EL FICTICIO (RIP Blessd)

Don't even think about waking him up, if you dare, that terrible android might just kill us

Android Pi, Pirlo, haha
They pirated your album (total failure, don’t wake him up)
They’ve looked down on you
They’ve shut the doors on you in the industry (don’t do it, no)
And now they’re pulling your tracks from the platforms?
Hahaha
Are you the terror?

I want to tell you it doesn’t matter how strong you are
Because we, the androids, are totally invincible, that’s it

Haha
I’m gonna talk to you real classic, I’ll keep it short
I’ll pick you up in a jiffy, no third wheels (but what’s with that noise, dude?)
No family, nothing, just you directly (we’re out here)
Your families will be fine, you’re just a bunch of losers
Everyone comes from a good family, which is the worst, none of you are street, haha

We’re gonna make the shit explode
We’re gonna talk with arguments and details
Let the little rats and the street kids know the real deal
I don’t copy from rich kids, or from power, it’s better if they just whine
I’m the terror of all of you, head to the Valley

One by one, just me against all of you
Who do you think you’re fooling singing trap? You bunch of idiots
This verse is gonna be heard all over the globe
They wanted to play tough, but they let the wolf get them

This is easy and simple for me, I’ve got the ground shaking
I do have dignity, I’m not a puppet sucking (Cali Cartel)
I’m real street and I’m flexing (you know it)
First, they were fans of my flow, then they started hating

Okay, I get it, you know you’ve fallen
And to fix that mess, I’m bringing everyone together
On the track, I walk with bandits
Don’t talk to me about snitches when you’ve never sold a Chococono

Idiot, stupid, you sold candy, I sold power
What do I care if the girls get stuck on you?
Give Quico some milk, he wants it
They throw parties in Medallo flow Puff Daddy, I’ll be the stranger

They’re jealous because we never signed them
I’ll bring childhood to Antioquía if I get Thano’s deal
What are you gonna say about the street, banana body?
The other guy saw me rap about tussi, copy and paste, how cool

Haha, how cool, you bastard

So, fictitious, talking trap, you’re not on my level
And the ones who robbed you are your own service crew
You thought it was me, the plane crashed on you
When you fixed things with the KK, be serious, get a job

I was the one who helped you, you never sang trap
You’re not even from Medellín, fool, you’re from Bogotá
The soft one, the one who lost his identity
Manicomio and Cojo Crazy got you because you couldn’t rhyme

Then you got power and you’re filled with hate, you want revenge
You’re sick of my style, the mango’s gonna explode on you
You’re the one who keeps the ESMAD
Brought down five hundred cops to record a commercial

Heh, in San Antonio, don’t forget (oh my God)
That you came down with the whole law (pick it up, let’s go again)
Haha (let’s do it)
Let’s give it a burst
Cali Cartel, yeah
Change my rhythm, I’m gonna blow it up badly

I don’t get it, everyone cheered for me back then
Kris R was the first one bragging about me (hey)
Then months passed and bless your heart, I don’t get it
They turned bad after I gave them Nintendo (oh)

And they don’t understand, I’ve always been with the rebels
Because I never signed with Jara, that eats at them (haha)
WestCOL thinks he owns all the greens
If he walks in a forest, he might just get lost (boom)

And the Blessed, I know not having flow hurts you
Because you’re a fool with papers
You don’t have punchlines or delivery, you steal it from Kris R
And he gives it up when he smells (oh)

Keep collecting milk from the Sele or I’ll make them dismantle you
You think you can do it like this? Never, dude, you’re a joke
You eat trannies in motels
You were the one who warned us about where it was

These guys love it, or do you remember Samantha?
The one who peeled your banana and put it in your throat
Hey, hey, after this no one’s lifting you up
Trying to freestyle while eating guys when so much spills out

You gotta let yourself get nailed
And here you gotta learn to let yourself get hit
Then you’ll see, if a six-meter black guy nails you
Or if a Japanese guy with thirty centimeters nails you
But you’re nailed, yeah
Wherever you go, you’re nailed
You know we gotta get the street chip out of us

Stand strong, dude, with me
I’ve always been the terror of you all
See, WestierCOL, haha
Cali Cartel, give me a shot of champagne, eh
You stupid piece
To take it easy, because if I get a pass, I’ll kill them, ah

Kris R, there’s like four hundred clips of you talking about (hey, you’re my son, bro what’s going on?)
I’m your favorite artist, what happened? (Quico, you can’t)
Let’s go again (you, haha)

Hey, WestierCOL, you’re a millionaire idiot
Who flexes with jewelry and trucks (haha)
Aida already said it, that was a front, pure fake
And I believe her because you’re a piece of shit

You miserable, you’re a hollow unhappy person pretending
You shove milk and meat up your ass, while I’m on fent
Throw a party with your tranny tracks, it’s increasing
And perreando with Blessd and Cris Vareta

Ah, the dad
The worm took the ink from the fat guy to make him get locked up, ah
Why? Because he saw I didn’t sign and because he saw he couldn’t vaccinate me
Ah, and one more, a couple of years back you were the one who opened for me at Pascual
Another, another and that’s it
For being a disrespectful drunk at the World Cup, FERXXO made you cry (no, FERXXO, no, FERXXO)

For being disrespectful and for being soft
One for being disrespectful and the other for being soft
That’s how FERXXO got you, haha
Cali Cartel, 420

We’re doing this for free, I know you won’t respond
If I was the one who wrote to you and taught you how to do trap
Send your puppets to see if they dare to get on a beat
I still have time for everyone
This is Cali Cartel, I’m with Dogor, I’m with G's, with Van

We’re gonna go out and make a mess, whenever you want to start the mess, beast
We’re gonna make it real, you know I’m with a bunch of androids
You’ve never lived the street, my king
If I was the one who taught you that, so, clown (you think they’re gonna touch me like this, bro?)
You better study up, man, clown
Boom

If they touch me, a bunch of people die, stupid