La Venganza Del Reke

The king arrives grilling every dude, breaking the rules, shouting hey hey, here comes the law, yay, my entrance is with bullets, I'm the one who corners them, that fantasy movie, let's erase it, I'm a rapper in style, never seen before, I'm elegance and distinction like Monte Cristo.. I make your girl excited and scream for me, awakening her desires every time my voice is heard, you see the dick is not a disease like a cyst, resist because this won't stop until I conquer those provincial towns, that's what my focus is, motherfucker, you want me to dislocate them, you want me to remove the thugs from the neighborhoods and blocks, you want me to cover them with gunpowder to the top, you guys are like toys, like mopes, I'm hyped at the party with the homies dancing, just waiting for you to run into me so you feel the shock, it's clear who's the boss, my dick in your mouth, you have to cover it in a few words, you have to suck it... I'm used to seeing brains outside but when I take off my mask as a paisa, I won't care who dies, dedicated to those who are riding through the wax, I'm a son of a bitch who doesn't talk, oh who can defend us now, here comes Pablo, where the hell are we going to hide, that crocodile doesn't bite, it sucks, you want attention but no one sees it, not even with a magnifying glass, not even with a microscope, not even with one of those speakers made in Tokyo, with your mouth you could even be Ultraman, the thing is to show on the street who's the boss, I kill for money, I kill for respect, I kill the parasites who should've died since they were fetuses, I like to shoot them until they're unrecognizable, just look at the pool of blood where the flies swim, I feel no fear, no remorse, the street taught me to stand in the sand against any swarm, those who are against, come out, there are snakes and rats here, with me are the real ones, if you leave your house, I feel sorry for you, if they paid me twenty, I feel sorry for you, I came back to kill some toads and hypocrites, they can say mass for me (baby hustler), I'm the one who has taken over the square, burying them without Vaseline and grease, what's up, don't back down like a raisin, Reke's revenge, that's what this threat is called, it won't stop until I see them puking, until I don't see them shitting in a bag, convulsing, shooting them point-blank through the ears, giving them the same stars as the US flag, I'm the one who makes them tremble like a mandrake, and I'll keep torturing in the most ruthless way, Rekeson baby hustler against whatever