No me enfades no digas nada
No hay dificultades si no hay palabras
Si prendo este fugo nunca se acaba
Yo so sosiego los necios con la mirada
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
I seen how you move just keep your hands inside your pockets
You're not blowing up unless you're riding around with rockets
Money's been decreasing stretching hands and faking profit
Money's getting slim don't know how the f*ck to stop it
Hand on my chest i was dressed up in hand me downs
Hand the vest i won't drop unless carried down
Down for the cause or you down for the drama
The drummer in sync with your gunner we ran him down
Heart of a lion you're hard of hearing
Like you hit the gears but there's somebody steering
I'm adding the people i'm putting my fearing
Cause i'm breaking bread but there's bread disappearing
No me enfades no digas nada
No hay dificultades si no hay palabras
Si prendo este fugo nunca se acaba
Yo so sosiego los necios con la mirada
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
If i down a fifth i break down an eighth
I got time to lose i got time to waste
If it's 80 proof then i'm fortified
When you break a sweat i'm at steady pace
I'd be running laps if i was pushing weight
I don't make a sound i don't leave a trace
Leave you coughing a weezing
You're feet probably bleeding
You feeling defeated
You shouldn't have raced
I got the beat confidence ever
I got the shortest of tempers
I analyze and dismember
I bet in the end you'll surrender
If i come around you'll know
If it hit 20 below
You got your self buried in blow
I leave your body buried in snow
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
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No me enfades no digas nada
No hay dificultades si no hay palabras
Si prendo este fugo nunca se acaba
Yo so sosiego los necios con la mirada
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
I seen how you move just keep your hands inside your pockets
You're not blowing up unless you're riding around with rockets
Money's been decreasing stretching hands and faking profit
Money's getting slim don't know how the f*ck to stop it
Hand on my chest i was dressed up in hand me downs
Hand the vest i won't drop unless carried down
Down for the cause or you down for the drama
The drummer in sync with your gunner we ran him down
Heart of a lion you're hard of hearing
Like you hit the gears but there's somebody steering
I'm adding the people i'm putting my fearing
Cause i'm breaking bread but there's bread disappearing
No me enfades no digas nada
No hay dificultades si no hay palabras
Si prendo este fugo nunca se acaba
Yo so sosiego los necios con la mirada
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
If i down a fifth i break down an eighth
I got time to lose i got time to waste
If it's 80 proof then i'm fortified
When you break a sweat i'm at steady pace
I'd be running laps if i was pushing weight
I don't make a sound i don't leave a trace
Leave you coughing a weezing
You're feet probably bleeding
You feeling defeated
You shouldn't have raced
I got the beat confidence ever
I got the shortest of tempers
I analyze and dismember
I bet in the end you'll surrender
If i come around you'll know
If it hit 20 below
You got your self buried in blow
I leave your body buried in snow
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
No hay dificultades si no hay palabras
Si prendo este fugo nunca se acaba
Yo so sosiego los necios con la mirada
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
I seen how you move just keep your hands inside your pockets
You're not blowing up unless you're riding around with rockets
Money's been decreasing stretching hands and faking profit
Money's getting slim don't know how the f*ck to stop it
Hand on my chest i was dressed up in hand me downs
Hand the vest i won't drop unless carried down
Down for the cause or you down for the drama
The drummer in sync with your gunner we ran him down
Heart of a lion you're hard of hearing
Like you hit the gears but there's somebody steering
I'm adding the people i'm putting my fearing
Cause i'm breaking bread but there's bread disappearing
No me enfades no digas nada
No hay dificultades si no hay palabras
Si prendo este fugo nunca se acaba
Yo so sosiego los necios con la mirada
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
If i down a fifth i break down an eighth
I got time to lose i got time to waste
If it's 80 proof then i'm fortified
When you break a sweat i'm at steady pace
I'd be running laps if i was pushing weight
I don't make a sound i don't leave a trace
Leave you coughing a weezing
You're feet probably bleeding
You feeling defeated
You shouldn't have raced
I got the beat confidence ever
I got the shortest of tempers
I analyze and dismember
I bet in the end you'll surrender
If i come around you'll know
If it hit 20 below
You got your self buried in blow
I leave your body buried in snow
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
El que conto que me tira mentira fue
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Mirame mirame mirame mirame
Soy tan salvaje mejor ya retírate
Writer: Michael Palma
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid