FN8

Austin, you're sleeping in a deep dream
I just want to tell you: When did you become such an idiot? So cowardly?
The years have made you a bit slow
Do me a favor, wake up
Bastard, wake up
Hahaha

Austin, you've abandoned me
Don't you believe in me anymore?
I've always defended you
I've always been there for you
Always, always, always I've taken out the bugs with you
For over a decade (decade)

Remember? (Remember?)
I don't mention them because of you (no)
Where am I? (Where am I?)
You saved me (you saved me), you abandoned me (you abandoned me)

D-Note Is On The Beat
The Beatllionare
For what? (Hahaha)
Uh (hahaha)

And, as always, a Merry Christmas
From the highest floor of the building
Where gravity doesn't exist
And I've been here so long it seems like I cast a spell (What was it?)
I feel like I'm suffocating
Two million in pledges and none of the diamonds are fake

The Austin from before, the Austin of now
The Austin that from afar the ajora
The same Austin that if he gets back on the locomotive
The motor root is that we know who are genuine

Money? Check
Balls? Check
As my brother Tali says
We locate you, check
We respond, check
And you end up white like what's on the Cali cartel sign

Good night, good afternoon, good morning
We're walking with the lamp lit
Two or three got excited because the elf didn't come out
And I'm flying around the world with height, without Rosalía

My bad, I had to do it so you get it
When you were picking your nose, I was making money
When everything for you was just a dream
I was already the owner of this genre

Ma, I bury you under the grass
Everyone who knows you knows you suck me off
Don't brag about power, you're not made for this drama
Unhappy ones, rot with all your fame

I'm still cold, I roam your block and mine
But why don't you come down? They have you forbidden
You're not welcome, giving you is like abusing a junkie
If it were up to me, come back and breathe, I don't mess with snitches

Wow, you made me go crazy
The pencil is kicking like an R
Asshole, are you a gangster?
But when? At the beginning or the end? (Suck-up)
I don't know about you, but I've never paid to enter PR (never!)

I'm the eye of the Ouija, got it, scumbag?
Don't realize you have a cop raising your daughter
You don't come out, asshole, you and I will never be the same
I'm escorted by bandits, you're escorted by the feds

Oh, yes, asshole, am I a cop? Oh, yes?
Then show the papers of your brother RobGz
The elf already told me not to leave them alone
And that you're getting intoxicated by taking fentanyl (smell, coward, smell)

Remember, since I was a kid, I kill them alone
Without having to put up with any little bug
And forward, start paying what you owe to Tito
My money is fat and plump, yours is thin

You have no protection, you're passing protection, snitch
You see me and your ass bleeds, put on a Kotex
I have a comb of mixed bullets, they explode like a string
And I'm sucking them all for the coconut, bug licker

You didn't imagine I was going to be part of your favorite diss saga (because you know), hahaha
How did it go, brother? (I'm your teacher, asshole)
(Merry Christmas, bunch of assholes, ha)

Let's go back to the start
These bullets are piercing your tank
I hope that, after this, you don't get stuck
Asshole, when you were born, I was like twenty steps ahead
That's why I don't cape your gangster movie

Balls? Check
Money? Check
And this stick has more grease than Mech-Tech
The jewelers have taken you for a fool, check
Charging you more and giving you fake diamonds

You're just an idiot who has delusions of being a tough guy
You have all your crew taking pon
You have no credibility since you paid to get into the heat
Who are The Gods? One is a cop, the other a fag

I already broke your tribe, I continue with the trophy like El Dibu
Even Austincito's socks are worth more than your Reebok outfit
Real to death, asshole, you're not real
Your last songs are artificial intelligence

You're staying in the quiri, prostituting Amiri
You're a bug licker, bug smeller, Siri told me
You're not the trap God, you're a trili
And you like women with more miles than a Spirit airplane

In DR, I always carry a gun in hand
Because I have a countryman who's a worm
Asshole, I won't shake your hand again
Because you're the Dominican R. Kelly (pedophile)

And it's a lie that you only fuck with minors?
And it's a lie that what you have is a disease?
Is it a lie? You're not street, you don't run anything
It's not a lie, I have the data of your truth

So
You, without having to do it at a humility level, give respect to a bastard (why did you give it to him?)
Who, every time he takes four molly, expires in a foam cup (it's never been me)
He's talking about you, brother, haha (you've always been a leather)
I don't understand what obsession is
But don't get excited
What you deserve is what I just did to you (punish him, punish him, nothing more)

How can I fight with a guy who argues with my son?
Who has no more tickets than me and looks like a lizard (you know my offering)
And the other one snoring about the street, you don't have a clue
Bug licker, you got yourself a case for carrying guns (ah, I'm back with you)

And you snore like that, you don't come down or get on
They can suck my dick, you and your stupid mafia
Hey, he's street, they caught him with a Glock
And as a prisoner, they were hitting him and taking off his Crocs

You're a joke
Your snoring is really bad
You don't kill people, Emmanuelita, you don't pull the trigger
If I were you, I'd turn off the phone, inhale and exhale
And if you come to Puerto Rico, bring the bulletproof tank (bring it)

Bug licker, I'm going to introduce you to your fines
Sucking off the big shots, you already have a Guinness record (how many are there?)
Actually, if you're street, don't give so many details
And do something to those who shot up your house in Jardine' (you didn't do anything?)

