La Realidad

Temperamento

The Reality

Yo.!! DJ SPIN ONE haha, attitude .....
Providence year block royal hip hop hip hop in Spain?......!!!!

I sing about what I was, what I am, and what
I'm gonna do. For the things they say
about me, they can't fuck with me, they just
won't accept THE REALITY, power, they just
won't accept THE REALITY, attitude..!!
They don't want to accept the reality, tempo.
These pigs want to see us dead,
it's been a while. With you, many are
just ass-kissers. If you weren't
locked up, they would've turned their backs on you.
And even though I carry the word from Ponce
to Providence, if hip hop stinks of death,
I'm the last evidence for
many little rappers, and none are competition.
I had to kill them to pay the consequences.
Stokiau, but out here, no one listens to me,
the label, but I am what I am,
representing what I was. Diss tracks, something that
everyone does. The war lives in
me, so before whatever happens, bigger
than the music, mine is deep.
I won't sink because I am the voice of the world
and I speak every second.
A prophet for what I am and for what I'm gonna
do. Because of me, many will disappear.
I can do reggaeton just to mess around,
but honestly, it makes me sick. What I
want is to rap and represent, because when
I talk about the streets, the streets want to destroy me.
How the hell are we gonna reach the throne if they
cut off my elbow? They don't understand that it's fucked up.
If I get fucked, I sing like a fool.
I'm the one who throws it all at you, I send a
blow and let Tempo hit the chorus.

I sing about what I was, what I am, and what
I'm gonna do. For the things they say
about me, they can't fuck with me, they just
won't accept THE REALITY, power, they just
won't accept THE REALITY (Tempo)
I sing about what I was, what I am, and what
I'm gonna do. For the things they say
about me, they can't fuck with me, they just
won't accept THE REALITY, power, they just
won't accept THE REALITY, attitude..!!
I don't live in Puerto Rico, let me explain.
I'm the sensation of my homies when they get
that white stuff. I'm gonna get high with organized
rhymes. The table is your head with
cut lines. Feel the blade, my
rhyme is the knife. I gotta be a
badass with the cane, put the goats
in this jungle. They want me, many
think they're gorillas, but instead of meat,
they eat grass. I don't need fame, money,
women, but I do so much that your
song... they owe me, and they fear me, I know.
You can't beat me, I don't hustle.
They talk a lot, but don't let them fool you.
Tell me who's gonna fuck with me
if I'm rolling with DON DINERO BLACK ROYAL year
territory of THE LAST WARRIORS, ready to fight,
waiting to triumph, but I feel like
a fool stuck in a cathedral.
Attitude, THE KING OF THE MOVEMENT,
from Ponce like Tempo, consider me
the moment, the torment. I'm the nightmare
of the wannabes. They look so much alike
that I see them from a mile away. Camilla,
it's what you expect, I kill these ducks
my way, and my crew deserves respect.
No contract, I heat up
the streets like the blacks do, TEMPO...