Cambumbo

Your desire to sing more than me
with my crazy production, I humiliate you
at the studio door, put the latch on
set the alarm against the thieves
because there are many crazy ones around there
who get furious when I shine
they say they have more kiosks than in Luquillo
and haven't sold a dime
with half a cup I crush them
I always walk alone without a crew
I'm simple, I never show off
with fire, and I pass the rake to them
release the handle of your machete
and take your finger off the trigger
before they blow out your light
or lock you up in the castle
I don't need it
if you want, play your card
buy a gun, make a couple of marks
show off, shout but it's just talk
the street knows you're a fake
I don't need it
if you want, play your card
buy a gun, make a couple of marks
show off, shout but it's just talk
the street knows you're a fake
I don't copy, I came out with a very unique flow
I take away the envious one's fantasies
in the stinky bear we are powerful
mafia cut before being doubtful
I know what's going on, without much fuss
if you mess with my race, I'll burn your feet
neither you nor your husband nor your filthy car
this is simple but big like Badillo
so don't get involved in something complicated
or you'll end up on the cross like a gang member
or Penelope, avoid problems
don't confuse the humility of the 'abayarde'
what you're doing now, I did it in '93
ask around if you don't believe me
mature, you won't last in this life or the next
if we go to the vegetable garden
you have to be stupid to be smoking crack

Don't you hear this gun?
They think they know
maybe they'll shit themselves
alley or music, they don't come out with me
I don't need it
if you want, play your card
buy a gun, make a couple of marks
show off, shout but it's just talk
the street knows you're a fake
I don't need it
if you want, play your card
buy a gun, make a couple of marks
show off, shout but it's just talk
the street knows you're a fake