TLD
La envidia y la maldad son sinónimo' de traición
Los enemigo' conviven en tu mente y tu habitación
Porque los rostros se ven, pero hay muchos corazones ciego'
Y el fuego no calienta pa' to' el que lo coja a juego
Soy El Prínci, la araña, soy el espejo
Mi viejo me decía que no se confía ni en tu reflejo
El infierno habita en la tierra, el cielo deambula el infierno
Por eso aquí hay diablo' con ala' y ángele' con cuerno'
Yo nunca vendí mi alma, Jesucristo
Si mañana me llama pa' buscarme, yo me baño y me visto
Mientras tanto en las noche' doblo rodilla'
Porque en un mundo de pecados solamente es hombre el que se humilla
Señor, en la tierra no hay condicione'
Por eso es que no salgo sin el largo, tambore' y municione'
Los problema' llegan solos, Dios sabe que no los llamo
También sabe que soy humilde, humilde pero te los damo'
Papi, no te deje' llevar
Tú ponte bruto, baby, a mí me da igual
Humilde, pero te los damo'
No te vaya' a confundir
Hasta en tu canto te lo pueden decir
Humilde, pero te los damo'
Y te pone'
Vamo' a darle a to' el que me mencione
Es que estoy tira'o pa' atrá', pero pa'lante es que vamo'
Somos humilde', cabrón, humilde', pero te los damo'
En la chola te pongo la funda y mañana te cae'
No me roban segunda, soy Javier Báez
Twin turbo to' los palenco', los largo' como flamenco
Cabrón, me saca' pico y te doy chiva flow Lomachenko
Ustedes es los jetski, nosotro' en los Gran Marquín
Pa'l carajo lowkey, baby, estoy metiendo los ki
Pa'l carajo estamo' bajando ticket como Beyoncé
Y dicen que en PR hay mucho parking porque Ponce es Ponce
Y cuando salgo siempre la corta con el largo
Y cuando salgo ustede' no cargan lo que yo cargo
Y cuando salgan, no vaya' a tirarte un fake
Soy el M16 y soy Kobe en el fade away
En Guayama tengo la hacienda con anillo 'e vigilancia
Rifles de distancia, obras de arte como en Francia
Y ante' de meter la fekam averigüa a quién tú le enfeke'
Que me dicen el cheque, poderoso como el de Vieques, yeah
Jaja, who gon' cross the line?
Motherfuckers know
Once you say my name
Y I'm never gon' be the same
Papi, no te deje' llevar
Tú ponte bruto, baby, a mí me da igual
Humilde, pero te los damo'
No te vaya' a confundir
Hasta en tu canto te lo pueden decir
Humilde, pero te los damo'
Y te pone'
Vamo' a darle a to' el que me mencione
Es que estoy tira'o pa' atrá', pero pa'lante es que vamo'
Somos humilde', cabrón, humilde', pero te los damo'
Dios te salve, María, llena ere' de gracia
Te pido, cuídame de todo bochinche y toda falacia
Dizque a mí me van a dar, sabiendo que voy pa'lante
Yu cabrón, yo me caigo un lunes, y tú no ve' la luz del martes
Soy la araña, es el teacher, les mando pa' los bleachers
No ronque' de Derek Jeter, no llega' ni a Derek Fisher
Me engancho a las cubana', y yo no tengo pana'
Lo que tengo es gana' 'e verte, y dejarte la guagua plana
Te los doy, si no te los doy, te los mando a dar
A los Pablo Escobar, yo suelto escoba y es pa' escobear
Si salgo de Humacao, no me duras dos rounds
Juego toa' las posicione', Lebron James all around
Y si lo pillo, pillo en el castillo, -tillo
Cabrones, van a llover los casquillo', -quillo'
Milloneta sin adelanto
¿Son cuánto'? Tú dime tanto
Y acuérdate, cabrón, que en tu canto manda mi canto, yeah
Only real eyes can see the real lie
You say you're real to the death
But you're so scared to die, nigga
Papi, no te deje' llevar
Tú ponte bruto, baby, a mí me da igual
Humilde, pero te los damo'
No te vaya' a confundir
Hasta en tu canto te lo pueden decir
Humilde, pero te los damo'
Y te pone'
Vamo' a darle a to' el que me mencione
Es que estoy tira'o pa' atrá', pero pa'lante es que vamo'
Somos humilde', cabrón, humilde', pero te los damo'
TLD
Envy and evil are synonymous with betrayal
Enemies coexist in your mind and your room
