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RPCK

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Empecé rapeando con gente que ni rapeaba

No sabían lo que era el freestyle pero igual me segundeaban

Ah, un shot-out para esos plagas

Que siguen en la esquina viviendo secuencias malas

La ansiedad es un problema pero es parte de mi

Hago sonar una pista y pienso en el próximo hit

Haciendo buena mierda con lo malo que viví

Lo que se vende en el barrio brilla más que bling-bling

Las calles son tierra, las piedras no ayudan nada

Hacemos equilibrio con las zapas embarrada'

De tanto transpirar, la casaca ya está empapada

En el barrio, los problemas se resuelven a trompadas

Y eso si tenes suerte, en el mejor de los casos

No te hagas el loco o te regalan un facazo

Si alguno' están perdidos y ya no buscan un abrazo

¿Qué mejor sensación que cuando fuman un pipazo?

Hace rato no me importa lo que piensen de mi

Porque, a pesar de lo que digan, negro, yo soy así

Ando ready con mi gente esquivando ese civil

Y si me para, pierde el tiempo, mami, porque estoy clean

Hace rato no me importa lo que piensen de mi

Porque, a pesar de lo que digan, negro, yo soy así

Ando ready con mi gente esquivando ese civil

Y si me para, pierde el tiempo, mami, porque estoy clean

Y es así, sé muy bien lo que es la calle

El camino está inundado y no creo que al agua baje

Ahora todos la cocinan y es probable que no cambie

Quieren pasarla piola y también engañar el hambre

Los pibes fuman cable, ya no queman cobre

Y están haciendo planes para salirse de pobre

No tengo cuanta en banco, ni tengo plata en el sobre

Aunque voy a Western Union y la saco con mi nombre

Voy a morirme joven, perdón a mis papás

Es que no creo que supere perder a otro familiar

Viajando a Buenos Aires sin tener donde parar

Conocí gente muy buena, familia del underground

Escribiendo el pasado, disfrutando el presente

No vivo en el futuro pero allá tengo mi mente

No puedo perder el tiempo, cueste lo que me cueste

Quiero arreglar mi casa y eso me tiene impaciente

Hace rato no me importa lo que piensen de mi

Porque, a pesar de lo que digan, negro, yo soy así

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I started rapping with people who didn't even rap

They didn't know what freestyle was but they still seconded me

Ah, a shot-out for those pests

Who are still in the corner living bad sequences

Anxiety is a problem but it is part of me

I play a track and think about the next hit

Making good shit with the bad that I lived

What is sold in the neighborhood shines brighter than bling-bling

The streets are dirt, the stones do not help anything

We balance with the muddy shoes'

From sweating so much, the jacket is already soaked

In the neighborhood, problems are solved by blows

And that's if you're lucky, at best

Don't play crazy or they'll give you a hack

If any of them are lost and are no longer looking for a hug

What better feeling than when they smoke a great pipe?

It's been a while I don't care what they think of me

'Cause despite what they say, black, I'm like that

I'm ready with my people dodging that civilian

And if he stops me, he wastes time, mommy, because I'm clean

It's been a while I don't care what they think of me

'Cause despite what they say, black, I'm like that

I'm ready with my people avoiding that civilian

And if he stops me, he wastes time, mommy, because I'm clean

And it is like that, I know very well what the street is

The road is flooded and I don't think the water will go down

Now everyone cooks it and it probably won't change

They want to have a great time and also cheat their hunger

The kids smoke cable, they no longer burn copper

And they're making plans to get out of poverty

I don't have a bank account, nor do I have money in the envelope

Although I go to Western Union and take it out with my name

I'm going to die young, sorry to my parents

I just don't think I'll get over losing another family member

Traveling to Buenos Aires without having anywhere to stop

I met very good people, underground family

Writing the past, enjoying the present

I do not live in the future but there I have my mind

I can't waste time, whatever it takes

I want to fix my house and that makes me impatient

It's been a while I don't care what they think of me

'Cause despite what they say, black, I'm like that