Intro Desafío (Feat Don Omar,Tempo,Tego Calderon,Wisin y Yandel)

(Luny!)
(This is another one from us for y'all!)
(What's up... the challenge!)
(Go ahead, Don!)
(Tego Calderon!)
(Wisin and Yandel!)
(Tempo!)
(Looney Tunes and Noriega!)

Look at them
They're on a trip letting loose
(Looney Tunes!)
All they want is to be seen dancing
They're wild
And I'm wild partying all night
I'm Don Omar
Look at them
They're on a trip letting loose
(Looney Tunes!)
All they want is to be seen dancing
They're wild
And I'm wild partying all night
I'm Don Omar

Damn, they got nothing
What suckers they are
The action is about to start
Feel the tension
The beast lives in you
They're afraid to die
What's going to happen to you
You won't see it, you'll feel it
They can't sleep unless they're thinking of me
Damn fool, I hate them all
And I swear, they'll regret it
For messing with me, not even me
I don't back down
At this point, not even trying
To measure strengths
Who sells more
Who promotes more
Anyway, I'm already international
Let them all go to hell
Let them kill each other for all I care
While you settle
I want more and more
Representing Rap and Reggae
Underground in China
Do you think Pina's crew can do that?
I don't think so, Pili
Watch me and take a seat, react
Realize that this is Tempo's time

Hey...
I think life stinks for you guys
It seems to me that your anger is fake
The suicide has arrived
The one who finishes you off
The one who makes everyone who disses him bleed
I think life stinks for you guys
It seems to me that your anger is fake
The suicide has arrived
The one who finishes you off
The one who makes everyone who disses him bleed

I haven't needed the bling-bling
Much less the show-off
And still, I outshine them
The streetwise leaves them behind
Modern swagger, liked even by the old folks
Get it together, this is back and forth
For the phonies who live off lies
I have lyrics more special than Topeka
That have already run the gamut
The bike is screwed
The rhythm barbarian has arrived
They can imitate me but it will never be the same
No favoritism, hitting them hard
If you don't like it, don't eat it
The chaser, I have plenty of oil in my canteen
The streetwise one who doesn't flinch
Dropping it with violent feeling
And a groove that's hard to explain
The one everyone's been waiting for
The one who had to arrive
The veteran without going to Vietnam
Your ethics are not my ethics
You following me?
Hey, crazy, no one writes like me
Your ethics are childish, cowardly
My buddy, I crush you with