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Oh,immortal Poseidon of the furious trident,

in you I trust in this dificult business,

help this sailboat reach a

good port, let me get to the cape of Aphrodeity's plans

born from the waves, oh,Caliope,

exquisite among the muses, make

the garden thrive, bring the rhyme.

I came back to make the girls fall in love once again,

to make the boys go crazy and leave them with no choice,

I am in front of a mike that

weighs more than a kilo,well it's been seven years carring my style,

I represent, I am the pastor of the God of hip-hop,

no rock, no pop, firmly

just rap, red tobacco and bottles of liqueur,

this is indespensable

killing the bad-smelling shit in Spain,

my tribe takes some bottles and accompanies me,

i went to the cities, slept like a vagabound,

and now i am in front of a table

planning to conquer the world,

with my demos I obtained the control,

the boys my age looked at me

like come from heaven, I left my autographs from the hood

from the doorstep of the school to the bus

in the hood of Jota where

always lived the best MCs and the best heavy style bands

nobody can thouch the Ibara family,

neither phoneys,nor rappers, the Violadors are huge,

open your eyes to see

you gotta know

I leave a corpse with every rhyme without even making a battle

look,my metrics seem like imported from Saraevo,

Rumba shoots drums and boxes and all on the ground,

no dancing on my music

if it's not giving kicks to some son of a b**ch

nacis and racists, you are some slimeys, I am the jaw

and a proud maric onesy

lesbians quit being silent and now is the time

if some bighead gets irritated, to f**k himself

and let us f**k peacefully

you wannna fight, say it, dont you consider me a man? little girl

i have the best style, my flow causes havoc

well i shoot monosyllables and here I nail them,

I own this shit of impressive styles

every new flow surpasses the one of two seconds ago

life takes pages out of me

you have no idea

how much pain in this notebook

since the devil kicked me out of hell

I am a waterfall in the rap number one in this rude style

lectures of mastery,today i imagine villas and bikini

Lamborginy,

Cabriolettes, well the mission of now is to make a fortune

live out of my pen and reach the moon with my CDs

I claim respect

before I get the money and I am not the one that sells himself

it's my rap fucking extraordinary rap

all year long we are the band of the month

you see

like me there's not a second one, like us there isn't a third one.

Verse 2: My name travels from one person to the other

and my body from a bar to the next one looking for a freak to speak to

you feel like having a drink? Don't say it, your girlfriends talk just about clothes,

do you like rap??? I promise you the nicest thing

go to some hotel if you want it

open a bottle and drink champagne

if you prefer to watch the stars, I know one spot,what would you say ( i think your friends are going away) F**K IT! The spoiled bitches don't want drunkards

I have more honor than your father in the military,bitch,

rap methaphysical

like an orgasm and in the bed I can make you a (?)

but not anymore

I have already comitted all the types of crimes

now I am looking for hymens melting in my mouth

like M&Ms

and now as I have cryed for love

I know my place, a bachelor of gold

a king of funk, poor rich boy

I can love better than Romeo

but now a muse in the museum is not the object of desire

I dont know if you get me,fuck,until you fall in love

girls and boys to keep this because you will remember it

the best thing is to go from a flower to a flower

it does not hurt and the one that does not keep the love

later does not keep resentment towards himself,

in front of the cliff to the poit of

jumping I was and an angel came from the clouds

it told me it's time to date actresses and models

hussle-bustle of paralel laps

in the whiskey with ice

your brain will drain through your cock

from so much j**king off thinking about her,leave it now

and i left the house

looking for fast adventures

the horoscopes were promising exiting changes

parties, rap groupies and fans with no pride, its because of that that

I don't include you in my plans

what is my secret formula,

I keep my grammar more than my etiquette

the beauties were never better

(are you Kase o. from The Violadores?)

Yes, what's up? The mike is in my hands,

incombustible, you will never find a fucker so sophisticated

and that accesible, there I reach my styles up to Frank Sinatra,

I am the empereror, wanna be Clepatra?

