Bi-Bi-Bizarrap
If it doesn’t exist, I invent it
because I have a very violent pencil
ou have plenty of support but lack talent
I suffocate the tigers, leaving them breathless
And like a Lominera, I face my problems head-on
And you
you’re nothing, yours is trash
I’m as pure as the coke Pablo used to deck
hey throw shade and I don’t answer, I always have class
The envy is going to kill you, there is no cure for that
And I am the wall
the Great Wall of China
I’d waste my lyrics if I shade this chick
I look calm but I was raised on the corner
The streets taught me to be a tiger, but a classy one
I have your crew bobbing their heads to my song at the party
and to those who don’t like my style go deal with it
They don’t shine like me
and that bothers them
Everyone wants to be like me
I am the trend
Throw the stone
and hide the hand, the crybaby
they throw
barbs but don’t mention my name
They don’t shine like me
and that bothers them
veryone wants to be like me
I am the trend
Lismar
I have an abnormal style
I crushed her like a tortilla on the griddle
I don’t care if you don’t like me
after all, you’re not paying my bills
The rap of the new now is in my lumbar
throw at me, bitches, I won’t fail
You’re tough doing strips at the pole bar
Who told you that you were good at rapping?
From the Dominican Republic
I am a sovereign
I’m going to die crowned like Princess Diana
I split them in two, I have a Katana on my tongue
and if they close the door, I knock down the window
I dreamed of expressing myself, not of money and fame
but both came to me overnight
And now with 100-dollar bills, I make my bed
even my little dog has a Cuban on its neck
They pee their pants, they all fear the Losminera
from carrying my daughters on my back
I feel my hips are messed up
They release a track and their audience reacts
with skull emojis
I live as if I might die tomorrow
I have respect, talent is commonplace
Even Columbus we’d sink his ship
if he tries to sail in Lis’ sea
My money’s too much for the bank
and I hid it under the bed
don’t call me cause I’m not there for you
My presence scares her like a banshee
too much for anyone, a real OG
too high note like blue magic
I have your crew bobbing their heads to my song at the party
and to those who don’t like my style go deal with it
They don’t shine like me
and that bothers them
Everyone wants to be like me
I am the trend
Throw the stone
and hide the hand, the crybaby
they throw
barbs
but don’t mention my name
They don’t shine like me
and that bothers them
Everyone wants to be like me
I am the trend
To be like me
to be-to be like me
To be like me
to be-to be like me
To be like me
Everyone wants to compete
They are not singers they are comedians
making a fool of themselves for noi-
I stand out that’s why I lit it up
They weren’t expecting this union with the Bi
(Biza)
I’m on the top and didn’t sell my body
Like a joint I turned on the mic
Bitch