La Vida

What's up?
The Tego Calderon!
The bold one!
With Loony Tune and Noriega
The Challenge!
I give it with mine, daddy
So he knows.

Hey...

To me, it seems like life stinks for you
It seems to me that your anger is fake
The suicide has arrived
The one who finishes it
The one who makes everyone who disses bleed

To me, it seems like life stinks for you
It seems to me that your anger is fake
The suicide has arrived
The one who finishes it
The one who makes everyone who disses bleed

I don't care if they hate me or not
I was born with the virtue
I set the tone
What I come to bring you
Things are not like yesterday
The countryman is tough and won't let himself be messed with
The blessing said the father to the son
For the talent and opportunity
Granted to me
I am more than grateful
And the joy is felt live
When the audience enjoys with me
There are many things that are not as you think
As you comment
Sh*t is what you promote
It's because sh*t is what you are, a coward
Big shot, face for the thugs
The Abayarde is coming through
Dancing
My people are supporting me
Why do you think they're ghosting?
Because my way is how they're liking it
The ball is in my court
Black monkey
Humbly, but fronting
Since singing is not a crime
I get even
Another one almost
My little one, the black one has arrived

To me, it seems like life stinks for you
It seems to me that your anger is fake
The suicide has arrived
The one who finishes it
The one who makes everyone who disses bleed

To me, it seems like life stinks for you
It seems to me that your anger is fake
The suicide has arrived
The one who finishes it
The one who makes everyone who disses bleed

I haven't needed the bling-bling
Much less the show-off
And still, I dominate
The Abayarde leaves it far behind
Modern swagger, that even old folks like
Get in there, rookie, this is back and forth
For the liars who live off lies
I have lyrics more special than Topeka
Who have already run dry
The bike is screwed
The rhythm barbarian has arrived
They can imitate me but it will never be the same
No favoritism, bringing it down a notch
If you don't like it, don't eat it
The chaser, I have plenty of oil in my cantinplona
The Abayarde who doesn't drown
Letting it drop with violent feeling
And a groove that, why tell you
The one everyone has been waiting for
The one who had to arrive
The veteran without going to Vietnam
Your ethics are not my ethics
You follow me?
Hey, crazy
No one writes what's mine

Your ethics are weak, cowardly
My buddy, I crush you with a challenge
It's Tego Calderon, the Abayarde
The one who makes everyone bleed
Whoever steps up

The one who makes everyone bleed
Whoever steps up
Tego Calderon, the Abayarde

The one who makes everyone bleed
Whoever steps up
Tego Calderon, the Abayarde