AHA
Oh oh
Am back
(...)
Threw out
The lab
Well, guess what?
Who is back
So they want to see me
Measuring forces do not insist
If on this street
I am a bodybuilder
And they are not really at the level
One hundred in one hundred
And the kilos of heroin
And the artist
So they want to relive my madness
If those who know of my reality
They have no doubt
Please do not suffer from Alzheimer's
You do not know what an endaimend is
Nor be imprisoned with budha
I frame the story
With red and thick ink
Being my only goal
Out of poverty
Many have to kiss the ground
Where I walk
And when they see me pass by
Head down
In a reverent act
Of respect and admiration
Accept it and admit it
In your inspirations
I messed with the heart
As real as possible
And finish staple
In a conspiracy
Why?
Because I
If it was really my people
We are going to be aware
This is good enough
Do not force me to take out the insane
I want to act different
I do not want to be again
In the sights
From the superintendent
Do not
Now I want
Millions of grammys
Retire unbeaten
Pent house in Miami
And pass over
In a jet of my property
And land on a private track
At mommy's house
I do not want to be who I was
I do not need that stress
I need a phantom
And in the back part a driver
I made time prisoner
And eating the same
Head towards my mansion
For the chef to cook us
I trained and prepared
So they would see in me
I am everything they see
Product of what I lived (aja)
But a new approach
it's what I'm going to do
Because nobody is going to go
To make time for me
I do not have to prove them
That I really am
My life talks about my reality
They are a million things
That they have always talked about me
And now I'm back
And you have to respect me
Yes or yes
I do not have to prove them
That I really am
My life talks about my reality
They are a million things
That they have always talked about me
And now I'm back
And you have to respect me
Yes or yes
And I am a legend
Of the narcotrafico in ponce
And what ah
What are we talking about then
If I could not even see my dream completed
Twenty-four years old
I stay in fourteen
I made eleven
And what did it do for me?
Be the most real and violent
Yes when I left prisoner
It was at the best of my moments
Now I'm trying
Avoid jail again
So that you
Do not have to be screaming
?? free tempo ??
And I'm sorry
But from the blows a learner
My music is not mixed in the studios
It was in blender
Maybe many do not understand me (nah)
But it's that in jail
Male discs are not sold
Commissioners are sold
Cunning is necessary
If you remember me
There may be reprisals
That's why I have to be cautious
In those areas
And I do not download in my lyrics
Paraphernalia
Imagine where I had been
If I do not fall prisoner
But in everything there is a purpose
Forget about that
With this opportunity
I'm going to take advantage of it
And what I come to do now
It is millions of pesos
No struggle with cheese
This time with more manners
Capitalize
And I leave all my legal business
And it's not old fear
I am the reflection of my evil
That on the street
There are many working with the federals
I do not have to prove them
That I really am
My life talks about my reality
They are a million things
That they have always talked about me
And now I'm back
And you have to respect me
Yes or yes
I do not have to prove them
That I really am
My life talks about my reality
They are a million things
That they have always talked about me
And now I'm back
And you have to respect me
Yes or yes
Only among all we can make this a better place :)