Shaokan - El B

Dice que!

Esto es Conexión apaga luz

Tu sabes, producción el LAPIZ aquí

Ese Background lo hizo mi hermano el LAPIZ

Tu sabes como es, la Conexión apaga luz

Nuevo Vedado — Santa Cruz

Oh ya tu sabes como es…

Nuevo Vedado — Santa Cruz…

Es mia esta lirikita… y el LAPIZ, maltratando al FrutyLoops

Nos fuimos aquí, ya tu sabes como es

Falla pa tu lengua…

Y dice así, yoe!

Esta va pa los que tienen la curiosidad despierta

Que no se paran a escuchar y paran de hablar mierda

Esta va pa los que cagan por la boca pues seguro

De tanto pensar en mi olvidaron pa que sirve el culo

Te aseguro, que de esta no vas a salvarte

Crítico de arte, ven a inyectarte tinta con cianuro

Hace ya cuatro febreros te tengo en apuro

Gracias que a mi talento y a tu puteria es que perduro

Soy inmaduro que libera sus tensiones escribiendo

Mientras tú solo hablas mal de mis canciones

Si!, malas palabras y que, no me cuestiones mas compadre

Que te encanta escuchar a los yumas cagarse en tu madre

Y que ladren los perros, que se tiren, y que muerdan dale

Ensaya una escenita pa ver si te sale

Que los del perreo, los under y los comerciales

Saben que tengo un estilo que le rompe los timbales

Y esto no es dale don dale, sino dale pa que aprenda

Que las prendas no te hacen MC aunque tu CD se venda

Tengas el bolsillo asi y la TV en ti se reprenda

Si no das un mensaje creeme eres tremenda mierda

Es tiempo de que entiendas men porque te aferras

Si las libretas me abren que importa si las puertas se cierran

Escribe y no me pintes farolito de guerra

Que te lo coloreo, te lo apago, y te lo rompo a piedra

Porque te cierras perro esto es terror en bocina

Yo pincho en lo hondo y profundo y tu eres buzo de piscina

Camina loco y evita el foco pa que tu estas

Yo me pongo peor que Remteck con to sus megawats

Viene el El By

Pa los blancos y pa los pietros

Conmigo no hay dexboll, ponches y boletos

Cuando me paro en el cajón jurarme en el concreto

Me sirven to los lanzamientos y meto swing completo

Estate quieto y no te meta ahi

Que soy un tren y tu eres muy poca linea pa mi

Si, tu te crees que estoy dormio

Y en esa curvita es donde tu te pierdes y te encuentras conmigo

Ya te es sabido que no soy un pan

Callado, noble y sin doble como Jackie Chan

Logica es creerte el one si chocas con Byan

Que pa ganar este jueguito hay que matar a Shao Kahn

Soy un MC solo, que tiene al pensador por simbolo

Sin foco porque te hiciste el loco y siempre te ignoro

Pero mi yunta no te confundas

Que cambio de palo pa rumba y si te zumbas te despingo to

Yo se que no soy santo de tu devocion

Y desearias que nunca hubiera agarrado un microfon

Lo siento chamacon es que el hipop es mi pasion

Aunque solo me ha dado mil enemigos y mas de un clon

Que situacion baby, representando, esto es pa largo

Que cuando el By se prende no hay como apagarlo

Venga a observarlo el fanatismo no va a aplastarlo

Tu eres fan a 50 Cent, pues bien mi preferido es ALDO

Tengo los dardos preparados

Y una punteria de tres pares de cojones no he fallado

Buscame al que creas mejor ponlo a mi lado

Lo voy a maltratar mas que en una cafeteria del estado

He estado siempre de lado de quien no esta en el poder

Sin fama ni gloria encima no me vengan a ofrecer

Dejenme aqui abajo entre mis rimas y mis libros

Si aqui los tengo locos alla arriba soy un peligro

Ando con el nitro desde el 2003, archiva la fecha

Pues esta brecha te mate de la salida

No gastes mas saliva y ponte a la viva

Te tengo pasando mas trabajo pa arrancarte un poskilon pa arriba

Vive tu vida y quitame el deito si!

Emplea tu tiempo en algo, que hay buenos cursitos por ahi

Pero si te interesa la rima buscame a mi

Pa que escribas el libro 100 horas con El By

Es el By

Pa los blancos y pa los pietros

Conmigo no hay dexboll, ponches y boletos

Cuando me paro en el cajon jurarme en el concreto

Me sirven to los lanzamientos y meto swing completo

Estate quieto y no te meta ahi

Que soy un tren y tu eres muy poca linea pa mi

Si, tu te crees que estoy dormio

Y en esa curvita es donde tu te pierdes y te encuentras conmigo

Ya te es sabido que no soy un pan

Callado, noble y sin doble como Jackie Chan

Logica es creerte el one si chocas con Byan

Que pa ganar este jueguito hay que matar a Shao Kahn

Midiendome con vara nunca sabran mi tamaño

Los buenos son los peores si deciden hacer daño

Los pichoncitos de rapiña moriran de hambre

Niñas les voy a partir las uñas cuando arañen

Se te va la cuarentiña es mejor que te avise

Que tu actitud desluce con la talla en que te prensa

Eres muy come-mierda para pensar lo que dices

Y eres muy penco para decir lo que pìensas

La via no es esa asere asi que mejor frena

Que se te va la catalina, se parten las vielas

Aprende de la calle pero que no te duerman con muela

Los mejores MC no son los que dejan la escuela

ALDO pa que inventarán

Si no saben en la plomacera que se meterán

Pa ganar este juegito hay que matar al Shao Kahn

Tu sabes como es… el Shao Kahn

Say what!

