Mi linaje, he tirao’ por tierra el equipaje
Que yo con esa gente no comparto mi mensaje
Midiéndose como crios, yo muriendo en el astio
Acompáñame un ratito en mi ego trip
Me construyo la casa yo solita bick by brick
Que se nota a la legua que no está lejos tu fin
¿Qué andas cocinando grasa? no sé rick, parece falso
Que no quiero nada de ti, nada de tu mano
No quiero un festín, no quiero cheques en blanco
No me fui de la gente que nombra a dios en vano
Pero esto suena tan bacano
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Mi Linaje* Lyrics English
My lineage, I have pulled ‘by ground baggage
That I with those people I do not share my message
Meaning as Crios, I dying in the Astio
Accompany me a little while in my ego trip
I built the house I alone bick by brick
That you can see the league that is not far away
What are you cooking fat? I do not know Rick, it seems false
That I do not want anything from you, nothing of your hand
I do not want a feast, I do not want Blank checks
I did not go from the people who name God in vain
But this sounds so bacano
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Babi Lyrics – Mi Linaje*