Nada

I'm on the track, with Penyair
The law of everything, ah-ah

Saying you have something is the wrong words
In a poorly told story
If in the end you have nothing
And in time everything

Saying you have something is the wrong words
In a poorly told story
If in the end you have nothing
And in time everything, yeah

I don't have a truck, I don't have bank accounts
I'm not a professional, more than just elementary
I'm not an artist because being a celebrity is not a priority

I don't have a cheerleader with an extraordinary face
Nor a crazy model who is a university student
I have a beautiful skinny girl who also likes freestyle
Since sex is not everything, even if it's with several

I'm not a thug, but I would rob thugs
Related to frauds in elections
I'm not a terrorist or a hooligan or a thug
Who see a cop and pull down their pants

I don't have shit, tickets for a plane
Or yachts for my writings, but I would like them
But first I would like to see my buddies well
Anyway

Saying you have something is the wrong words
In a poorly told story
If in the end you have nothing
And in time everything

Saying you have something is the wrong words
In a poorly told story
If in the end you have nothing
And in time everything

I don't have a song that makes vaginas wet
And I don't bring a show
At most I have the flow, not a showcase doll

I'm not a guy hardened as if I were a Max Steel
I don't live in a penthouse with ivory floors
Without those condominiums of unkind people
I rent in El Amparo, it's almost 300 thousand

I don't have a thousand friends who give me betrayals
And even less on the internet many views
I don't have a million, but I want a billion
To see if with that money I get my partner out of prison

I don't have an EPS in case I get malaria
But I have ginger or lemon water
No pension fund, sorry
Remember that being an MC doesn't provide a pension

What I learned was outside, fighting for the daily bread
So that the mind grows and doesn't stay in the neighborhood
Paying off a millionaire asshole
Who doesn't care about life, only binary codes

I don't have a mother, I have a blessed virgin
Who doesn't need to go to church to bless me
Not like the priest who already has: car, land, and despises everyone
I don't have amnesia, but I forget anyway

I have the cunning for some dirty minds, bastards
I'm not a spoiled one who spends everything
I have my grandmother alive and that's enough for me
I who have nothing, yeah

Saying you have something is the wrong words
In a poorly told story
If in the end you have nothing
And in time everything

Saying you have something is the wrong words
In a poorly told story
If in the end you have nothing
And in time everything

Penyair
The law of everything
Sua, Penyair, Kennedy, El Amparo
Thing, freedom, eh-eh-eh
I who have nothing