The Orphanage is a correctional music institution that houses lyrical murderers with the most notable rebellious attitudes towards society. We are an organization with ambitious ends of profit that is dedicated to enriching itself from addiction to music that all our patients suffer. They are daily victims of their passage through this industry, to which they only want to show that no one is needed if these people are not. I am the cyprian-american, an enigma of physics, mathematics, industry, a historical era. I am what we eat and drink, a comic book that would take this genre to its galactic era. I am the only real in an atmosphere of hypocrites who enjoy pain, who do not live from criticism. I am a lot of solid waste that makes music that has no balls, much less... The street lights me up like the eyes of an owl, an intruder who shouts inside the jungle, serpents that serve an idiom in interrogation, watch out that I take a false step to force you to return to the same place where you came from. Mental patient on medication, without supervision, addicted to writing perfection on the street. If you notice me close, I offer it to the doctor, I give myself a rhythm, I am repentant because I am better than you. Contagious of a disease and from a young age, with impulsive attitudes and abusive writing, which does not help to show that I am on another level. It may have been similar, but how am I not going to see it? Turn the paper over and start again your 16, because anyway, lower the delay to break your ass in the mistake. I am sued by the law for homicides in massacres. Mayday, mayday, there are loose drops. And I'm burning legs. Tighten your sleeve that goes through the blood, I'm going to medicate you from those that haunt you along the line. I turn on your channels and I put the satellites in orbit. Welcome to the show of the psycho, the orphan, a psychopath. I swear it, I swear it. I swear it, I swear it. I swear it, I swear it. I swear it, I swear it. I swear it, I swear it. I swear it, I swear it. I am proud to be the leader of a secret organization that prefers to preserve the purity of our products above any other option. Our products are subjected to high doses of musical medication and exposed to the raw reality of the street, which causes them to create the necessary template to become immutable beings and devastation machines. We assure you that you will learn to respect the code of conduct and at the same time commit to respecting the impeccable name of our company. I am the intellectual author of the terrorist attack that my soldiers will give you before you look up. If Giselle puts the track and your name on the list, a bomb will explode and there is no one who can resist it. I am the founder of a left-wing battalion, lieutenant of the soul in time of war for my anarchist passion. A legendary millionaire with a futuristic vision and a part-time hitman when they invite me to kill. Caponi, the insomnia of your dreams when all night long the pillow does not stop talking to you saying that things will have to change. The ghost writer was found by Guillermo Mar. Final decision, mamabicho, now who is going to sing? I come from where cheese is taken and rats eat plastic. I come from where your movie goes crazy. I come from where the stories that your mind portrays come out so that when you go into detail you know what it is about. The street. I am the terror, the touch of a mystery in a song. I am the forecast of the street written in a prayer with attack of hysteria turned into encyclopedia. What they do in two years, we do it in a week and a half. Diagnosis that we are giving of low character and we have the opposite of all of you in decline. The violent ones move at the speed of wind. The orphanage. The event is over.