Ándele don se le hace tarde
Acá hay un valiente pa' su cobarde
una frontera pa' su raudal
Y talla cuarenta pa' su bozal

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V A Y A N

Terrible abordar la descripción de cualquier cosa con una pregunta, o con un conjunto de preguntas. ¿Qué significa ser hombre? ¿Qué distingue a un niño de su versión madura y completa? ¿Es un niño una persona incompleta, es una persona en formación? ¿Todas las personas logran formarse o hay algunas que no consiguen llegar al estado deseable de madurez? ¿Qué consecuencias tiene para el niño el hecho de no conseguir convertirse en un hombre? ¿Qué es lo que impide a un niño convertirse en hombre?

Niño Esclavo

Muros crudos, terregales, basureros, gris cielo abierto y olor a perro muerto. No te amo, no llega a tanto mi inocencia, pero sé que no sería yo si no fuera por ti, y que tú no serías así si no fuera por los muchos que son como yo y que vivimos en ti.

El Edén

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Better For You [Prod. by Zachary Scott]

13 Barz Interlude (Feat. Metallique & Pop3y3 Kid)

Girl Let Me Know - 8ighty6ixBones

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long rd!(my story)

She wanna love me now, can’t do wrong, I know all my opps, they want me long gone

I gotta get that bag, I cannot chill, I won’t take no breaks till I get that mill


It’s funny how niggas be calling me out even tho they be begging for bitches, I just called yo hoe and she told to me pull up at her place for obvious reasons

I ran up her debit like she was on credit, don’t worry I’ll pay you back later, I told all my niggas to never betray me or else you gon be in some danger

She wanna tell me that I am the one, I know I’m the one you don’t gotta be saying it

She on my hip and I call her my gun, the way that I pull out and shoot and like a stranger

All of my niggas know I carry ones, in case we go drifting or ride to the club

Get what I want I’m just having some fun, me and the crew yea we getting it done


They call me an asshole (niggas do me dirty)

They say I’m an old soul (niggas should be worried)

(They wanna hold me down, not let me fly)

(They wanna beat my ass, Idk why)


I’ve been rolling thru southfield wit all my niggas in passenger

We get bitches and money and we get play by the hour and

Pussy niggas be talkin and sex ofenders be stalkin
But we got strength in our numbers so if fighting, we brawling

I got too many reasons why I can’t die while I’m young

But the main reason is mama cuz she would die by the gun

I mean for real let’s be honest, cuz she would def have some reasons

But she gotta too many choices and goals for her to be grieving



I get, opinionated, everybody round me been jaded

Every bitch want a new man from the dick size to the chest placement

I know one girl who hate dread niggas but she still took a pic wit one of em

I know white girls who be skipping school or be flunking out, I be dodging em

All these rap niggas is my sons, bitch, understand I’m number one

Bitch, understand that I’m the best, bitch, understand I get it done, bitch

Y’all be some naysayers, hating on me cuz I’m that nigga

I know I am that nigga, I will ride or die by the trigga

Old Soul

WAITING ON

A direct message To all ‘em Fakers messin with ya Grind

Rap Reaper

Exploradores del beat, mineros de la lírica, narradores buscando historias más allá de las convenciones del juego. Ciudadanos ficticios de una realidad imaginada.