Jefe

You know that I am needed
They would feel a void without me
There is only one

Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
(Puerto Rico, New York City, California, Chile)
Boss, Boss, Boss
The King Is Back

(Texas, Chicago, Atlanta, Miami, Boston DC)
Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
Boss, Boss, Boss
The King Is Back

Once again the jacks are bursting
The envy of the wangstas has begun
I'm in the mecca and still, highly respected by the gangsters
Even my enemies know who's in charge here
Don't be crazy, even Stevie Wonder sees that I'm in control

It's easy
I have world power
I can put a stop to it
The Cartel sounds in the store
The king is back
I kept quiet for a year and a bit
Nothing new in Puerto Rico
Nothing happened

The King is back
Who can stop me
Go ahead, shoot
Wars are expensive
Show me your face
That's how it's done
To be a leader, you're born
One becomes alone
I'm the boss and you're a clown

These clowns
Who think they own the circus

Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
(Dominican Republic, Costa Rica, Colombia, Venezuela, Bolivia)
Boss, Boss, Boss
The king is back
(Panama, Mexico, Guatemala, Nicaragua, El Salvador, Argentina, Cuba)
Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
Boss, Boss, Boss
The king is back

As if nothing
They haven't done anything to me
They don't even try anymore
You don't understand that it won't affect me

I keep thinking about the things I still need to do
If I've done it all, I have everything now, the Cartel sounds

Keep gaining more enemies
Keep aiming at me
Not even a little, please
Supposedly they're streets
They suck up to a big shot and they're streets
Who says you're streets?
Your street is Sesame Street

I've always been a fighter
And from the heart
I'm a champion
And it's nothing strange
I have the eyes of the world on me
Because I'm on top, I stand up
I'm the boss to follow
Learn

I'm the ultimate exponent
But the best part is that I'm

Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
(I know how to handle the total weight, I've always done it)
Boss, Boss, Boss
The king is back
(Ecuador, Peru, Paraguay, Uruguay, Honduras)
(The whole world, you know how this)
Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
Boss, Boss, Boss
The king is back

I'm the true street dream
The soul of the neighborhood, the light of the hitman, the mirror of a warrior
Kid, who are you, don't make me laugh
Who's going to do something to me?
Yea!
Anyway, I'll put the microphone on your feet
If I don't shoot you, it's not out of fear, it's not business
The champion doesn't enter the ring with a flat tire
A convict, a car, and a cake, and they're gangsters, fantastic
You think because the dogs are barking, the cars are mechanical

The kid is going crazy
He spends his time peeing the bed frequently
And I was stuck on the street
Now I'm the living legend
Every step I take becomes an event
Daddy Yankee is not a singer, for Daddy Yankee it's a movement
Real

Let's do it as it is
You just follow my steps

Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
Boss, Boss, Boss
The king is back!!
Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
Boss, Boss, Boss
The king is back!!

What else do I have to say
I can teach you how to handle the weight in this
A lot of intelligence
You have to think like a boss
Like me
The king is back!