NFT 2

Oh-ow
(This is Tempo)

God bless you, Raulito, how you've grown, baby
I was on the street, I was crazy that you sound
Spoiled, how you've become when you were born in this penis
Remember, sucker, that my milk is in your DNA

I didn't recognize you, that's why you don't know me
You made a mistake and disrespected those from Ponce
Ignorance is blind and bold, and if it's alive it's because I gave it to you
(And it's calling 911 a lot)

Funny cop, that's why you're caught scolding
You're going to make your own people have sex in a couple of years
You're very big-mouthed and no one believes you're a bandit
Especially with that body and that face like a merengue singer

You put in more than the matriarch
You bought a heart in gold, but you're not an ark
Showing off with brands and the Versace are replicas
And the day you slap me
I'll do a feat with Tekashi

You say you're a guy who kills people
Yes, but I also have people who want to kill you
And ask your dad for his blessing
You can't talk about the streets when even your mom pushes drugs

Damn fool, the times changed without certainty
Free Maly, trash Lual in the prosecutor's office
Bastard, make up your mind
Either singer or criminal
Ozuna was inspired by you when he made the fake
May my peace rest with Tuerto Black until I get drunk
And don't let you go, hit the floor when I catch you
In Pacho's song, your verse was the most embarrassing
And you wiped your tears on your palm when you cried to H

Daddy, I have all the data, I'm the Boogeyman
And you kicked me out at Farruko's concert
You didn't even go into the dressing room, not even a trace was seen
And the blessing to the man who was also your stepfather

I'm crazy to see you face to face, so be ready, I'm going to record you when I knock out your teeth with a punch
Bastard, you don't scare anyone with that stupid face
And the shame you'll feel when an old man knocks you out

I know you're rebellious, sit on my back
And mention that I owe the house that I already paid off
I don't even know why I listen to you
I'll kill you and the police will close the case

Squirm to see if you really grew up
Man, no, you have nothing, I challenge you
Pay the jeweler from New York to freeze you
Mom is more street than you, she doesn't leave the neighborhood

I recorded this song without a penny in my pockets
I don't even have money to pay the barber for the haircut
What I had, I spent on the 19X, I put the nipple in the pequi, come and pick up the shells

Turn on the networks, go live, the song is bad
Come on, learn, sniffer, respect has no age here
There are two brushes of 30 and 6 more, just in case on the floor
There are 66, like Hadel

No one speaks the truths like I do, you lack
You've been failing for a long time, they moved your basket
It's not just a slap you need, Lual, it's 3
One in my name, another from Austin, and the third in Rasta's name

Don't disrespect men again
You turned on Elias, pig, who gave you your name
I'm the singer killer who never puts on gloves
And I congratulate you, you're the one who's ahead of all the snitches

You're a chronic depressive, a very melancholic mongoloid
I'm iconic, you betrayed Sinfonico
To Benny Benny, you're also a little pig
Damn, motherfucker from combo to combo all over Puerto Rico

Gargling with male milk, how cruel
An hour in prison and now this bastard thinks he's Anuel
Your Lyrercisa delivery, a cop's song
A shot and we put the Ran on the hood

This is so you can walk around with Panky
And without justifying myself like Vico when he dissed Yankee
Healing and pleasing my boys
And the will of the one-eyed, rest in peace Pacho