Experimentan La Perse

They say I'm cocky
And they paint me as such because I'm riding high
Because I take the shotgun everywhere
What's up, bastards, are you scared?
Experiencing the perse
The tough part is yet to be seen
They want a pattern to grow
To reach up here
They have to screw themselves

I'm the new trend
I've turned talking into a sport
I go out and call Victorino
I pay 100 for each cut
From Alaska to Chile
Traveling without a passport
If you don't understand, idiot
From the South Pole to the North Pole

I'm no longer bonafide in my neighborhood
Because I'm the one who writes the most, and that's official
They say I can't pronounce the 'R'
But I'm the most influential, the controversial singer

Hey, raise the dough to get the fettuccine
Who packs the mess that likes the Santini
Blow with the bald guy with the .40 and the mini
To change his boxers for thongs and bikinis

Gotay, if I get tired easily, give me a break
If I'm King J with the pencil, you're Kevin Love in this
Now they've immortalized all the verses I've written
Because when I sing, I make meteorites fall

Bastards, don't lower the grade
Everyone can tell you're bitten
The kid of today
What's up, motherfucker
My flow is tough
It doesn't walk but floats
You all focus on me
I focus on all the chicks

In the barn, with roulette and Juliece Naldy
With cats that look like Barbies
We always smoke inside the Harley
We're going to make history like Bob Marley
I'm with the younger ones, the whole vibe
Leaving my tasks thrown in the shed
Here the sticks aren't kept, they're given a paddle
We brush Jason, we're going to take off his mask

No matter how much they scheme, the mosquitoes don't fit through the screen
You don't sell tickets even if you work in the cinema
On time, I remember one night God told me:
Pusho, you're untouchable, take off that crucifix

So don't get in my face
And don't shoot if you don't have guts
And even if you come here with the crew
I'm fly as hell
None of you assimilate
They try to feed me lines
But when the skinny one arrives
They have to break ranks

Some snore about me on Twitter
Others unzip me
Because I'm the SEO of the Yankees
Who replaced Jeter
If you pass by my corner
And the music annoys you
I, from the balcony
Turn you into a convertible Rubicon

Every time I drop a jingle
They want to give me the finger
That's why the earth trembles
Where I step with the Timbs
Very tough even in the union
So keep your opinion to yourself
If your plane is visible
We're going to interrupt your meeting

Experiencing the perse
The tough part is yet to be seen
They want a pattern to grow
To reach up here
They have to screw themselves
Experiencing the perse
The tough part is yet to be seen
They want a pattern to grow
To reach up here
They have to screw themselves

Add another anthem, they always brag saying they're evil
But they stutter every time we make the sign
They know the young ones are tough in the streets
And when the album comes out, I'll do not 2 but 3
I'm out of control and they've had enough
They want to record with me because it clearly benefits them
Say whatever you want, none of you can keep me
Their women see me and want a photo with the kid
Tattoo on both arms
More gold than a pharaoh
I was already stuck
Without reaching the Bronx singles
If you want to succeed, imitate me
Make a clone
At 30, I retire
And become mayor of Bayamon

Ha (the boss)
Boss (Dy)
Hey
Let's talk about levels
I'm the boss of the cartels
I'm going to buy the hotels
From Donald Trump and Rockefeller
Bobolon, you're not a bad guy
My sandals don't suit you
Throw yourself overboard
The pirate from Somalia has arrived
Damn fools
I have more rings than Ginobili
If you were grass, I'd burn you
They call me Cartel Philys
If your mom was a sucker
And your last name is in question
Logic dictates
That you're a motherfucker
Trash
One of my verses is a slam
Your crew is worth less than my glasses
There are many stories
From 65th to Valdo
Fighting for what he did
They ran out of broth
So you're street (ahh!)
You bought a couple of sticks (what!)
Now you hang out with so-and-so (yyy!)
But you kill people, no!!!
Well then, fuck you!!!
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From the Greatest of All Time, Baby
King, King, King Daddy
Boss
DY
Tell me Benny
We're Ready For
A Movie Can Be Sold By Any Singer
But a Hit Like This (Haha)
Can't Be Sold, Can't Be Bought
Well Hey, You Can Buy It
You Pay Me And I'll Write For You (Haha)
Because I'm the One with the Hits
The Mess
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The Authentic
The Rookie Of The Year
The Headache of Many
And The Boss (Haha)
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