[Verse 1]
I'm in the mouths of too many fools and many others
I sweat by my pores, and what anyone talk on forums can sweat my balls
I'm light years from your crew of idiots who envy me
Who are enraged by me because their girlfriends would fuck me
I know it's tough, accept the future and that's it
Nobody knows me, but you talk too much and you waste saliva
There's no one here who write too chill, I live between real words
The one who believes everything is dumber than the one who talks
They comment while they smoke "petas-zetas"
They want to hit me because they can't deal with my lyrics (Assholes)
I'm my own fan, and I make rap because I feel like it (Me!)
True that I'm an expert in releasing what I've got inside
And it's funny to me to see the panorama
Those who are just starting are going to know everything when they don't know anything
I've got something that only a few have (Huh?)
To show off is to boast only what you can
And why not? Every god envies me (Me!)
They try to imitate my voice, my flow, and copy my breath
Let's see, I'm not over myself (Say what?)
I repeat; I have too many clones, but they all ended up failures
I say what I think and that's why I'm special
Without any fear, even though some want to beat me
Shame to have to threaten me because they can't deal with my rap
I assume my great responsibility, I influence in your mentality
You making rap doesn't equate my handicap
And it's normal that rhyming is my greatest passion
Your envy is the greatest manifestation of admiration
I'm in the mouths of too many fools and many others
I sweat by my pores, and what anyone talk on forums can sweat my balls
I'm light years from your crew of idiots who envy me
Who are enraged by me because their girlfriends would fuck me
I know it's tough, accept the future and that's it
Nobody knows me, but you talk too much and you waste saliva
There's no one here who write too chill, I live between real words
The one who believes everything is dumber than the one who talks
They comment while they smoke "petas-zetas"
They want to hit me because they can't deal with my lyrics (Assholes)
I'm my own fan, and I make rap because I feel like it (Me!)
True that I'm an expert in releasing what I've got inside
And it's funny to me to see the panorama
Those who are just starting are going to know everything when they don't know anything
I've got something that only a few have (Huh?)
To show off is to boast only what you can
And why not? Every god envies me (Me!)
They try to imitate my voice, my flow, and copy my breath
Let's see, I'm not over myself (Say what?)
I repeat; I have too many clones, but they all ended up failures
I say what I think and that's why I'm special
Without any fear, even though some want to beat me
Shame to have to threaten me because they can't deal with my rap
I assume my great responsibility, I influence in your mentality
You making rap doesn't equate my handicap
And it's normal that rhyming is my greatest passion
Your envy is the greatest manifestation of admiration
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