Cabe-c-o

Let's move the neck to ninety degrees
Up and down, as if you were saying yes
To the rhythm of the bass, be careful with the guide!
Don't break your forehead, be careful with people!
Look ahead!

Turn up the volume on the component
Nod like a madman
The light turned red, stop, stop!
(Who caused the accident?)
(Calle 13, the Resident)

A lot, a lot of caps, a lot, a lot of clothes
Many records in the stores, a lot of shit
A lot of tightrope, a lot, a lot Karl Wallenda
For many, many MCs, I wasn't on the agenda

To me, motherfucker, you address me formally and have
Turn on the speakers, raise the bass to the miles
So you can see how it tickles your ribs
So you can see how I inject flow with a syringe

So you can see how milk comes out of your nipples
So you can see how you sweat Payco from your sideburns
So you can see how the screws of the board come loose
So you can see how the bass resonates in the Minilla tunnel

Put a tourniquet on the neck (-ck)
So they nod like a camel
As if they were saying yes (yes)
As if they wanted to hit me with their nose

Put a tourniquet on the neck (-ck)
So they nod like a camel
As if they were saying yes (yes)
As if they wanted to hit me with their nose

This is something that makes the neck
Move up and down, do you understand me?
As if it were a hammer hitting a nail
As if saying yes, without caring a damn
The neck moves on its own, for free, without money

You keep going, even if they fire you from work
You know, with your face looking ahead, and then downcast
With your face looking ahead, and then downcast
With your face looking ahead, and then downcast

I know you can't spit
The same phlegm that this bastard spits
This is real, this is not theater, ask Lupe
I'm not to blame that the public sucks on mine
I'm not to blame that mine never expires

I'm not to blame that yours looks like a blooper
I'm not to blame that I surpass
Your shit with my Super Trooper 4x4
That makes them throw tequila under their armpits

To meow like cats
To give lots of kisses to Pochaco
To wear short skirts and walk in heels
To later be scared of being caught (grrr)

Of being caught (grrrr), of being caught, very bad
But with mine, I pull them
I bring them and make them head-bang
I make them head-bang, so that everyone feels like peeing

Put a tourniquet on the neck (-ck)
So they nod like a camel
As if they were saying yes (yes)
As if they wanted to hit me with their nose

Put a tourniquet on the neck (-ck)
So they nod like a camel
As if they were saying yes (yes)
As if they wanted to hit me with their nose

There are no rules here, there are no oaths
No government, no colonels, no sergeants
Add some spice to your courage
Don't cancel this movement

This is for your legs to rebel
All this is for your ears to fly
All this is for time to freeze
All this is for time to freeze

All this is for time to freeze
All this is for time to freeze
Here nothing hurts, here nothing hurts
Here nothing hurts, here nothing hurts