Bajen Pa' Aca (feat. Noriel y Anuel AA)

Mera, tell me Bryant, damn it
The untouchables, the illuminati

You're my brother, asshole, whoever disrespects you, we're going to hit him in the face, forr

Come down here, if you want to see my funeral, come down here
I have a boy and a soldier who are ready to fight
You know where I spend my time
Bastard, he's looking for a whipping job on you

Come down here, if you want to see my funeral, come down here
I have a boy and a soldier who are ready to fight (ah)
You know where I spend my time (aha)
Bastard, he's looking for a whipping job on you (No-No-Noriel)

I'm not going with insecteria (aha)
I curse the mother of everyone who turns around (yeh)
They talk about loyalty and they don't even know what it means (they don't know)
Turn your back and they want to jump over your head

That's why I never change the system (prr)
I was born on the street and I will stay on the street until I die (until they kill me)
Just call me if you want a problem (yeah)
Or go down to 'La' Monja', to' La' Gole', Monacillo or to' Cantera

I carry an AK and killer with an R
After us, tell me who the hell is in charge here in PR (tell me who)
We don't stop in front and they get caught
Be careful, Mata doesn't catch you hanging out at six-five

I'm as clear as Papo
These people snore about loyalty but we know they are snitches
They live under the tunnel like El Chapo
Without knowing that in the street and in music we are the bosses

Come down here, if you want to see my funeral, come down here
I have a boy and a soldier who are ready to fight
You know where I spend my time
Bastard, he's looking for a whipping job on you

Come down here because I have an AK with two hundred rounds to fight
I'm a son of a bitch, I'm never going to leave
The devil and death follow my steps
Bastard, we're going to hit you with a whip
Come down here

Damn, if I call Finito
They will find you lying down there, pretty
You are not Pablo Emilio
You won't have time to ask for help
If the baby catches you with the vigil

If you don't want any trouble, asshole, why are you looking for it?
Daddy, I'm never going to let him down
I'm going to put the drug on the back of your neck
And if you cuckoo me, cuckoo is going to give you a hundred in the wig

Hypocrite, you have two faces
You talk as if you were pulling
Yours never show their face
Daddy, I don't hang out with weird people
Bastard, my whole gang is shooting

Montro, if you touch me it will cost you dearly
Here 'it' is dark or 'it' is light
I don't mask myself
He who comes here in a strange car
He's going to take a shot from the glass to the hoop

Come down here, if you want to see my funeral, come down here
I have a boy and a soldier who are ready to fight
You know where I spend my time
Bastard, he's looking for a whipping job on you

Come down here because I have an AK with two hundred rounds to fight
I'm a son of a bitch, I'm never going to leave
The devil and death follow my steps
Bastard, we're going to hit you with a whip
Come down here

Ah, No-No-Noriel
Mera, tell me Myers (Bryant Myers)
Tell these people that if their street is really a nightmare, they should go down to La Monja
Or for Monacillo, for Cantera, hehe

Mera, tell me Santana "The golden boy"
The golden boy
Come on, tell me Javich, damn it, the fucking street is ours
Yoniel, Jay Anton
We are made of gold, motherfucker
We are real, you are all lies

Mera, Noriel, I'm tired of all the hypocrisy, damn it
The fucking hypocrisy that exists in this fucking genre
Hey, crazy, whoever licks it, I'm going to drop it on him
In music and on the street it's always the same shit
A fucking shit talker; here, there with that one, the other one
Daddy, let the mess explode, they have one in front of them and they don't do a damn thing, they don't know what the hell to do
They come to greet one: Mera, tell me Bryant, what's up? Is everything okay?
All right, mamabicho, I'm crazy if he dares

Daddy, don't say hello to me, don't say hello to me, that's the shit
If you talk shit, daddy, don't say hello to me when you see me around, asshole
If you talk shit, tell me, you sycophant, so I can drop it on you, you son of a bitch
If you talk shit about me, you have a problem with me, something that bothers you about me
Tell me, you sycophant, so I can solve it the way you want
We'll solve it however you want, asshole, I'm well prepared for whatever
And mine

'It's all clear'
Here it's white with white, and black with black
Lambebicho
Mera, tell me baby, tell me grandpa, tell me fi
Cuckoo

Mera, tell me Anuel, we are untouchable from the federal to Vigilio, and from Vigilio to the Sixth