Ven Y Criticame

Look, don't point at me
Don't wag your finger at me, don't point at me
Lower that little finger, now!

Come and criticize me, that's how I am
I'm like this, just because
And that's how I was born, raised like this
I'm going to die like this, oh yes

Come and criticize me, that's how I am
I'm like this, just because
And that's how I was born, raised like this
I'm going to die like this, oh yes

I'm the one nobody understands, the crazy lunatic
The voice of the people, the kindest person
Everything I tell you is going to be unpleasant
Very intelligent and supposedly, not very healthy
Thanks to my insults, children have to listen to me under adult supervision

To those who criticize me, sometimes I feel like having a
Magic wand
To turn them into frogs and sit them on the frame of my window, and blow their heads off, like Nirvana did
But I'm a calm guy, quiet, still, quite passive
I don't mess with almost anyone
Except for religious people, reggaeton singers, politicians
Moralists, puff daddy, the fbi, the police, and the list goes on

In the same sentence I repeat the word 'fire' a thousand times
I like to watch TV while I scratch my balls
I like to smell my armpits to see how they smell
I also admit that I used to listen to Van Halen

I always suffer from insomnia
I'm afraid of marriage
Before getting married, I prefer to fight with 20 demons
Die from an overdose, throw myself at 10 paraplegics
Sell a million copies with generic lyrics

Come and criticize me, that's how I am
I'm like this, just because
And that's how I was born, raised like this
I'm going to die like this, oh yes

Come and criticize me, that's how I am
I'm like this, just because
And that's how I was born, raised like this
I'm going to die like this, oh yes

I studied in public school and also in private
That's why I'm good at playing on the streets
Sometimes people from the neighborhood have the wrong idea
And don't know that my right hand hits just as hard

I'm lower middle class, from birth
I worked my whole life to pay the rent
I walk without a watch, I don't have a calendar
I don't believe in manners, nor in dictionaries
I think sometimes I cross the line with my violent lyrics
I also think I won't make it to 40, I don't care
If everything I write offends you

I don't give a damn if this album sells
If I wanted to sell something, I'd open a store
I prefer to give you music, even if you don't understand it
I say 50 bad words per second
Because the truth is I'd like to change this damn world

Live a real life like a heart attack
Real like having sex without a condom
Real like any neighborhood on any planet
Real like my sisters, who haven't had breast implants

I like it when people argue about me and fight
I also like it when they applaud me and boo me
I like to give what I give, I like to go where I go
I like to be who I am, so, hey!

Come and criticize me, that's how I am
I'm like this, just because
And that's how I was born, raised like this
I'm going to die like this, oh yes

Come and criticize me, that's how I am
I'm like this, just because
And that's how I was born, raised like this
I'm going to die like this, oh yes