Asshole, what are you going to do? You don't like killing
You were the clown and the mockery of the FARC
I've never paid for protection and that will never happen
Literally, what you are is a scratch without morals

And this is in the name of my brother Justin's saint
When they ask: Who killed you? Everyone shout: Austin
The one who started it all, asshole
(My favorite artist in Spanish is Romeo)
(And in English, my favorite rapper is 6ix9ine, so you know)

Hahaha, auh
Look how ironic life is (how is it?)
That's the same one teaching your daughter to swim (in Punta Cana)
Let's go, bug licker (on a yacht), hahaha

What is he? Your favorite rapper? (Also)
Your enemy and your buddy?
What the hell is it? Wow
(But I'm not your favorite rapper?)
What a love circle, hahaha (what a love circle)
Auh!

La Marizon, bug licker
And listen to what I'm going to tell you
Before you call me a cop, asshole
Remember that, when you were screwed in PR, you were the one hanging out with the police (yes) and feds as your escort (I remember)
And there are the bug lickers telling me I'm a cop, they didn't say anything to you

Even with an ambulance I was walking around
How crazy (in case something happened, you know)
Can you miss me? Or am I supposed to stay quiet?
Asshole, those times have changed (damn, asshole)
And more if you are the ones who are broke (I'll tell you something), hahaha

Asshole, what are you going to do? You don't like killing
You were the clown and the mockery of the FARC
I've never paid for protection and that will never happen
Literally, what you are is a scratch without morals

And this is in the name of my brother Justin's saint
When they ask: Who killed you? Everyone shout: Austin
The one who started it all, asshole
(My favorite artist in Spanish is Romeo)
(And in English, my favorite rapper is 6ix9ine, so you know)

Hahaha, auh
Look how ironic life is (how is it?)
That's the same one teaching your daughter to swim (in Punta Cana)
Let's go, bug licker (on a yacht), hahaha

What is he? Your favorite rapper? (Also)
Your enemy and your buddy?
What the hell is it? Wow
(But I'm not your favorite rapper?)
What a love circle, hahaha (what a love circle)
Auh!

La Marizon, bug licker
And listen to what I'm going to tell you
Before you call me a cop, asshole
Remember that, when you were screwed in PR, you were the one hanging out with the police (yes) and feds as your escort (I remember)
And there are the bug lickers telling me I'm a cop, they didn't say anything to you

Even with an ambulance I was walking around
How crazy (in case something happened, you know)
Can you miss me? Or am I supposed to stay quiet?
Asshole, those times have changed (damn, asshole)
And more if you are the ones who are broke (I'll tell you something), hahaha

Asshole, what are you going to do? You don't like killing
You were the clown and the mockery of the FARC
I've never paid for protection and that will never happen
Literally, what you are is a scratch without morals

And this is in the name of my brother Justin's saint
When they ask: Who killed you? Everyone shout: Austin
The one who started it all, asshole
(My favorite artist in Spanish is Romeo)
(And in English, my favorite rapper is 6ix9ine, so you know)

Hahaha, auh
Look how ironic life is (how is it?)
That's the same one teaching your daughter to swim (in Punta Cana)
Let's go, bug licker (on a yacht), hahaha

What is he? Your favorite rapper? (Also)
Your enemy and your buddy?
What the hell is it? Wow
(But I'm not your favorite rapper?)
What a love circle, hahaha (what a love circle)
Auh!

La Marizon, bug licker
And listen to what I'm going to tell you
Before you call me a cop, asshole
Remember that, when you were screwed in PR, you were the one hanging out with the police (yes) and feds as your escort (I remember)
And there are the bug lickers telling me I'm a cop, they didn't say anything to you

Even with an ambulance I was walking around
How crazy (in case something happened, you know)
Can you miss me? Or am I supposed to stay quiet?
Asshole, those times have changed (damn, asshole)
And more if you are the ones who are broke (I'll tell you something), hahaha

Asshole, what are you going to do? You don't like killing
You were the clown and the mockery of the FARC
I've never paid for protection and that will never happen
Literally, what you are is a scratch without morals

And this is in the name of my brother Justin's saint
When they ask: Who killed you? Everyone shout: Austin
The one who started it all, asshole
(My favorite artist in Spanish is Romeo)
(And in English, my favorite rapper is 6ix9ine, so you know)

Hahaha, auh
Look how ironic life is (how is it?)
That's the same one teaching your daughter to swim (in Punta Cana)
Let's go, bug licker (on a yacht), hahaha

What is he? Your favorite rapper? (Also)
Your enemy and your buddy?
What the hell is it? Wow
(But I'm not your favorite rapper?)
What a love circle, hahaha (what a love circle)
Auh!

La Marizon, bug licker
And listen to what I'm going to tell you
Before you call me a cop, asshole
Remember that, when you were screwed in PR, you were the one hanging out with the police (yes) and feds as your escort (I remember)
And there are the bug lickers telling me I'm a cop, they didn't say anything to you

Even with an ambulance I was walking around
How crazy (in case something happened, you know)
Can you miss me? Or am I supposed to stay quiet?
Asshole, those times have changed (damn, asshole)
And more if you are the ones who are broke (I'll tell you something), hahaha