Soy Quien Soy
Cartel de Santa
I Am Who I Am
I am
I am
We come sweeping dogs
I am who I am
That's why I'm where I am
That's why I'm going where I'm going
Without being able to stop us
Easy to arrive
Difficult to stay
I've seen many try more than once
They get confused
They put themselves in a position to be knocked down
That's why they gather around the fire
They don't understand why they call me apa pah pah pah
Me doing it with slow flow, making them move
They swore my record wouldn't hit
They thought it wouldn't go beyond the sixth
The crap they threw they swallow
Whole, the truth is I made them water
They don't affect me at all
No matter how hard they try
Damn bunch of wankers
They peel my whip
With direct or indirect hits
They challenge me in sales
None outshines me
I know they're scared to mess with 'santa
Because it's land of bastards
Of torture and kidnappings
Of baldies and killers
I am who I am
That's why I'm where I am
That's why I'm going where I'm going
Without being able to stop us
Easy to arrive
Difficult to stay
I've seen many try more than once
They get confused
They put themselves in a position to be knocked down
That's why they gather around the fire
They don't understand why they call me apa pah pah pah
Strong, current and popular in people's taste
With this one, there are already seven
More than a criminal
A businessman
Tequila the bosses
Very strong with my partners
Up since we left
They wanted to bring us down but we stayed here
They wanted to buy us
But we didn't sell
They wanted to steal from us
But we defended ourselves
For the Billboard
As independents
Now any singer alone makes money
For all the assholes who said it was my end
Proven by El Babo where the hits come from
And now you come crying
When I warned you
That we're not playing here
That this is very serious for me
And they left from here
Because they thought I was going down
Poor idiots
They don't even have a job anymore
I am who I am
That's why I'm where I am
That's why I'm going where I'm going
Without being able to stop us
Easy to arrive
Difficult to stay
I've seen many try more than once
They get confused
They put themselves in a position to be knocked down
That's why they gather around the fire
They don't know why they call me apa pah pah pah
And for the closing of the song
Mention with the heart for Kikin and Don Aron
For my little brother from the alley
Stay tuned for another flow
The bald and big cholo
If you already know it, it's too late
A hell of a mess
And ready for disorder, buddy