Volvio el tiigre vacano, drug trafficker and maton
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I am the one who lives permanently in your heart
I am the story of the ponce as the late historian
You have already seen how by my lyrics my life changed
But what they locked up was the flesh, the spirit I'm not
Free and my memory as that first love
That they can not erase, and that's what I did
In this genre that caused so much trouble
Start, but thank God daddy yankee
It's huge, but at first it was horrible
An incredible press, even if you do not believe it
That's why I'm no longer in the free
Why I chose your place
I made a precedent, but they are things that now
They would not understand easily, in other
Words had to see a rapper inside
And in their power struggle they selected
Tempo.
To carry the wrong erroneous message
With what morals do they arrest me if they killed
To Filiberto, why do they judge me to show them
What are they made of, with my sentence tell me
Do you feel more satisfied?
Or not yet, why could not they
Silence my voice, I remember that in court
They put me narcoampon, a song of mine
That talked about a streaper show
Where would I put the prosecutors to get off
The Ciper, those are letters and they took it personally
And they condemned me the federal one as a criminal.
In the only thing that I am a criminal is in music
Why I write the street in real scenas
If I killed, or mopped up with drugs, they did not have proof
They arrested me just for the content of my lyrics.
Because they are venericas and thought they were chemical
For the quality of rhythmic purity
Use the logic, and analyze the matter, you think that I millionaire
I'm going to stop at a point to sell drugs when mine
Case is a complete ..
They arrested me because I was a rapper and he called me TEMPO,
Only among all we can make this a better place :)