LEGENDARIOS (part. Hanzel La H)

From head to toe, Jordan in the capsule
Making daily moves, hustling to stack the cash
We got connections with thugs in all the hoods
And we make 'em fall if they act tough like hitmen

I'm a comedian, but an imaginary thug
Living in a fictional movie where breaking out ain't needed
I make 'em suffer with my comments
Knowing it's normal whether it's a joke or no stage

(No matter how much they try to bring me down, they can't shut me up)
(Remember with me, don’t start making shit up)
(I got the real tools for their reality)
(And we’re gonna take 'em down head-on without mercy)

(No matter how many join in and hear me, they can't touch me)
(They don't even bring a little bit of evil)
(I already know the block's hideout in the neighborhood)
(And we’re gonna roll in without much talk)

The bros are like Siri, a glass of cocaine
A jacket on me, an R for the system
In my bag, I carry eighty stacks just for the tracks
And that ain't the problem, the problem is in the flow, I'm the cream

I don’t get mad at the girls, but she swears she’s breaking it down ugly with that whale
Don’t lie to me, without pearls it doesn’t sound
Come back to the mine, I just posted a story in Barcelona
With me, it’s like seeing a hundred people
And I’m heading to PR with the baddest girls
From there, I’m off to Argentina
Without stepping on a stage, just chilling, I’m on top

I’m going to educate those who are stubborn
To go for the USA, if I feel like it, I’m off to China
With the family at the bar
Happy that all my blood is still united and I got good vibes

When I want to locate them
(I know very well where to find them)
I got a vest and backup, and I got muscle for all my devils

When I want to locate them
(I know very well where to find them)
I got a vest and backup, and I got muscle for all my devils

El Pirlo and La H joined forces
Guns, drugs, and cash, we’re missing the ladies
I ask about your hood and they say they don’t want you
And the day my bro tells me, baby, you’re done

Every day the rubber goes and you guys are still on analog
I don’t even sell drugs anymore, now I live off the catalog
My name in the news, I’m always in the scandals
I could’ve been an athlete, but I chose to be a vandal

Problems, situations that marked my fate
The one with the white eyes, they call me the killer
Since I was a kid, I’ve lived in war with a couple of Palestinians
Now we’re in the same boat, but with Jack the mosquito

I represent the codes of the street and loyalty
They wanna do it like me, but they’re not even halfway
They talked shit when I wasn’t around and I know where it’s at
And now that they see me up close, punks, they don’t say shit.