La Jumper

Ahem, yeah-yeah
Young Hokage
(What?)
Hey, turn up the gain, turn down the ground (turn it up, turn it up)
I can barely hear myself (hey, I can't hear myself)
We are Los Sobr3naturale', man (testing, testing)
Listen up (what?)

The bipolar's back (uh-huh), keep all the R's and AK's (keep all the R's)
I'm rolling with P90s and FN FALs
The evil eye gets scared by the rosary hanging from the necklace (amen)
I’m never gonna change who I am to be some so-called role model (never)
I’m jumping over all of you, you guys are just fences (for real)
They’re already tracing me even to the X on my eyebrow line
In war, the clever survive, so watch out, champ (you know)
It’s not the same to see 300 punchlines when you’re getting rushed (haha, what happened?)
Your combos are weird (prr what?), where do they catch them? (Where?)
I don’t know what’s faker, your chains or those Travis match-ups (hahaha)
The rifle and a pistol, like an Indian with his bow and axe (what happened?)
Let them go ahead, I’ll catch them in the field (what?)
The real among all the fakes, fuck the genre (you know)
To get up they ask for a boost, and then they don’t even give you credit (ah, look at that)
Live they don’t sound the same, cyber artists (trili)
Can’t talk about codes if you fail on the ethics (you don’t have it)
I’ve got it in play, making money, chilling and playing Play (come on, come on, babe)
Of all the dead presidents, I like the blue faces more (tell me, Franklin)
I’m dying for someone to throw down, make the fail (give me the fail)
But they all run from me, they’ve been on the skate for a while (hey, what?)
And by the way, it’d be a pleasure, bu, to see how you handle the scare (almost)
You didn’t expect to see me, you’re not so tough anymore (and now?)
If there’s trouble, don’t sleep, shrimp (the current will take you)
I’m always wary, shark, in case I run into them when I’m not looking (what happened, man?)
Throwing changes in the guide chip tronic (uh-huh)
In the Urus racing a bit between me and Kaponi (tell me, demon)
The big horse among these ponies (brr), their diamonds are zirconia (what?)
They didn’t get anything from Sony (what?), the jumper and it’s not Bad Bunny (what?)

I record myself, I write myself, I sing it myself (I do it all)
And your composers’ cars falling apart (damn)
What a nerve, don’t bite me, it’s not that serious (nah)
Fucked up weirdos, in the name of Jesus, I’m gonna kill the saint (amen, what?)
I record myself, I write myself, I sing it myself (I do it all)
And your composers’ cars falling apart (that’s sad, man)
What a nerve, don’t bite me, it’s not that serious (drop that)
Fucked up weirdos (haha), in the name of Jesus, I’m gonna kill the saint, prr (amen, what? Los Sobr3naturale')

I’m living it up rockstar style, hustling every day, gotta get it
And you talking shit, go start a podcast
The movie’s playing, man, live, catch the broadcast (transmitting)
These aren’t just any Jordan Retro 10s, these are the Bobcats (haha, what?)
You don’t know about those cheats, that’s why your flow looks cheap (you look cheap)
Rocker lights up the guitar (tell me, Roke)
And soon I’ll drop C eLe, the robot’s got the chip (tell me)
Better stay cool, penguin like in Happy Feet (what happened, man?)
I break them just because, this is for that one, also for you
So you think twice before going against me (think)
You guys are last, like this track on my playlist (haha)
You want to reach me, but you can’t catch up because I’m gone (you didn’t see me, what?)
I’m rolling in the Hellcat, all in black like Men In Black (yeah)
The tough one, I’m the fucking crack (the beast), and you all sound wack, trili
With all caps, headshot, a single tap, bitch (brr)
I don’t want brats, skinny with a fat ass, yeah (hard)
So I can mess you up and fuck over anyone who crosses me
The loot for bringing it down, I don’t know where I put it (ha)
A couple of sticks I have in the rifle, and add all the ones I composed (tell me)
I want new enemies, since the old ones are already decomposed (what?)
The result is efficiency (no), waiting with patience
To see if someone reaches the level of consistency (hey, they don’t reach)
And I say it with decency (son of a bitch), maybe it’ll be tomorrow (never)
Because today I don’t have competition in this contest (what?)
I took over the movement (yeah), I don’t know when I got damaged (what happened, man?)
I jumped into the game, and goal, if I kicked them
I swear to God I did it unconsciously, without bad intentions (in the name of the Father and the Son)
The last thing believers lose is called faith
Buy crutches for your feet, I broke them, I ran you over, if I didn’t see you (yeah)
The Squid Games started (haha), and you’re crawling, worm (trili)
So much you were dodging my tracks, even for the splits (now they look for me)
Now I jump over them even in their remixes and sign the release (three letters, what?)
I’ll delete them if I press a key, I’m dope and you’re a techie
Run the race, I’m waiting for you here at the finish line (come on, come on, come on, no)
I’m hitting you with Vegeta’s kick (the lyrics)
In this Call of Duty my verses are meta, prr (what?)

Haha (haha), what happened, man? (Tell me)
We are Los Sobr3naturale', you heard? (Los Sobr3naturale')
Tell me, custom
Tell me, o8cho: The Infinite Producer (hey, the one with the infinite hands)
Hey, young Hokage on the track (tell me, young)
We are the best, man (the toughest)
Hey, whoever wants to measure strength (who is it? Step up)
Step up (come here), we’re at your disposal (I’m ready)
Once again I’ll show you why I’m the best at this (I’m ready too)
Mister punchline, man
Tell me, Roke (this isn’t my last race)
Tell me, c eLe (tell me, the robot)
Hey, I’m with the destroyer (gaby), haha
From the West Area, they know who it is (hey)
Tell me, Pri (tell me, Pri, tell me), let’s apply it to these motherfuckers (what do we do?)
What happened, man? Okay (I’m gonna kill him, man)
The owner of the game, you heard? (The boss)
(Ask for the blessing, okay?)
(Dad, the lyrics)
L3tra's Entertainment, baby (what?)
Ah, what?