I guess you haven't experienced fighting yet
Manhood isn't measured by the number of whores you get fired
Or by fighting trash rappers
Dude, before you get famous, you're really going to be famous
Even if you include your supporters who worked hard at first
But when you had a fight and disappeared, they were hiding
In Cavite in Laguna, bro, relax first
You are not used to being beaten, that's why you seem to be crying when I hit you
When I was holding the mic (Yeah! )
The ground my foot was stepping on cracked
I shouldn't have hit you anymore
Because you look like a girl
But what I can't accept are scoldings
Your group isn't here yet, Loonie is here
You are a brave and naughty young poet, but a slave
In other words, you are just on your way to my third return na
You're just plastic whisperers, you think you're gays
Don't say that if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to get anywhere
Chorus:
Yes, you're the one, there's no one else
br/>You think you've rushed us, right?
Wait a minute, I'm still talking to you
Thank you, I'm still hitting you
When I throw out salty words
Definitely an enemy is groping, DAPA!
Perhaps you will be hit by burning bullets that come from my mouth
Why are you staring? For me you're just a fan
If you still want to clap
Everyone who claps will look like a fool
So don't clap or if you get too excited, you'll fall down
It's like you tried to climb a tree and then the branch broke off
Even if you go along when you're still short of the cup
You won't pass the real geniuses yet
Spread it and tell the story
You will surely be surprised by the empire that will be built
Repeat Chorus
I made a little noise along with the strong ones
When I came out the eyebrows were raised
The letter, what's up?
Those who are bowed down growl when it's me who roars
Like the king of the forest, no one is afraid
But if you don't have a brain, I won't hit you
I'll just stomp on you like of those who died in Ultra
In the amount of my style, I still beat Kamasutra
In what I say, you will be obscure
You can eat breakfast instead of dinner
So if I distance myself from you friend
You might be in trouble here
With words that sound like falling notes
Just remember to repeat
You can't beat me my style is modern
Win only if you clean the notebook

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