Identity Will be fresh brick She is very sexy I would break all the doors so I can climb into her I dream of her, I regret that you don't return that moment I don't give you an ex Sports bag in her, over-slept, so a kilo of grass It's not forever and you don't realize it It will be late, late, late, late It will be late, late, late, late I don't have a place for myself, so I'm alone in this world I have a heart like a broken sword, but I don't want to break it You don't risk, you don't know, I don't have a plan, waste your time If you want a rat, I'll give you a plan, I always say goodbye I don't know what I'm not, I'm not a gangster, but a stalker When I walk my way, most of the people recognize me Your blood is out again, that's why you're in the basement You're looking for your people, bitch, something like a postman Gold mines like Nagano I let the dope fall, my head is clean, sometimes full of paranoia And you're a parasite, bitch, I'll give you a block Will be fresh brick She is very sexy I would break all the doors so I can climb into her I dream of her, I regret that you don't return that moment, I don't give you an ex Sports bags, a kilo of grass in them It's not forever and you don't realize it It will be late, late, late, late Ubi, ra, ra, exposito, madafaka Zone of my squadron, Air Max, address Barcelona Turn up, I watch Hennessy and Coca-Cola In the chimney, the block burns like a cigarette No words, full bags, new mamacita Watch Bubi, fast as a drug dealer Maybe a cliché, but easy as ABC You can turn around all day, it's night, it's pure Racklovin Bubi is extremely explicit, every word of mine Yo-yo brother is still the same ganger as yesterday I'm sorry mom, she raised a bitch No new friends, but only Zona Will be fresh brick She is very sexy I would break all the doors so I can climb into her Marjulie complains that you don't return that moment I don't give you an ex Sports bags, a kilo of grass in them It's not forever and you don't realize it It will be late, late, late, late