44 Caliber - No Me Importa lyrics

Look I ain't never been afraid to tell how I really feel Nunca, I think everybody should know that Yo creo que todos ustedes deben saber eso f**in' ought to know, yo So I gotta tell these chicks a lot of times, mira Tu estás actuando en una manera muy mala Bien mala y no me importa ya, yeah, so I gotta let you know Let 'em know. Here we go, dígale a la gente, B Gotta let you know for real. Son drop that [Verse I] Siempre me encuentro con la mujer equivocada A superficial mami con la alma comprada Yo I'm sick of stupid chicks que hablan de nada Let's go to my house conversación acabada Yeah we can f** but you gotta go after mañana You walking bowlegged porque te deje clavada Don't ever talk sh** about n***as and get enojada There's a reason that you never been properly amada Cause you f** n***as and s** dick como si nada Para la porquería and save the drama Don't come to the f**ing club con una actitud mala You've been drinking too much Bacardi and smoking lala Escúchame señorita, if you don't respect yourself Don't expect respect from anyone else Don't expect an hombre to support you with wealth Go to college and be successful, do it for delf Nunca vas a ser sh** without knowledge of self Mamis with cultural ineptitude are bad for your health That's the type of mujer that I put back on the shelf And go back to the packed crowd to look for somebody else Adiós, check it [Hook] We keep it moving properly No me importa lo que haces, ain't no way of stopping me Moving through property, like I own every monopoly Smoking broccoli, compartiendo ideologies Pero solamente pasa on a special occasion With beautiful intelligent mamis that stay blazing (Stay blazing!) Y ahora for you motherf**ing n***as Yo... si [Verse 2] Immortal Technique the resurrected Che Guevara But y'all cats are just a bunch of fake Tony Montanas I bring drama like Revolución Cubana And rock stages like my last name was Santana Como puedes comparar your entourage to my squad You motherf**ers is faker than Resurrection Boulevard Don't try to be hard cuz I don't stress fake good fellas I'll burn your house down and empty the clip in tu abuela Mucha gente try to convince everyone that they trife Hablando mierda but you never shot a gun in your life Siempre gritando how you keep it real in the cife But most of you rappers can't even keep it real with your wife I'll sacrifice a puto cabrón for running his mouth Carjack and kidnap you in front of your house And while you tied up riding shotgun while I'm driving down south I'll push the pedal to setenta and kick you the f** out (Fuera) Solamente to look back and have something to laugh about I doubt you really want Technique as an enemigo f** with me I'll make your people turn up desaparecido My 'stilo is Túpac Amaru Y Zapatista I'm a rebel soldier murdering rap artistas Colombian necktie emcees, hasta la vista (huh) Taking over the f**ing country like a socialista Cobardes, yo [Hook] We keep it moving properly No me importa lo que haces, ain't no way of stopping me Moving through property, like I own every monopoly I'll blow your f**ing brains out and spread your philosophy (God damn) This is for all the celoso motherf**ers that's watching me I don't make threats b**h lo que hablo is prophecy De verdad, para que toda la gente sepa que no me importa Cuanta mierda ustedes hablan o cuanta mierda I'm gonna still be on my job. Forever, I'll still be here (Claro que si) I'll still be doing my thing. Para siempre. Cojudo Para siempre. I'll be in everybody's parade Immortal Technique, se ha acabado la mierda..