El Bueno, El Malo Y El Feo, Ft. Tego Calderon,Eddi

Listen, it's the ugly's turn so throw yourself, cover yourself
Instead of one, there are three of the paste, the mariè
How he throws you like he sees them, from the school of Vico and Edd
Your throat got stuck with the cocolo
(How?)
Your dreams of greatness crumble, black one
And they're blaming us
Pressuring us, talking nonsense, marginalizing us
Instead of being, Tego the one who sings to you
Could be, Tego the one who robs you, pulls a trick
I fight so that my daughter never goes hungry
For that, they have to kill me
And don't think it's just talk, I sing with anger
I get stubborn in the brawl
I'm not to blame for your failure, clown
Let them call me crazy and ignore me
Listen to what's good for you, cry, cry baby
People like you without control have me
You don't pay my debts, nor give me money
And it's true, it's not a threat, joking joking

I don't know why they want to come at us
(They ran out of oil for their lamps)
They can't handle their tricky lyrics
(Who said there was nothing left)
I don't know why they want to come at us
(They ran out of oil for their lamps)
They can't handle their tricky lyrics
(Who said there was nothing left)

Feel my journey
Straight from the underground
With a wild flow
No character lends themselves to sabotage
No one can handle the gangsterism
They talk too much, and don't amount to anything
They ran out of oil for their lamps
Many Philly, many weapons, much bling-bling
And when it comes down to it, they run away like Hussein
I already know these mechanisms
They've been trying to knock down my kiosk for a thousand years
They don't compare to my lyrics
Because they live on the island of fantasy
My friend, don't sleep on the trio
For us, this is easy
It goes very fast, don't even dream of being first
Where the captain commands, the sailor doesn't
This is a joint effort for history
From Puerto Rico to the world, it's victory
Doing different things
Because I'm not stuck, people like me