Wassup? Preguntan quiénes son, pregunta quién, mi son
Ellos se ciegan solos como cuando ven el sol
Dime quién comenzó, ¿tú qué me ves, mamón?
A mí solo me limitan cintas de precaución
Noto que se asustan desde que el mic llega
Por eso veo el éxito cada vez más cerca
Soy todo un guerrero, esa es mi sangre azteca
Haste caso a ti mismo y tus cosejos feka
¿Qué ve van a enseñar a mí? Esa no es buena sh#t
Quieren enseñarle de arte con pinta de Ali
Tira esa bala, mi bala, mi MC
Mis punchs son mi verdad de no poder como Iron Fist
Tú ponte más o ponte más cabrón
Y no temas si el problema es el flow, uh
Que aquí rapear es como hacer el amor
Porque no es lo mismo si no lo haces con pasión
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? (¿Quién?)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son?
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son?
Skiper, Brasco, homie, let’s go (Dime)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? (¿Quién?)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? (Yeah)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son?
Skiper, Brasco, homie, let’s go (Dímelo)
Recuerdo esos tiempos cuando nadie me miraba
Cuando iba en el metro y la vista me volteaban, uh
Decían “lo dudo” porque nadie confiaba
Ahora pide un saludo quien antes me lo negaba
Y yo bajo el sol ya trabajé largas jornadas
Me parece que nueve de FMS no son nada
Me preguntaste que por qué no te extrañaba
Son las ventajas de tener una mente ocupada, uh
Sé que siempre voy más allá de lo lógico
Soy la tormenta que te rompe los pronósticos
To’ mis bros quieren ser noticia, qué irónico
Tus líneas tan planas ya son algo periódico
Mi vida no depende de lo que hace o no
Lo hago porque me gusta, no porque ya se sonó
Tronó la base y este va a ser mi trono
Si no sabe clavarla, este es un tutorial de cómo
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? (¿Quién?)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? (I said)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? ({?})
Skiper, Brasco, homie, let’s go (Dime)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? (¿Quién?)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? (Yeah)
¿Quiénes son, son, son, son? ¿Quiénes son? ({?})
Skiper, Brasco, homie, let’s go (Dímelo)
Dí-Dímelo
Dí-Dímelo
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Quienes son? Lyrics English
Wassup? They ask who they are, ask who, my are
They blind themselves like when they see the sun
Tell me who started, what do you see me, Mamón?
I only limit precautionary tapes
I notice that they are scared since the mic arrives
That’s why I see success more and closer
I am a warrior, that is my Aztec blood
Keep yourself and your couches Feka
What do you go to teach me? That is not good sh#t
They want to teach art with pint of Ali
Throw that bullet, my bullet, my mc
My punchs are my truth of not being able as Iron Fist
You get more or get more b#stard
And do not fear if the problem is the flow, uh
That rape here is like making love
Because it is not the same if you do not do it with passion
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? (Who?)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they?
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they?
Skiper, Brasco, Homie, Let’s Go (Dime)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? (Who?)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? (Yeah)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they?
Skiper, Brasco, Homie, Let’s Go (tell me)
I remember those times when nobody looked at me
When I went in the subway and the view turned me, uh
They said “I doubt” because nobody trusted
Now ask for a greeting who previously denied me
And I under the sun I’ve already worked long days
It seems to me that nine FMS are nothing
You asked me why I did not miss you
Are the advantages of having a busy mind, uh
I know I always go beyond the logical
I am the storm that breaks yourself the forecasts
To ‘My Bros want to be news, what ironic
Your flat lines are already something newspaper
My life does not depend on what it does or not
I do it because I like it, not because it was already sounded
Toned the base and this is going to be my throne
If you do not know how to nail it, this is a tutorial of how
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? (Who?)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? (I SAID)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? ({?})
Skiper, Brasco, Homie, Let’s Go (Dime)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? (Who?)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? (Yeah)
Who are they, they are, they are, they are? Who are they? ({?})
Skiper, Brasco, Homie, Let’s Go (tell me)
I say it
I say it
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