TOTS 93 SANCHEZ VS TOTS 95 HAZARD

[Intro]

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[Verse 1: Quadeca (as Sanchez)]

You know I'm Sanchez, ev'ryone is lovin' me

Defenders get dazed by my skills, who's Vincent Kompany?

I'm runnin' free, I'm runnin' quick, you know I'm a stunnin' kid

Arsenal cried tears of joy when they saw me comin' in

I lead Chile to victory, where were you in the World Cup?

Probably sittin' in your room, sobbin', gettin' all curled up

Got twenty informs from left wing, cam to right wing

Why don't you admit you're defeated? Come on! Do the right thing

This fight is just not worth fighting, I'm right, these bars ain't worth writing

No debating, I'm stating, taking, making slaughter exciting

I've got better stats, the bеst card, you just have higher rating

I inspire kids and fans from my еntire nation

[Verse 2: Didac (as Hazard)]

I'm eatin' the team of the season, I'm better than Ibra from Sweden

You're dreamin' to think that we're even, you're a demon tryna mess with Eden

Nah, that doesn't end well, one day, you'll work at Taco Bell

I'm up in Heaven 'cause I'm "Eden", but you'll end up in hell

I'm not someone to mess with! I hope this isn't sexist

But I've never met a guy with a girl's name like Alexis

You're lower-rated, therefore, it's obvious that I'm better

It's time you give up football and stick with eatin' chili peppers

[Verse 3: Quadeca (as Sanchez)]

Technically, you're a difficulty

All I hear from you is "Zi-min-uh-buh-duh-bih-buh-duh-bee" (What? What?)

Literally, that's illiteracy

I'm biblical, you're a criminal, the minimal me

Uh, my name is Alexis, I'm better than all of the rest, and I guess you're the next

And I guess you're the second- I'm not here to battle, I'm here to teach lessons

I hear you're a Belgian, but I'ma deliver the waffles, I'm full of awe, but you are just awful

This demolition may not be lawful, but this competition just got so hostile

I'd rather get Thorgan in a pack than you

I'm the best BPL player that is blue

It is obvious that I am the boss of this

I'm sorry for your loss, and I'm sorry you're not toppin' this

[Verse 4: Didac (as Hazard)]

I'm a champion and I'm wealthy, my sweaty skills are deadly

I'm the best in the league, and I win games for Chelsea

I'll take down your arsenal- with my technique, my team won

The EPL, while you lead yours to defeat, son

I'm a hazard that shatters people like you, who don't matter

I score so many hat tricks, they call me The Mad Hatter

When you left Barca', they started winning again

I recommend you quit football and help Abuela feed the hen