Letra de KABRA - Recognize Ali y Lil Supa’

(Feat. Lil Supa)

Yeah, Recognize (¡Ali!)

Lou Fresco (¡World!), cape ma' side

Know my troop of Kyber shit, nigga

Yeah

Welcome to the drench (?), get with the programmer

Get you neck tied, Colombian style, snitches get that style

The best style rookie spout of hits, when the fat slide

Respect mine to only move when I see the jet size

The textile I'm cut from, it's nothing you have seen before

With a horse stamp, when you find me between you all

The mean of all the devil in my dreams trying to feed (?)

This method freezes your thoughts

Every verse is cold, every fucking bar is cold

I had to bomb the building 'cause, every single door was closed

Missing on the throne, keep my eyes on the road

Hit a nigga hard and left a fucking dead on the soul

He gonna never be the same again, pussy nigga say my name (Say my name)

Fucks in the subs man, y'all niggas way below my angels

On my lane bitch, you know my story, you don't know my pain

Fuck with me I leave to chopper sing like Omalay

Me and Little Super (¿What?) in the back of a Mini Cooper

Masked up, heavily armed like a trooper, meet the trooper

A hooper, the head of Medusa booster

Fuck you in many ways, no Kama Sutra

Bro, truda', but you know I'm going cruel

Esta mierda está sonando más fea que Freddy Krueger

(?), Lu' and Ali with burning Judas

Dos manos que mecen la cuna, ya bájense la mula

The greatest, like Mohammad contra los haters

To's esos mediocres no alcanzarán la cima del Teide

Ni que griten "MayDay"

O abran la boca y me rindan pleite

De lejos se nota, que llevan rato pasando aceite

Carefocas no se hagan locas que están en contra

Tanto que roncan y hablan que son can

¡Les tengo bronca!

De la mazorca, todos chocan, ¡ninguno e' trompa!

¡Soporta y vive con moscas si te equivocas!

Better stay fuckers, de la música pa' los bloques

Alzamos la voz 'cause we r' ready to bring the rappers

Con Rod Roche, desde el sur hasta el polo norte

Soltando lingotes de líricas fuera de lotes

This is Young Rap, no Young Gary es SU-PAPA

Pure knowledge for everybody, just do o' die

Frank Ali, in Salvadali we go (?)

Bon soir, worldwide family, ¡hip-hop!, ¡fuck TikTok!

Letras con hambre y buen apetito

Sonido maldito no es contenido pa' carajitos

Sobre manuscritos little giant, Dani de Vito

Vueltas y delitos, niños vision hasta el infinito

¡World!

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