This is Connection turn off light

You know, production the PENCIL here

That Background was made by my brother the PENCIL

You know how it is, the Connection turns off light

New Vedado — Santa Cruz

Oh you know how it is...

New Vedado — Santa Cruz…

This little lirikit is mine... and the PENCIL, mistreating the FrutyLoops

We left here, you already know how it is

Fail for your tongue...

And it goes like this, yo!

This one goes to those who have awakened curiosity

They don't stop to listen and stop talking shit

This one goes to those who shit through their mouths, for sure

From so much thinking about me they forgot what the ass is for

I assure you, that you will not be saved from this

Art critic, come inject yourself with cyanide ink

It's been four February now that I have you in trouble

Thanks to my talent and your putería is that I last

I am immature who releases his tensions by writing

While you only speak ill of my songs

Yes!, bad words and that, do not question me anymore compadre

That you love listening to the yumas shit on your mother

And that the dogs bark, that they throw themselves, and that they bite, give it

Rehearse a scene to see if you get it

That those of the perreo, the under and the commercials

They know that I have a style that breaks the kettledrums

And this is not dale don dale, but dale so that he learns

That the clothes do not make you MC even if your CD is sold

Have your pocket like this and the TV in you is reprimanded

If you do not give a message believe me you are tremendous shit

It is time that you understand men why you cling

If the notebooks open me, what does it matter if the doors are closed

Write and don't paint me war lantern

That I color it for you, I turn it off, and I'll break it to stone

Why do you close dog this is terror on horn

I poke deep and deep and you are a pool diver

Walk crazy and avoid the focus so that you are

I get worse than Remteck with all his megawatts

The El By is coming

For the whites and for the pietros

With me there is no dexboll, strikeouts and tickets

When I stand on the drawer swear on the concrete

They serve me all the pitches and I put full swing

Be still and don't get in there

That I am a train and you are very little line for me

Yes, you think I'm asleep

And in that curve is where you get lost and find me

It is already known to you that I am not a bread

Quiet, noble and double like Jackie Chan

Logic is to believe the one if you collide with Byan

That to win this little game you have to kill Shao Kahn

I am a single MC, who has the thinker as a symbol

No focus because you played crazy and I always ignore you

But my team don't get confused

What a change of suit for rumba and if you buzz I'll throw you off

I know that I am not a saint of your devotion

And you wish I'd never picked up a mic

I'm sorry chamacon is that hipop is my passion

Although it has only given me a thousand enemies and more than one clone

What a situation baby, representing, this is for a long time

That when the By turns on there is no way to turn it off

Come watch it fanaticism is not going to crush you

You are a fan of 50 Cent, well my favorite is ALDO

I have the darts ready

And an aim of three pairs of balls I have not failed

Find me the one you think is best, put him by my side

I'm going to mistreat him more than in a state cafeteria

I have always been on the side of those who are not in power

Without fame or glory above, do not come to offer me

Leave me down here between my rhymes and my books

If here I have them crazy up there I am a danger

I've been riding the nitro since 2003, file the date

Well, this gap kills you from the exit

Do not waste more saliva and get alive

I have you spending more work to rip a poskilon up

Live your life and take away my deito yes!

Use your time in something, there are good courses out there

But if you are interested in the rhyme look for me

For you to write the book 100 hours with El By

is the by

For the whites and for the pietros

With me there is no dexboll, strikeouts and tickets

When I stand on the drawer swear on the concrete

They serve me all the pitches and I put full swing

Be still and don't get in there

That I am a train and you are very little line for me

Yes, you think I'm asleep

And in that curve is where you get lost and find me

It is already known to you that I am not a bread

Quiet, noble and double like Jackie Chan

Logic is to believe the one if you collide with Byan

That to win this little game you have to kill Shao Kahn

Measuring me with a rod they will never know my size

The good guys are the worst if they decide to do harm

The nestlings of prey will starve

Girls, I'm going to break your nails when you scratch

If your forties are going, it is better that I notify you

That your attitude shines with the size in which it presses you

You're too shit-eater to think what you're saying

And you are very weak to say what you think

The road is not that asere so you better stop

That the catalina is leaving you, the vielas are breaking

Learn from the street but don't be put to sleep with a tooth

The best MCs are not the ones who drop out of school

ALDO so they will invent

If they don't know where they'll get into the plumbing

To win this little game you have to kill the Shao Kahn

You know how it is... the Shao Kahn