Con Guante Blanco

To the fake friend who ate from my bread
The one who says behind my back what he didn't say in front
Now it's my turn to read them the riot act
They know it's not a joke, they feel it in my seat

You who presume, I'll tell you what you lack
Education and courage, you're nothing like me
I don't need weapons, mafias, or managers
I took it out of the pantheon like a resident with tempo

I'm not worried, that's life
They bring you down when they see you going up
I'm not worried, it doesn't hurt me
I know the two-faced when they come close to me

With a white glove, sometimes slaps hurt more

If the slap with a white glove hurt them
It's not pride, not money, not my bank accounts
You forgot when you used to light my cigarette
Instead of opening your mouth, learn to swallow your saliva

I'm not surprised anymore by treacherous people
The one who watches over me doesn't sleep and is for real
In this world, you don't know what awaits you
I'll still be me from here until I die

I'm not worried, that's life
They bring you down when they see you going up
I'm not worried, it doesn't hurt me
I know the two-faced when they come close to me