Evangelio de Calle

[Verso 1: E’Flash]
Major moves in a lavish market, Bag and profit
N.B.S. back spitten some hot shit
We balling like FC Barcelona; My chick from Tarragona
Gets horny when smelling that weed aroma

Pap pap when niggas put cheese up on ya
Quick stick then homies jump ship to California
Wild life them cowards be shook from paranoia
I slain rappers like George is in town, but not a Hoya

Euros in my pocket, big bills It brings chills
We so up; we spin it in the sky like a windmill
Been trill since 02. Dope moves on protools
Once I beat it up make your hoe choose, I'm that dude

Got veggies like I'm Whole Foods young but I’m old school
Walk around these parts like there's no rules, I'm so cool;
Hold jewels you ever try to diss the Vets
Disrespect have Ivan put the razors to your fucking neck

[Estribillo: Ivan Cano]
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle

[Verso 1: Iván Cano]
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle
Peregrinos a los bloques donde ya se sabe
Caídos en altares, lágrimas y sangre
La tana es comida y la ruina del padre

Se hicieron milagros pa quitar el hambre
La fe movió montañas cuando ya era tarde
Treinta monedas no fueron bastante
Venden posturas con corona de alambre

Confiesa el pecado mientras pulsa el tare
Hace penitencia soltando mitades
Siete plagas pa intentar tumbarle
Carga con la cruz esperando a que lo claven

San Pedro te abre si tienes dinares
San Pedro da el agua con los nacionales
María Magdalena dándome un masaje
No lo suelto puro, puro el amor de mi madre

[Estribillo: Ivan Cano]
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle
Versículos en clave, evangelio de calle

[Verso 3: Vee Knuckles]
Text a friend, tell em who's next again, the vets again
Catch me at the bar, my tequila from the Mexicans
Who u son u doodoo I'll do a Hex again
Voodoo on ur crew 2 after I press the Pen!

These rappers thinkin' they'll pop we put the X to them
Every verse I spit is so Hot niggas I gets the 10!
Now Pass the trees now I'm Lookin' Japanese
Half the Ds want me in cuffs Nigga' they after cheese

These cowards are soft I bet the they rate the fees
U want the best grub in the bean nigga we have the keys!
I'm a no limit soldier, I Master Ps
Cause I'm trapping trees, your boy, he be stacking Gs

With Ivan and Jan, supplyin' ya Fam
The firest strands, we chargin' 25 fa the Gram
Almost everyday catch me gettin' high as I can
Then I'm sleepin' in the court room
I lie on the stand! It's Knuckles