Matar Ratas
Que carajos está pasando
A estirar las patas, el disco estoy empezando con un freestyle
Ganas de matar ratas, es lo que hay
Unas birras en el freezer, gatas que alimentar
Todos somos, cabos sueltos que atar
El plan trazado está y no es tu carta astral
Soy un vampiro escabio en copa menstrual
Te tiro tiros y no de esos que aspiras
Yo fumo mas porro que bomberman
Vidrio molido en tu perro mental
Nah loco, no hay que lastimar a los animales
Solo a los dueños, de cosas
Entrar a sus casas
WTF
A estirar las patas, el disco estoy empezando con un freestyle
Ganas de matar ratas, es lo que hay
Unas birras en el freezer, gatas que alimentar
Todos somos, cabos sueltos que atar
El plan trazado está y no es tu carta astral
Soy un vampiro escabio en copa menstrual
Te tiro tiros y no de esos que aspiras
Yo fumo mas porro que bomberman
Vidrio molido en tu perro mental
Nah loco, no hay que lastimar a los animales
Solo a los dueños, de cosas
Entrar a sus casas
WTF
Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Rodrigues
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