Eigir (part. El Guincho)

This rock is so hard, I gotta break it (crack)
Another junkie that won't last, it's not cool to consume
I ain't got no culture, you won't see me show off (no, no)
My wounds don't heal, I don't even know what suffering is anymore (grr)

Oh, shit, they hit me in the chest, stained my outfit (pah)
I won't drop the burger and they say yes (pa-pah)
I can't know if tomorrow it's my turn
I hope that she– worries about me

You all are trash and there's no moderation with me (no, no)
I'm going left-handed, whoever supports you, I don't give a damn
I got bills in Honduras, making moves, Nakamura (no)
I want a tough girl, Nakamura (skrrt, skrrt)

Doing all this stuff, you think it won't blow up? (Skrrt, skrrt)
I sold a lot of bags, I gotta admit that
I walk with the– and that's how we like to sleep (no)
Rolling the dice, they always come up in my favor (yeah)

Oh, yeah, [?] we left you hanging at the door
I don't mess with models, what we throw is wack
If it ain't problems, then tell 'em, Sal (sal)
Making rhymes, I feel like I'm Pac (pac)

I didn't have the cash and put my heart below zero
I don't use the wizard and at least it's not going bad
I don't get desperate but I won't end up at zero
I don't want to make money, what I want is a view of the sea

One wanted to be a thug, I put him to the test (ja)
I can't talk too much, the cops are gonna investigate (Uoh)
Tell me the budget, what's gonna be the price for this
To pick up the leftovers and I can erase it

Oh, shit, they hit me in the chest, stained my outfit (oh, shit)
I won't drop the burger and they say yes (that yes)
I can't know if tomorrow it's my turn
I hope that she– worries about me

Days when I go to the slammer
I freak out for my brother who's sitting in the hole
And sweet (sweet), this kilo is sweet
And when I rap it, I’m sure I double the stuff

They wear jewelry that ain't theirs like it's normal (normal)
Wants to sound like this, must be a weirdo
Beny doesn't do features, seems like an antisocial
And when I go to the parties, I carry a strap like a bag

Oh, shit, they hit me in the chest, stained my outfit
I won't drop the burger and they say yes
I can't know if tomorrow it's my turn
I hope that she– worries about me

I hope that she– worries about me
If I go to the parties, I carry a strap with me
I hope that she– comes out and takes care of me