I like to make it big and so does she

*tell me you for one and you can be

my friend*, me, it excites me the excitement and you,do you want my syrup?

Javier Ibarra will knock you down, kisses,

taste, mint chewing gum

pretty faces,funk, the 70s, fucking rumba

Fridays and Saturdays

noone's in at the DJs place no more

in one hand i got the sun and in the other the moon,

the city is mine

but in those hours with head in the clouds

and the heart down

I am on the ground

I come back home and the fucking 32 doesn't disappear.

VERSE 3: I am sick of the MCs

saying that they don't wanna be the best ones

dirty asses, suck my d**k

I am killing that s**t

well I never knew anything better

I wanted to be a taimer of cobras

which now are maniuvering with you, envy of

that shit, run and tell them I got the money and the fame

and I am not happy, why? well,its been some time looking for phenomens

and now I have my reasons to miss

the epoch of MC Mr. Twist,Presion, DJ Potas,

Hardcore street, Ricardo, Vlazquez,

Liriko, Brutal, cuan Gangsta Squad, Zaragoza

now rap smells like sickness in a state of coma,

the warm is trying to eat out the old school

and fuck with it

and because of this your fucking face got a hematoma,Chema,

leaving at the right moment would have been a good idea

the crack in your ass would have been more useful

for people to recognize you

it's nothing personal, I just punish with my whip the rap made so badly

I am tired of not making it clear, today I am realeasing the crap

I don't want to say more but if you've failed

don't think it's the fault of hip-hop

well, you've always made pop and the mixture

is just disguising it for the losers, you don't need to cry

you can better what is bad

but not like Paco and Verbal

and Zaragoza to the ground by the fault of some grandparents

hip-hop gave me an ultimatum,

for the similar stain in my curriculum,the album,

fortunatey I think therefore I am (*latin),

I exist, I am a human and like one I make mistakes,

...

Genteleman,do not fuck with me

cause I've been making rap for a long time,

cause I collect storms without having planted the winds

tell me,who are you to evaluate me,

MC GO OUTTA HERE!!!!! It seems like it was yesterday

when I predicted the apocalypse,

MCs doing streptease,

in front of me, yes,fake ones,

to be named by me as THE SPANISH SON OF A BXTCH!!!

It's no secret, to be accurate,

I am speaking about METRO, b-boys phoney like you,

dunno if they deserve the respect cause you are a fake son of a bxtch,

that fucker, i made you, perhaps

its my fault that you failed,look,

I dont like your rap, it seems like garbage

But I dont come to destroy your way,

what I think is you are naturaly untalanted

when I say this MCs shake their heads

i dont give a shit,that's personal, It wouldnt be me

if I was fucking with your mother

and then said "how are you?" as you usually do,

but its fine, you know that, b-boys like you I send

to make gargles at Niagara and no unhappy faces anymore,

freak,never ask about us again I dont give a fuck if you miss the opportunity,

always the same voice and the same style...it goes like this,

dedicate yourself to porn, there you can show your riduculousness,

in the rap no, please, braindead,

we deny you the entrance,

and you will end up licking our asses

like you see,

you will not be the good one here,

you make me irritated

you make me speak mean

stupid oyster how can be so insane,

I shake you off all like pieces of domino,

my rap is super famous, about that Kase O. was rhyming

who will stop me, nuclear heads, Metros, go to hell, not even in your dreams,

b-boys I recommend you

to stop beleiving in yourselves

I don't humiliate the ones that don't deserve shame,

but the hip-hop hypocrites feel uncomfortable

I,fucking asses, am Ibarra , the hood of Jota, THE SHIT!

VERSE 4:

Well,that were Violadores del Verso,

fucking Ibarra, at the mike was R for rumba, making the rhythms,

the scratchins,

and you Metro should live out your envy secretly,

and stop speaking of peace and dignity,

and of shit if you are not going to shoot yourself

at every corner that you go to, see, i dont like having to do

what I do but I beleive all the MCs think the same in Spain

see,

5...4....3....2....1....GO TO HELL!!!

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