Plant Bandera

I know you didn't like
That I planted a flag
Because what my voice says
Oh listen sonero
It repeats everywhere
You thought you were the owner of everything
And you told me the world went your way
And suddenly I arrived
Without throwing myself ___________
And it turned out the other way around
Because I planted a flag

With humility
With my simplicity
With ease
I saw that message
Forward is the way

I know you didn't like
That I planted a flag
But what's done is done, chest out
I also have the right
But what's done is done, chest out
I also have the right
(Careful!)

Hey,
I planted a flag
I'm playing everywhere
In the big leagues
You frustrated in the coliseum
Move away, far
Envious moth-eater
My license is heavy like truckers
For what's done, chest out
Let it come out through the roof
Helmet of nonsense
I also have the right
Realize
That I've been here since the 80s
Waiting for my chance
Calmly, slowly
You already shone, and how it bothers you
When black Calde' arrives all your pliers run away
_____________ time Spain
Like another blow
To show how it's done to these fools
The most caracachimba has arrived
Flow with timba
That even the gringas enjoy it
I'm not a legend like Bob Marley
But if rapping was a crime I'd be in 'Sing Sing'

Brim-brim
And I have my bom-bom-bom
I was born with my brim-brim
And I have my bom-bom-bom
(Run!)

I have what you lack in shadow
I'm complete
(I also have the right!)
With my feet on the ground, I climb any stage
(I also have the right!)
I wage war on anyone, I seal them all in one bag
(I also have the right!)
Rapping, my crew, I feel satisfied
(I also have the right!)

(Hey, without cheating!)
(Bravo like Atlanta!)
(Hold on, grandpa's here!)
(How nice!)

Hey, you _________ on the table
What I bring is not sold in the market
You have a different party than mine
Of falsehood, vanity, envy, and hypocrisy
Don't go crazy, don't have a fit
When you hear all this saoco
Many tried
But they all got stuck
Because they threw the songo and didn't catch it
I bring mine on me, from the belly of the black pila
And no matter how much they throw, they won't marginalize me
El Aballarde, Tego Calderon, was born with his brim-brim
The brave on the microphone
What I bring is a big deal
It comes out, and you through the roof
But don't even touch me
No one will take away what God gave me
(What's up?)