El Cangri

Puerto Rico, New York, projects, states
Will witness the eminence
The legend in this genre
Years of experience, a new flow
A new style, a new boss has awakened, you know
Daddy Yankee representing
The true warriors of the street
Keeping it real all the way down
This is hot, the bosses
DJ Diki, DJ Cripi, Pablo, DJ Blass, New York what

The boss, a new album, a new millennium
A new Yankee
A new boss with a new ranking
The boss, the kid raised in the projects
Seeing poverty, smoking joints to the filter
Seeing the death of his friends
Interrupting the cold, at 18 he got shot twice
He was in intensive care
But the power of Christ kept him alive
He was given a talent to fulfill his destiny
He's a young man now, he's a kid
And he makes records, selling like his clothes
Gold and platinum dad, the boss
Many producers get their egos inflated
And their singers thought Yankee was dead
The old fox watching, writing in his room
Letting everyone relax and caught them all sleeping
And I hit them hard like a fan
All the singers in 2001
With Nicky, we all made a stand
Now tell me who's ahead in giant steps
With a new album, with a hundred thousand pre-sales
Powerful lyrics, like a 30-30, the boss

Yankee, a bandit who knew the business
Da-Daddy Yankee, the boss
(The boss, the boss, the boss, boss)

Yankee, a bandit who knew the business
Da-Daddy Yankee, the boss
(The boss, the boss, the boss, boss)

The boss, to be where I am, I've sweated blood
Seeing the malice of producer and singer
They woke up the dragon who's hungry rapping now
Warrior heart, keep going, never give up
Many of them are used to
Envying me, little rappers that I don't even know
Want to diss me
I know my name is big
And you want to rank up
But this fox will never give you fame for free
I hope you make it, and support your family
And that the public no longer buzzes around you
Dirty Finland, and take them down from this lime
With your rhymes, when the fuck is this
Yankee my name in the big leagues
The boss, it's years of experience in
This science knocking down the kings
Who want the crown in my land
Anyone these days wants to be a rapper and
Few are the ones who burn the pencil and bring the fire
Full lyrics that in 5 seconds
Will hit you with a comb full of letters
Flying like a bullet, piercing bones
Leaving it stiff
So much so that they want to sign me in my own bone
The boss

Yankee, a bandit who knew the business
Da-Daddy Yankee, the boss
(The boss, the boss, the boss, boss)

Yankee, a bandit who knew the business
Da-Daddy Yankee, the boss
(The boss, the boss, the boss, boss)