What makes u judge quick
and talk shit when I haven´t even spit and u already on my dick
what makes u prejudice
and chase us like predators
convincing the medias and population to get rid of us
what makes u playa-hate
and pack hate just cause I got my name writing on the plates of my Benz
what makes u flip over my sisters scarf
and generalize when the fact is u hide your true colors behind your disguise
What makes u analyze every move I make
step in the ring of debate and discover who´s fake
what makes u think u better than me
when we got the same college degrees
and I got all the right keys
Chorus:
Mano a mano
He who laugh last laugh longest
See action speaks louder than words
No mercy

Mano a mano
He who laugh last laugh longest
See action speaks louder than words
No mercy

Pass that bucket water
like one of those joints
thirsty for life
u ride – dirty dessert – to the point
get the path right
thinking that I might follow your steps right
thinking u got flow
stealing a dead mans show by getting the role right
what a low life
didn´t your mamma tell u not to fuck with the dead right
digging their graves up
fucking their gimmicks
and spread lies - like a bitch right
making a mill on selling your soul to the shaitan
with the American dream cream a la theme scheme
fool!!! But no not mine
Not how Bachiri succeed in making the money they earned right
Bottom up - that´s right
By never forgetting the roots of mine
Give it up y´all!!! Don´t really gotta chance with a moro right
Throw it up y´all!!! or I minimize everything in your life

Chorus...

Mano a mano
Tres hermanos
Protagonista sin igual
Disparando a todo mal
Mano a mano
Nos llevamos
Proclamamos en papel
Aprendiendo del ayer

(Translated)
Mano a Mano
Three brothers
Protagonist without equal
Sniping all the illness
Mano a Mano
We conduct us
Proclaiming us in paper
Always learning from the past

Hardcore circumstances
We quit we damage and dances
going under like Atlantis
and burn u logo to ashes
while I flash this mic in they asses like Onassis
making sure u can´t harass this
lunatic lyricist
emerge from the abyss
never seen this pissed
by now I´ve topped u hit list
The 4 elements with my middle finga equals my fist
an intellectual fuck u u simply can´t resist
it´s ridiculous how we spit
u can´t predict our future
watch your mouth or I´ma shot ya
cause we got tongues
spitting bullets like guns
with appetite like dons
our name shines like them far away suns

Majid:
A Metaphysist
Don´t neglect my intellect
The magnificent
Has come to represent
With rap lyrics so potent
If they were stolen and spit out by others
For sure they´ll be choking
Doing them off the dome
Or with the paper and a pen so sick
That u will think I´m half-human half jinn
Toxicating the air more dangerous then plutonium
Getting high of my shit thinking that it´s opium
Doping ´em while I sparkle in the darkness

All u think about is trying being the largest
While I stand heartless
Thinking about being the hardest
In this art kid that New York started
I get elevated, while u getting departed
On the spot
Like acupuncture medicine
Got lawyers practicing my words saying that they are relevant
Ya heard me I said they are relevant