Jeremías 17-5

Hey
With the truth, you go far
Turn it up, turn it up to my voice there
A tad
Hey
In none

Beware of envy, mijo
Looking into my eyes, my old lady, rest in peace now, she once told me
And how right he was to warn me of this pig life
Don't raise crows or they will tear your eyes out of their sockets

I have realized that the truth is so relative
And the reality is such a lie
Dogs trying to invade my private property while I was sleeping
Looking to steal my females, my reals, my food'

Cursed be the man who trusts another man
Great truth, in that phrase, is hidden
I feel like a crazy person trying to trust me yet
On someone on the planet of hypocrisy

Okay, I'm a fool
So brave that I give it to myself
And abuse is natural
That, against me, they use

Dirty world where everyone thinks
Only in themselves
Damned a thousand times
Puppets of selfishness

This is for you, for you, you who betrayed me
And you give me your hand with your face that says I wasn't there
And I innocently gave it to you, because I still didn't know
That your giggle came with the date already expired

This song is not for anyone
Don't feel like killing someone
For his mother's fake and pussy

Another hand with a dagger on my back
Hand of such a carnal
Brother, that my hand used to shake

The most traitor, you may have him in front of you
Drinking your cold ones or sharing your hot dinner
I hope those who always lie drown
And once in hell, let them burn forever

I had never thought that your partner could be dirty
That, for a business, can give you a kick

My arm tells me
That love will take me far
But hate taught me to be a lynx
Never an asshole

With the fingers of one hand
They were counted
Those that same hand
For them, I put into the fire

Now for a zamuro in a sheep's suit
Canserbero is thinking about having to blow off his finger

That's why I don't even believe in my pillow anymore.
Not even in my shadow, that is, in anything

I don't even believe in my old man
If one day I tell you that I believe you
Don't believe me that I believe you
Because I don't even believe in my reflection anymore

If you're looking for a helping hand, start with your arm
I learned that from the point of pain
I hope my life is long to see when yours fails
And step on your hand when you ask me to lift you up, my peace

I'm just deadpan when I write
I hardly drink rum anymore, but wine and, from the bottom of my heart, I say
That dirty revenge kills the soul and poisons it
But, when it comes to betrayal, it is worth it

The word is okay, the trap is out
Boys look each other in the eyes to tell truths
Let it slip when you lose battles, that's not war
And, if one fails you, change it to a bitch

Make the blood shit and the heart stone
Turn up the volume, repeat the prayer to me
Cursed be the man who trusts another man
Those who betrayed, remember their faces and their names

There's only one thing about you that I admire
And how are you so two-faced?
You can still sleep peacefully
For my part, well, I smile
But for my mother that is not good
Having Canserbero as an enemy

The neighborhood did not pass in vain
Like Willie Columbus, deep in my heart, I'm bad
These damn shitheads think I'm not clear
My brothers are not a motherfucker

I am life and death, and I believe in nothing
Neither in living legends, nor in dead legends, nor resurrected
I am real like Bolívar and his sword
Stabbing hypocrites for their façade

It tastes like shit, culture, whores and fame
This song is not for me to hit
It already has truth attached

You will experience trauma when you don't have friends
And notice that those who tell you that they love you
They look at me with desire

The flow and the skills taste like ass to me
I'm rough, my rhymes don't come out that aren't real
God willing and don't find González outside
And I invite you to a court until one of the two dies

A motherfucker, gentleman, right?
If I can, I'll even stab you with the pencil I used for the issue.
Fakers? There are more than flies where you shit
Or bad smell where you peed, or without metaphors, enough

One hand cuts the other, like Tempo said
And actions are not carried away by the wind
May Christ forgive you, if he exists
Because if it's up to me, I can sing this
While I piss on your sad grave

Raise your hand if you don't believe in anyone
And if no one uploads it, I upload it
I hope you die, old friend
And we'll meet in hell to kill you again

God cannot duplicate what I think when I look at you
Because, more than once, I can't enter hell

And don't call me your brother
That for you I am Canserbero
Mamaguevo's Roliranco

Beware of envy, mijo
Looking into my eyes, my old lady, rest in peace now, she once told me
And how right he was to warn me of this pig life
Don't raise crows or they will tear your eyes out of their sockets

Hey, you, you
Stop crying, you fucking bitch
that I have not shed tears