No quiero encasillarme en nada, no quiero sonar o ser como nada, pero no voy con ningun rollo undergorund ni nada, pq lo bueno es bueno da igual si es comercial
there was a G who thought he was the the real deal
who tried more combos against me than Kill Bill
And whats the result? A motherfuckin fake G
Only cuz his mother is on my cock he hates me?
I used condom, cuz her used pussy seemed sick
And I gotta admit,in the tracks you heard I been thick
Im makin your dreamt shit, untouchable for you
I dont say this shit cuz ur wack or for ignore you
Its just that you got dirty hands of your dads cum
It aint shampoo or sumthin, who knows where ur back from
is disgusting, but more digusting your rap
your a sissy, so how cant you be facing your dad
And than got nuts to treat me like a fag on your track?
And learn to write, my name is Rodamón
And you called me ‘bum’, dont you know wheres my name from?
Rodamón means ‘bum’, stupid Britney half-brain
Fake G with no G on you, and your ass-maimed
Becuz yo dad hit it, once n once again
He throws a pen on the flo to get you bend
He hits yo butt, tho what you doin then?
Screamin but enjoyin, now scream that im the man
Your daddy tells you to hush, and you scream low then
Your pissed so you diss me, midget actin like a grown man
And ill repeat my name: R-O-D-A-M-O-N!
