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¿Me dices a mi?
I do believe the way I sound,polishing my rhymes,
you´re getting demolished by the illest flow in the spanish underground,
making shit happen with the pen,rappin like crazy,
this shit it´s dedicated to Kase.
Aight bitches,who´re you talking trash about?,
bout time I crashed the spot,hip hop just blew the f*** out,
my name Cres,my punch-lines fresh,
get depressed,laughing out loud at those that think they´re the best.
Who?,you will beat me?,defeat me?,not even with your whole crew,
you gotta a clue of who the f*** I am?,
I´m too sick bboy,ready to kill toys,
to make noise,2 double 0 9,got that boom like Royce.
And Premo,I´m on the cut with M-Phazes,good gracious,
you gonna fuc*** flip when you face this,
it´s nobody else but me on the m-i-c,
unique when I speak,when I spit,feel the ecstasy,mothafucka.
I dislike the jelousy,the envy,those wanna be mcs,
they got 0% of attitude,their heart is empty,
the ones that critize behind the screen and the keys with a fake nick,
fake peeps in this business is a bad disease.
The girls you rock look beautiful in your videoclip,
but that´s what you need to do to sell coz your style ain´t shit,
the script gets flipped so please forgive me,
I might light a splif but never sniff like Whitney.
I need live rapers that don´t need coke to get pumped,
for me is more than enough the crowd and when a beat gets dropped,
for you not,then we might have a different view,
now I understand,always B.S. in every interview.
You got the money,cars and bitches,but not the real props,
I got rhymes that put in your selfsteem steeches,
I'm true to myself,to the kids and always will be,
f*** crack,I don´t pack steel,still feel me?.
At this point I´m destroying the wax,
see the capacity I´ve got to flow on a track,to chop your platinum plack,
just fell in my trap,too many wacks wanna rap,
no nothing about the elements,that´s why they got written over by this cat.
Like Cap did back in the days,
there was a Styles War going-on on the rail with the spray,
I do it with respect with my verses,no curses,
I got a rep and represent dawg,now you know who the first is.
So ill,for you is unreal when I spread my skill,
I drill you with words,an overdose of flows spilled with will,
they seal mouths,for me is natural,
tight like the battles of Craig G,Juice and Supernatural.
Like top-to-bottoms,whole trains,end-to-ends,
bboys cyphas,djs,it all has sense,
influenced by life and speacially 2,
as far as the music goes this one´s for you.