A Vos

To you who gets so worked up
That I curse in my songs
To you who gets so worked up
That I curse in my songs

I'm telling you, stop messing around
Getting all worked up while kids go hungry
I'm telling you, stop messing around
Getting all worked up while kids go hungry

Cumbia plancha...

To you who snitches on me
Because I drink wine on the corner in the morning
To you who snitches on me
Because I drink wine on the corner in the morning

I'm telling you, stop messing around
And send to jail those who abuse power
I'm telling you, stop messing around
And send to jail those who abuse power

This is... the common people, the common people!

I'm telling you, I'm rough and I am who I am
And I don't hide
We're both in the same world
Whether you like it or not...

To you who are scared to death
Of my tattoos and my hair color
I'm telling you, to you who are scared to death
Of my tattoos and my hair color

I'm telling you, stop messing around
The ones who rob you wear suits and you know it
I'm telling you, stop messing around
The ones who rob you wear suits and you know it

To you who look down on me
Because your chips are more expensive than mine
I'm telling you, to you who look down on me
Because your chips are more expensive than mine

I'm telling you, stop messing around
We all go to the other world naked and you know it
I'm telling you, stop messing around
We all go to the other world naked and you know it

I'm telling you, I'm rough and I am who I am
And I don't hide
We're both in the same world
Whether you like it or not...