Originales

Intro
Damn, damn, what balls
that's being original, you see
brothers, brothers, brothers
and raise your hands
brothers, brothers, brothers
and raise your hands

I give myself the luxury to rap
on any track
wherever
however
whenever
the nigga arrives boldly and creates
in other words?
who raps more than me
who has uglier lyrics?
heinous heinous
the evil one punishing
second-rate rappers demoralizing
the mic punishing
do you want me to kill you
tell me the time of the fight (haha)
we'll arrive by yacht
smoking a blunt
there won't be anyone to rescue you here
when I mess up
and my flow stands out
there's no draw in this shit
this stuff is worth more than 32-carat gold
take your tomato
the nigga the magnate
and I don't accept bribes
this will be more censored than a porno
many will comment damn what a disgrace
I'll say good morning
I transform the rhythm and get rough
because of me, death is in mourning
so understand that I'm the legend
bring me an offering
and in my chest
a heart of stone against those who come (you)
how many are there
you and forty roosters
here we are the three owners plus the yayo
fly to the island like a parrot
if Rubén calls again
tell him there were flaws
so why do you compete
and bring your women to scream for us
if you want, play the drums
or duplicate my style
just practice
you look like disabled, scrawny ummmmm
I see you so pale
that you faint when I appear
pay me handsomely
what I have in excess you lack
but keep rehearsing
don't lose faith
in the kitchen we'll keep brewing coffee
with the che
I'm not a foolish santero
but I have hache
and bed che.. hehehehe

originals
international delinquents
professionals
the knowledgeable of the environment
the abnormal have arrived
present what's up my people (x2)

the original has arrived
the authentic, brilliant
the cute criminal
with an intellectual touch
turn up the volume
so everyone can enjoy
and the rhythm destroys
turn it up to 12
everyone knows me
I'm not the best
but I work
I struggle and have discipline
years on stage
producing rhymes
pass me a drink and don't act fancy
the bums are here
we are the three owners
and raise your hands
the beetle has arrived
sending toads to hell
I don't want critics
rappers with heels
throwing songs at me
taking a dump
and claiming they're the best
bunch of minors
don't get me wrong
respect the champions
I know your past
I know you sold out
for fame and some money
bunch of merengue singers
don't act like dogs
first reggaeton and now hip-hoppers?
I'm not impressed, they're basic
few professionals
will never be big shots
beware, we arrive abnormally...

originals
international delinquents
professionals
the knowledgeable of the environment
the abnormal have arrived
present what's up my people (x2)

originals in the house
just arrived (wow!)
music is your drug so let yourself go
everyone dancing, smoking
never tripping
I want to rap with you (yeah)
and be your friend
come please I ask you
always don't play with me
three owners dream of you
to infinity

(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)

you have me annoyed with your heart that beats
I'm the piece that's been giving you checkmate
waiter, take that iron
out of my soup
they were saying that thing
and that it's from Enrique Lazo
kiss on my behalf, a hug yeah

I want to caress your breasts
and kiss you on the neck (c'mon-c'mon)
tie you up by the hair
and ride all over your body (ah-ah)
three owners
once again playing on the radio
I want to dance with you
don't stop, I ask you
the world is my destiny
come and do it with me

originals
international delinquents
professionals
the knowledgeable of the environment
the abnormal have arrived
present what's up my people (x2)

what's up my people, what's up?
and raise your hands.. (x6)

originals
international delinquents
professionals
the knowledgeable of the environment
the abnormal have arrived
present what's up my people (x2)