Gente

I'm going to explode on those who mess with my people
I'm going to hit them afterwards.
I'm going to celebrate with the tangled one who hangs out
I'm going to give them life afterwards.

How daring those who say I can't be happy
How beautiful my brothers who fight to see us go out.

And no matter what they say
no one is going to vote us out
because behind us come
all those real people.

I'm going to boycott those who think they're so clever
I'm going to show them they're not.
I'm going to introduce myself with just one beat
I want to sweep away their honor.

How daring those who say I can't be happy
How beautiful my brothers who fight to see us go out.

And you don't need money
for it to be better
you have to hang out a bit
the party isn't over yet.