco en esas Lebron V South Beach
En el Volvo con "T" bumpeando R&B hits
Pieza de Cristo y el Snow Beach
Shit... qué asco me da este puto país
Voy con Nike Fleece y Cement III's
Pongo a volar las palomas por ti, emperatriz
NBA League, cheesecake y esta bad bitch, mira... nada más que añadir
Aún quiero la puta araña del Chef
La mansión de Hugh Hef, el flow del 95 de Meth
Patta tracksuit, Air Max Black de Supreme
Sin sangre azul, pero yo ya nací king
The weird one in the classroom
2018, now they wanna follow my moves
Never gave a fuck about me, now look at you
All these bitches wanna have a sip straight of my juice
No... Brush the dust off my shoes
They just want the cake, fake ass, fuck out my hood
No... Look at my Force 1, brand new
Stepping all over your shit, that's what I do
No te creas el hype, mi click es lo que hay
Tú solo hazlo como el eslogan de Nike
¿Estoy donde debo de estar?
Sólo puedo golpear la mesa y protestar, ¿este es mi lugar?
These niggas wanna be down, catch a beatdown
Con un six-pack dropping science con mi pound
MDE lo mas caliente del underground
Y no, no me gusta tu mierda, you fucking clown
That's word to life, kid, para mis a-alikes
Media vida filosofando, rockeando mics
Paz a mis dioses, yo, yo, ¿dónde estáis?
Politic ditto... Realmente, ¿cuántos estáis conmigo?
Yo también necesito abrigo
Hace frío aquí fuera y duermo con el enemigo
It's the pain writer, directo desde mi jaima
Escucha esta música, que no se baila
Te llega al alma
Las caras cambian, uh?
Pero... No pueden parar mi lucha
Straight up and down, kid...
The weird one in the classroom
2018, now they wanna follow my moves
Never gave a fuck about me, now look at you
All these bitches wanna have a sip straight of my juice
No... Brush the dust off my shoes
They just want the cake, fake ass, fuck out my hood
No... Look at my Force 1, brand new
Stepping all over your shit, that's what I do
That's what I do
That's what I do
That's what I do
That's what I do
Shit is real
Credits
Writer(s): Iker Cantabrana Parcerisa, Jordi Lopez
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