Me quedé solo (mardito chabe) / I was left alone (Damn Chavez) / Venezuelan Rap!!!

Hola muchachos, estoy de regreso con un poco de musica. He estado fuera de accion porque estuve algo enfermo pero ahora me estoy recuperando y vengo de vuelta con este rap que titulé "Me quede solo". Es un desahogo, aunque con muchas barras de competencia, centro mi molestia en la situacion de Venezuela, donde ya he tenido que despedirme de absolutamente todos mis amigos porque han decidido emigrar, motivado a la terrible actualidad que presenta el pais gracias a Hugo Chavez (chabe) y Nicolas Maduro.

Hi guys, I'm back with a little music. I've been out of action because I was a little sick but now I'm recovering and I come back with this rap that I called "I was left alone". It is a relief, although with many bars of competition, I center my annoyance in Venezuela situation, where I have had to say goodbye to absolutely all my friends because they have decided to emigrate, motivated by the terrible news that the country presents thanks to Hugo Chavez ( chabe) and Nicolas Maduro.

Espero la rola sea de su agrado, y todos mis respetos a la comunidad musical de Steemit.

I hope you like it homies, all my respect to the music community.

Lirycs

I wanna be the king like Don (Don Omar, latin singer is called The King) to ask me harder it's a hydrocarbon color rap I treat you like the cyanide candy 4th disc (Cyanide Candy is a venezuelan rock band) while I'm slapping that ass you don't put goat, son of bitch we are going to disclose you to hold the thread The bell does not save you, so your name is Screech a Cachapera at home like the mc donalds of richie rich Maybe it's a lot to ask but it's what I want Talk to me about money Like vakero Talk to me about money like Cardi and J Lo like Angelos Millones in 2002 you lack street, I'm full of neighborhood I was fighting and I came to open the dictionary the bad decisions have been my spit and so I decided to leave rap for a salary I was without money to food and rent now I want to be like Tego and hit at 30 years become like Hector have a gang of 70 and slap these fuckers in case they corss the line

nobody is left I was left alone they are far away all my friends damn chabe the family joint are over I took it out and like Pitbull they said: dale

nobody is left I was left alone they are far away all my friends mardito chabe the weekly drinks are over I have to collect my things

I identify with Tego now only without gang singing wherever they call me the little bird I grew up with a great sun and shrimp with garlic fish fried if it's fresh and sald fish was in Pisillo I always tune my tone with more rhythm than El Gallote against these chickens with distemper Fat Verses like a Gaitero of Saladillo Influenced by Fulanito and El Cepillo I grew up with Chombo, with The Noise and with Billos I never toad, never snitch, I always hustler Skipping classes to rap in the hall Full of anxiety as weed in my pockets winner like Jaramillo cheater like Castillo I walk streets with Lila Morillo's eyes I see the movie eating cotufa with skinny for spending everything I'm never going to make millonaire

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