LA MuDANZA

Benito, son of Benito, they called him Tito
The eldest of six, working since he was a kid
Driving trucks like his father and grandfather
Even though his dream was always to be an engineer
One day, Tonito invited him to help with a move
Make some extra cash, a little money for something
Thank God he was free that day
Because it was during that move that he met Lysi
The youngest of three who were raised by Miss Juanita
Because her dad and mom left when she was little
She promised to graduate before getting married and she did
She married Tito in December of '92
Before leaving for Almirante, where they met
They lived in Morovis, where they had their son
The one they saw for the first time in Bayamón

A round of applause for mom and dad, because, really, they killed it

Hmm
Hey, damn
Let's go
Thank you, mommy, for giving birth to me here, heh, hey

The best of the new generation, 'cause I was raised old school
Thanks to mommy and daddy for all the ear pulling
You have never seen me on the street or on podcasts complaining
They try to catch up to me, but even in pairs, they still can't

Sun Street, Moon Street, I am always here in the dark night
I don't sing reggae, but I am culture
I'm from Borinquen, Puerto Rico, a Perfect Archipelago
All over the world, they already know my dialect, my slang
I couldn't care less about what you think that doesn't mean a damn thing
Here they killed people just for raising the flag
That's why now I take it wherever the hell I want, motherfucker, what was it? (Ha)

It's dangerous

If I die tomorrow, I hope they never forget my face
And that they play a song on the day they remember Hostos
The sky-blue flag stays in the box
And let them remember I was always me, I was always Benito

Doing better than me? You're crazy
Nah, bastard, you're crazy
I don't give a damn what you're saying
They love me like they love Tito, and I'm as real as Cotto
Like Lugia and Ho-Oh, bastard, I'm legendary
I go hard and with courage
Millionaire without ever leaving the hood
Just so you know

Hold on tight, kid, hold on tight

Nobody can get me out of here, I'm not moving from here
Tell him this is my home, where my grandfather was born
Nobody can get me out of here, I'm not moving from here
Tell him this is my home, where my grandfather was born
I'm from Puerto fuckin' Rico (ah, oh, tell him, Diego, tell him)
I'm from Puerto fuckin' Rico (oh, let's see, come on, let him come over here, hey, hey, hey, hey)
I'm from Puerto fuckin' Rico (oh, come on, come on, come on)
I'm from Puerto fuckin' Rico (hurray!)