Residente - No Eres Rapero

Ah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Look

I am the definition of what it means to be Latino
I combine styles, really fine when I rhyme
If I make them cry only when I give my opinion
Imagine the chaos that would ensue if I throw at them
I've been paying for my food for years

And a mention from you won't change my life
I'd prefer to record a constructive song
But you're afraid to get involved in the scene
And no matter how much you talk, you love it
And when it's time to face the music, you mess up

Neither you nor your record label benefit from
A brawl breaking out with a real rapper
You want the soup, but leave out the vegetables
I publicly accuse you of cultural appropriation
Because 'Atrévete' was for shaking your waist

And suddenly one day you started to believe you're the writing master
Do you swear it to me? Nah, not that much
Calle 13, this will hurt you so much
I go all out against any phantom
Nobody beats me, especially not a white rapper

And sorry to tell you Calle 13
It's just that of all your names, that's the one I remember the most
Calle 13 was good, René says nonsense
Your brother is an artist, yours is just foolishness
The little bit where you threw the jab

You did it well, I'm glad you finally flow
Because your last disses were so lame
That I even doubted if your lyrics are yours
And obviously your career doesn't end
And your one hundred eighty Grammys will remain in your showcase
But every time you hear my name on any corner
No armor will prevent me from hurting your self-esteem (fuck, damn)
Because your egocentrism overwhelms you
I noticed it the day you invited me to your house

You were very polite, you welcomed me in your living room
You offered me one of your bad beers (ah, bad)
One day you sent me a beat to rap on
And when I sent the verse, you never said anything again (nothing)
I never judged you for your insecure attitude
And because of a simple gossip, you throw me shade
Well, now you deal with it

Not the first, not the second, the third
The third Venezuelan to blow your hole
The first was NK, the second was Canserbero
And then you sucked them both off because they screwed you
You're such a bad rapper
That I could kill you with the flow of everything they took from you
But today Coscu won't kill you, nor Almighty the pill pusher
Today Akapellah will kill you, motherfucker, the freestyler
What did they say? With all our fuckin' machinery

We buy even the fuckin' culture if necessary
We buy voices of a legendary personality
And we put together a superinterplanetary song
You know what I mean
But not everything in this life is bought with money
And even if you make a song with 2Pac and Canserbero
We won't respect you because you're not a rapper
Because you're not a rapper
Ñero