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Welcome to the year 2006
Welcome to my new game
Who I am is clear to the world
And I have each of my fans as witnesses
And yet you think
You can handle me

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I want to see how one by one they fall
What will they throw at me
None made me fall
And now little by little they will see
Why in this mess
In the world they say I am the king
Buster
And they showed themselves
Buster
They showed themselves
Buster
They showed themselves
So hold on

The physco was released
The father of the paico
By ringing the bell
I bring the screams
There are a couple of pigs watching to see if I fall
But I bring it to them
Every time I go out

And I give these pale ones
What entertains them
Don't suck me, baby
Come here, my baby
I give you cream that no one has
As it comes in your hand and mouth
And they ask me hundreds of reasons
Compare, gentlemen, my grades
I kill all these clecas
All with honors
Unlike the fake with decorations

Partner, don't talk to me in a combo
Of style of songs
And save ammunition
For future missions
I don't go with pressures
For the connections
It's better to react
Or I'll crash the planes

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I want to see how one by one they fall
What will they throw at me
None made me fall
And now little by little they will see
Why in this mess
In the world they say I am the king
Buster
And they showed themselves
Buster
They showed themselves
Buster
They showed themselves
So hold on

What's up, buddy
Don't get mad at me
I don't snore
Break whatever you break
If you and your gang want
To mess up the clothes
Load a bullet for me, we're going to the bad

Quiet, gentle fecola
Don't lose the chola
Talking about guns
That brings consequences
You don't mess with consoles
Not even traveling in style
You can't beat me, not even in marbles
And a goat doesn't even score one
Partner, you and that other one join me
Who little by little is losing snot
I showed them

All of you are clear that I am the monster in this
And if we go street, it will be left without a face

So pitch the others
Get on the horse
Of chocolate
So you get excited
Don't talk to me about home runs
Or fucking 4th batter
You and your pliers don't scare me

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I want to see how one by one they fall
What will they throw at me
None made me fall
And now little by little they will see
Why in this mess
In the world they say I am the king
Buster
And they showed themselves
Buster
They showed themselves
Buster
They showed themselves
So hold on

Gentlemen, let's not fool ourselves
Let's put things where they belong
Look me in the eyes
And tell me if you are the best in this genre
None can
They lack morals
We are Nesty the mastermind
Sangre Nueva Music
Don the brain behind the operation
The president
Seeing how the genre changes the world
Don't front with me
Because up here many of you are not seen
And as you like to talk to the boss
For you, I am the boss
Partner
Strike and go...