Cosas Que Pasan

This song was composed
Thinking about things that happen
But no one comments or accepts them
Like the player
Who, in search of fun, fell in love
Denied it so much until he got her pregnant
Or the one who married the TV star
His daughter reported him
Mom didn't believe her
Another one stayed silent out of shame
The one who conceived her, who violated her, died
And she cracked
A slave town
Docile, meek descendant
Who doesn't feel African
They say they're 'triqueñitos'
Others, due to an inheritance
Explode with their minds
Out of greed towards their parents
And they're never sentenced
A country that despite
All the mistreatment
Insists on loving the homeland
But on four
TV channels
That condemn crime and murders
But in their programming
Is the 'snitch cartel'
Honorable politicians
And deceived ones
No one is surprised anymore
To see them married
I won't give up
I'll never be a 'gringo' or
I'll die fighting
Like Albizu and Lolita
Like Filiberto
Corretjer and my old man
Like Mari Brás
I'd rather die than be sold out
No rooster sings clearer
To speak frankly
I'd be really screwed
In Peru without a medal
Without my religion
Without this resentment, my brother
Without the White Bear
And without all the bad
Without my parents
Cortijo, Ismael, and hip hop
Rubén Blades, Bob Marley, Vico
Marvin and Lavoe
Dominican Republic, Cuba
Puerto Rico and New York
Buenaventura, Colombia
Panama and El Choco
What's up!
Original Gallo from the Country
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