Because faces are seen, but there are many blind hearts
And the fire doesn't warm up for everyone who plays along
I am The Prince, the spider, I am the mirror
My old man told me not to trust even your reflection
Hell dwells on earth, heaven wanders hell
That's why there are devils with wings here and angels with horns
I never sold my soul, Jesus Christ
If he calls me tomorrow to look for me, I'll bathe and dress
Meanwhile, at night, I kneel
Because in a world of sins, only the one who humbles himself is a man
Lord, on earth there are no conditions
That's why I don't go out without the long one, drums, and ammunition
Problems come on their own, God knows I don't call them
He also knows I'm humble, humble but we give them to you
Daddy, don't let yourself be carried away
You get tough, baby, I don't care
Humble, but we give them to you
Don't get confused
Even in your song they can tell you
Humble, but we give them to you
And it makes you
Let's give it to anyone who mentions me
I'm thrown back, but forward is where we go
We are humble, bastard, humble, but we give them to you
In the chola, I put the cover on you and tomorrow it falls on you
They don't steal second from me, I'm Javier Báez
Twin turbo all the palenques, I throw them like a flamenco
Bastard, you provoke me and I give you chiva flow Lomachenko
You are the jetski, we are in the Gran Marquín
To hell with lowkey, baby, I'm getting the ki
To hell we are lowering tickets like Beyoncé
And they say that in PR there is a lot of parking because Ponce is Ponce
And when I go out, I always carry the short one with the long one
And when I go out, you don't carry what I carry
And when you go out, don't throw a fake
I'm the M16 and I'm Kobe in the fade away
In Guayama, I have the estate with a surveillance ring
Distance rifles, works of art like in France
And before you mess with the fekam, find out who you're messing with
They call me the check, powerful like the one in Vieques, yeah
Haha, who gon' cross the line?
Motherfuckers know
Once you say my name
And I'm never gonna be the same
Daddy, don't let yourself be carried away
You get tough, baby, I don't care
Humble, but we give them to you
Don't get confused
Even in your song they can tell you
Humble, but we give them to you
And it makes you
Let's give it to anyone who mentions me
I'm thrown back, but forward is where we go
We are humble, bastard, humble, but we give them to you
Hail Mary, full of grace
I ask you, take care of me from all the gossip and all the lies
They say they're gonna give it to me, knowing I'm moving forward
You bastard, I fall on a Monday, and you don't see the light of Tuesday
I'm the spider, he's the teacher, I send them to the bleachers
Don't brag about Derek Jeter, you don't even reach Derek Fisher
I hook up with the Cubans, and I don't have buddies
What I have is the desire to see you, and leave your car flat
I give them to you, if I don't give them to you, I send them to give them
To the Pablo Escobars, I release the broom and it's for sweeping
If I leave Humacao, you don't last two rounds
I play all positions, LeBron James all around
And if I catch him, I catch him in the castle, -tillo
Bastards, the bullets are gonna rain, -quillo'
Millionaire without advance
How much? You tell me so much
And remember, bastard, that in your song my song commands, yeah
Only real eyes can see the real lie
You say you're real to the death
But you're so scared to die, nigga
Daddy, don't let yourself be carried away
You get tough, baby, I don't care
Humble, but we give them to you
Don't get confused
Even in your song they can tell you
Humble, but we give them to you
And it makes you
Let's give it to anyone who mentions me
I'm thrown back, but forward is where we go
We are humble, bastard, humble, but we give them to you