Vico C. El Bueno, El Malo Y El Feo, Ft. Tego Calde

Listen, it's the ugly's turn so come on, cover yourself
Instead of one, there are three from the paste, the mariè
I'm the one who throws, as you saw, from Vic's school and ___
You got stuck with the cocolo
(How?)
A dream of greatness blackened them
And they're blaming us
Pressuring us, speaking dirtier, marginalizing us
This is about being, Tego the one who sings to you
Could be, Tego the one who gets you, I caught you cheating
This is so my daughter never goes hungry
That's why they have to kill me
And don't think it's just talk, singing out loud
I get stubborn in the brawl
I'm not to blame for your failure, clown
Let me be crazy and don't pay attention
Listen to what's good for you, cry, cry baby
People like you have me at five three
You don't pay my debts, nor give me money
And the truth is you don't threaten, joke joke

I don't know why they want to throw down here
(They ran out of oil for their lamp)
They can't handle their tricky lyrics
(Who said there was nothing left)
I don't know why they want to throw down here
(They ran out of oil for their lamp)
They can't handle their tricky lyrics
(Who said there was nothing left)

Feel my journey
Straight from the clandestine
With a wild flow
There's no character that lends itself to sabotage
There's no one who can handle the gangster
They talk too much, and don't amount to anything
They ran out of oil for their lamps
Many philly, many weapons, much bling-bling
And when it comes down to it, they run away like Hoseiin
I already know those mechanisms
They've been trying to knock down my kiosk for a thousand years
They don't compare to my lyrics
Because they live on the island of fantasy
My friend, don't sleep with the trio
For us, this is easy bread
Go very lightly, don't dream of being first
Where the captain commands, the sailor doesn't
This is a joint effort for history
From Puerto Rico to the world, it's victory
Doing different things
Because I'm not stuck, people like me