Abusando

This is a mix from Rafael Hernández
And the beloved Che O
And it goes: Bam, bam, bam

I’m bursting with joy
With my load in tow
To spread the message of salvation
Bread of life for my nation, yay-yeah!

Knock-Knock, who’s there?
It’s the voice of experience
That hits your conscience
With a lot of sense
I don’t speak unless it’s with intelligence
In front of him, you listen
You gotta have a lot of patience
Experience, YC my biggest influence
Saving my nation, those are the consequences
Speaking streetwise, I come with madness
Wanna know about me?
Shout to the sky, that’s my agency

Look at my watch, it’s ticking, Tick-tock
Check out what I do with my time, Hip-hop
I make it way tastier than a Big Mac
And it’s way more chocolatey than a Kit Kat

It’s the ministry that shines for all
Unraveling mysteries, pulling you from the grave
It’s the ministry that flows like oil
Getting rid of the cynical pleasures in your way

Hey now! Listen up, bum, and hear me out, girl
When I sing, the little devil files a complaint
'Cause my song makes you shine like a star
And he wants you to trade China for a bottle

The flavor, the flavor, adding a little bit
I stay calm while the enemy’s going crazy, crazy
Legalist brother, losing his mind
'Cause it’s not common to hear a message with some soul

Listen to what I play, baby
Come and pour a little gravy
Vitamin for those who get real lazy
Let’s make this chorus go crazy

I want you to shout, move, keep going, oh my!
Huuu huuu, nanananana
'Cause when I’m inspired, I speak the truth
Huuu huuu, nanananana

Indeed, I come direct, ready to attack
Huuu, huuu, nanananana
My lyrics are heavy and deep
Huuu, huuu, nanananana

You saw, you received it, just like you asked
And look what you did
So your mom sees it’s not a joke
You heard my songs and you converted

And now think, you’re no longer tense
Tell the press it’s just begun
A life where there’s no monster to stress you out
'Cause you have the greatest defense at home

So excuse me, mhm! You!
Listen to me please
Here comes the prince of the African Twist
'Cause there’s no product that can match my funk, harder and clearer than a slam dunk

Respect me, don’t mess with the V'c
Competing in my territory isn’t easy
Many MCs have stayed busy
They get dizzy every time Vico gets busy

Respect, kid, your party stops
Whenever the Philosopher shows what he’s got
I don’t do gimmicks to make mine sound
'Cause my prophecy is that one day Christ will come

Who are those who won’t sing?
Hey! Look at them there, hey! Send them away
I need people who want to stir things up
"Bring it up, Bring it up" uh-huh! Oh my!

Yeah, now I come and drop a fresh beat
That’s worth more than the benefits of American Express
As you see, that’s how it is 1, 2, 3, oh yes!
Here I am again, making my mark once more

I want you to shout, move, keep going, oh my!
Huuu, huuu, nanananana
'Cause when I’m inspired, I speak the truth
Huuu, huuu, nanananana

Indeed, I come direct, ready to attack
Huuu, huuu, nanananana
My lyrics are heavy and deep
Huuu, huuu, nanananana

Wind, the Ki and a half double meat at 4 point
Like when Africa dries up a type of rabbit

Haha, V'c
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