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[Lyrics of "Jeremías 17:5"]

[Intro]
Hey, with the truth, one goes far
Turn it up, turn up the volume on my voice there, just a little bit
Hey, in none

[Pre-Verse]
"Beware of envy, son"
Looking into my eyes, my mother, rest in peace now, once told me
And how right she was in warning me of this swine-like life
Don't raise crows, or they'll rip your eyes out of their sockets

[Verse 1]
I've come to realize that truth is so relative
And the reality is full of lies...
Dogs trying to invade my private property while I was sleeping
Seeking to steal my females, my money, my food
"Cursed be the man who trusts another man"
What a great truth is hidden in that phrase
I feel like a madman still trying to trust somebody
In somebody, on the planet of hypocrisy
Come on, I'm deluded! So brave that I give it to myself and the abuse
It is natural that they use it against me
Dirty world where everyone thinks only of themselves
Damned a thousand times, puppets of selfishness
This is for you, for you, you who betrayed me
Shaking my hand, with your face saying "It wasn't me"
And I innocently gave it to you because I didn't know yet
That your giggle came with the date already expired
This song wasn't made for no one
Wihout the feeling of killing someone for fake and motherfucker
Another hand with a dagger on my back
The hand of a friend, friend that my hand used to shake
The biggest betrayer may be in front of you
Sipping your drinks, or sharing your hot dinner
May those who always lie drown
And once in hell, burn forever
Have you ever thought that your partner can be a traitor
That can betray you for a business?
My arm tells me that love will take me far
But hate taught me to be a lynx, never an asshole
With the fingers of one hand were counted
Those for whom that same hand I would put in the fire
Now for a vulture in a sheep's suit, Canserbero
Is thinking about having to blow off himself a finger
That's why I don't even believe in my pillow anymore
Nor in my shadow, in nothing
I don't even believe in my father!
If someday I tell you I believe you, don't believe that I believe you
Because I don't even believe in my reflection anymore
If you're looking for a helping hand, start with your arm
I knew that by the hard way
I hope my life is long enough to see when yours fails
And step on your hand when you ask me to lift you up, my homie
[Verse 2]
I just don't have emotions when I write
I hardly drink rum anymore, only wine and I say from the bottom of my heart
The filthy revenge kills the soul and poisons it
But when it comes to betrayal, it's worth it
The word counts, the trap comes out
Little mans look into each other's eyes to tell truths
Let them pass when you lose the battle, that's not the war
And if one fails you, change it to a bitch
Turn the blood in shit, the heart in stone
Turn the volume up, repeat the prayer to me

"Cursed be the man who trusts another man"
Those who betrayed, remember their faces and their names
There's only one thing about you that I admire
And how, being so two-faced, can you still sleep peacefully?
From my part, good, I smile
But on my mother, it's not good to have Canserbero as an enemy
The hood did not pass me in vain
Like Willie Colón "deep in my heart, I'm bad"
These damn assholes think that I'm not clear
That my brothers aren't some motherfucke

I am life and death, I believe in nothing
Neither in living legends, nor in dead or resurrected legends
I'm real like Bolivar and his sword
Stabbing hypocrites for their lies
I don't give a fuck about culture, hoes and fame
This song isn't mean to be a hit, it already has truth stuck on it
You'll experience trauma when you don't have friends
And notice that the ones who tell you they love you look at me eagerly
I don't give a fuck about flow and skills
I'm rough, I don't write rhymes that aren't real
God willing, may you don't find González outside
And invites you to a fight until one of you dies
A gently motherfucker, right?
If I could, I'll stab you even with the pencil I used for this song
Liers, there's more than flies where you shit
Or bad smell where you piss, without metaphors? Too much
One hand cuts off the other, as Tempo said
And actions aren't blown away by the wind
May Christ forgive you if He exists
Because if it was up to me, I would sadly sing this while I piss on your grave
Those who believe in no one raise their hands
And if no one raise it, I'll raise it
I hope you die, old friend
And we'd see each other in hell to kill you again


[Interlude]
God can't duplicate what I think when I look at you
Because more than once I can't get into hell
And don't call me "your brother" because for you I'm Canserbero
Rolitronco 'e mamagüevo

[Pre-Verse]
"Beware of envy, son"
Looking into my eyes, my mother, rest in peace now, once told me
And how right she was in warning me of this swine-like life
Don't raise crows, or they'll rip your eyes out of their sockets
[Outro]
Stop crying, fucking bitch
I haven't shed tears