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I'm tired of this business
They say hello but I'm still nervous
Why can't everything be like a discotheque
Many women, Latin liquor, and fights
But this has to be impossible
It's incredible that ignorance is invincible, keep
Listening to my words in your face
Spitting out the reality, this is me
And none of this is for you if it is
Because I sing clearly ahh
Project a tough one is sure
I demand more from the corrupt
Fighting a war, gringos against Latinos
They are like a bee honey stinging as always
Now with the one eight seven

Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me out
Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me down
Big mouth, you think I'm playing
You're full of it

Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me out
Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me down
Big mouth, you think I'm playing
You're full of it

Forgive me if the chocolate doesn't suit you
But I have all the music South America wants
Two policemen and me with sunglasses didn't know me
Bothering me, and I looked for them when I took off my glasses
Their faces dropped, and now they want to accompany me to the bathroom
Photographers and all, leave me alone
I'm used to it in my country
I waited for the same thing with my people like this
The capital, a private party
A Saturday night, and I have nothing left
Famous singer, rich, son of a doctor, Mackjessien
New contract, new label
Project 5,000,000

Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me out
Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me down
Big mouth, you think I'm playing
You're full of it

Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me out
Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me down
Big mouth, you think I'm playing
You're full of it

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Four pairs of boots very difficult to fill
Difficult to copy, difficult to take
Difficult to win, very difficult to break
Impossible to believe
We are the group of the century, Project One
Néstor Zapata, Eric Morales, Johnny Salgado
And John Wilson is my real name
There is the new generation
900 started the mission, the Mituim
Dedication, a lot of heart
In every recording, a lot of run
Proyec run Disney run where run the run
Certainly, the darkness, don't cross it, I'll break you and that's it
You know I go far, my competition is called the mirage ay

Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me out
Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me down
Big mouth, you think I'm playing
You're full of it

Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me out
Big mouth, you think you're going to knock me down
Big mouth, you think I'm playing
You're full of it

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Hands touching the clouds ahhh touching
Look how they rise
Hands touching the clouds ahhh touching
Look uh ah I know you uh ah
I know you uh ah
I know you like it, you like it ah

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