Guerilla

Yo!
Ñengo, this is julio voltio
You already know, I come to present you here
I present it to you, what it gives
(ñengo flow!)
This is what it is, the ñengo
(naldo)
Papi, from bayamon, this is mafia
You already know, this is new blood
The blood, blood that is not water
(ñengo flow)
This blood weighs
(says, I)
You already know what's there

Do you want guerrilla?
Let's go with fire, there's babilla
If ñengo catches them
He's going to break their nilla
They end up on their knees
So they don't get a beating
Suck-up if you slip
I'm going to take you out on a stretcher

Starting the show
Ñengo with the flow
I make them vomit like an overdose
Don't be a fool (no)
There's no forgiveness here
What there is, is follow-up in Valencia and Bayamón
Old man, light up another blunt
The action has begun
Representing the neighborhoods, housing projects, and alleys
Humble to the end
And if they act tough
I'm going to catch them with the full
And I'm going to break them in half
This is for real
Ñengo is the real kill
They will feel the pressure
Whoever comes to invade
The territory
I have a metal that is a demon
It accompanies me everywhere
He doesn't like to walk alone
And if you provoke him
He's going to make you a couple of holes
So don't mess with him
He likes to spit lead

Do you want guerrilla?
Let's go with fire, there's babilla
If ñengo catches them
He's going to break their nilla
They end up on their knees
So they don't get a beating
Suck-up if you slip
I'm going to take you out on a stretcher
Do you want guerrilla?
Let's go with fire, there's babilla
If ñengo catches them
He's going to break their nilla
They end up on their knees
So they don't get a beating
Suck-up if you slip
I'm going to take you out on a stretcher

I just want a chance
To catch them, hunt them, and break them
Suckers suck with my style
The little black one has arrived
When you see me face to face with a .45
(give it to me)
I say give it, let out a scream
You're going straight to the cliff
Did you see what happens for talking too much?
(so big mouth)
I still don't understand
Why pigs like you
Come out on records
I stay on edge
I've never slept
Watching out for the feds
And the enemies
Whoever wants to harm me
I divert them to the grave
If I've always had to deal with my own shit
(you know it)
I don't owe you a penny or give you a piece of bread
That's not me, don't even try to be a snitch
I'm going around handing out punches
With my flow and my style
With my crew of 70
To whom they don't even shoot
Flirting with the cats
Until I ride them on my horse
And whoever wants war can throw themselves because I'm ready

Jump over here because this is the real deal
And I'm going to make the metals explode

Do you want guerrilla?
Let's go with fire, there's babilla
If ñengo catches them
He's going to break their nilla
They end up on their knees
So they don't get a beating
Suck-up if you slip
I'm going to take you out on a stretcher
Do you want guerrilla?
Let's go with fire, there's babilla
If ñengo catches them
He's going to break their nilla
They end up on their knees
So they don't get a beating
Suck-up if you slip
I'm going to take you out on a stretcher

Naldo
Tell them
Heh
I'm new blood
Indestructible
I make the cats and gangsters have fun
Ñengo flow!
Naldo
Let them fall so they can orient themselves, got it?
Go ahead, daddy, go with God
Nobody has blue blood
And ñengo...