El Bueno, El Malo, y El Feo

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

El Bueno, El Malo, y El Feo

Hey, it's the ugly one's turnOye, el turno es del feo
So throw this one for yourselfAsí que tírate esta pa' ti
Instead of one, there are threeEn vez de uno son tres
I married the plagueDe la peste los maríe
I'm the one who throws like the prosSoy el que tira como las ve
From the school of Vico and E-D-DDe la escuela de Vico y del E-D-D
Your throat got stuck with the cocoloA ti se te tranco el bolo con el cocolo
I crushed your dreams of greatness, blackened themTus sueños de grandeza los esborono, negrolo
And they're blaming usY eso que están culpándonos
Pressuring us, talking nonsense, marginalizing usAjorándonos, hablando bazofia, marginándonos
Instead of being Tego who sings to youEn vez de ser Tego el que te canta
It could be Tego who robs youPodría ser Tego el que te asalta
Trap in handSaco de trampa
I fight so my daughter never goes hungryLucho pa' que mi hija nunca pase hambre
That's why they have to kill mePor eso tienen que matarme
And don't think it's just talk, I sing with angerY no te creas que es de boca pa' fuera, canto de collera
I get stubborn in the ringMe pongo necio en la rundiñera
I'm not to blame for your failure, clownYo no tengo culpa de tu fracaso, payaso
Let me be crazy and don't pay attentionDéjame por loco y no hagas caso
Listen to what's good for youOye lo que te conviene
Cry, cry, babyLlora, llora, nene
People like you 5-3 have meGente como tu 5-3 me tiene
You don't pay my debts, nor give me moneyTú no pagas mis deudas, ni me das plata
And the real ones don't threaten, just talk talkY el que es de verdad no amenaza, guasa guasa

I don't know why they want to throw over hereQue yo no se porque ellos quieren tirar pa' acá
(They ran out of oil in their lamps!)(Se les acabo el aceite a sus lámparas!)
And they can't handle their dirty lyricsY es que no pueden con sus letras tan sanganas
(Who said there was nothing left, man?)(Quien dijo que no quedaba na', papa?)
I don't know why they want to throw over hereQue yo no se porque ellos quieren tirar pa' acá
(They ran out of oil in their lamps!)(Se les acabo el aceite a sus lámparas!)
And they can't handle their dirty lyricsY es que no pueden con sus letras tan sanganas
(Who said there was nothing left, man?)(Quien dijo que no quedaba na', papa?)

I continue on my journeySigo en mi viaje
Straight from the underground, with a wild flowDirecto del clandestinaje, con un flow salvaje
No character lends themselves to sabotageNo hay personaje que se preste pa'l sabotaje
No one can handle the gangNo hay quien pueda con el cangrinaje
They talk too much and don't amount to anythingHablan de más y no dan pa' na'
They ran out of oil in their lampsSe les acabo el aceite en sus lámparas
Many suites, many weapons, much bling blingMuchos suite, muchas armas, mucho bling bling
And when it comes down to it, they run away like HusseinY a la hora de la verdad salen huyendo como Hussein
I already know those mechanismsEsos mecanismos ya yo los conozco
They've been trying to knock down my kiosk for a thousand yearsLlevan mil años tratando de tumbarme el kiosko
They don't compare to my lyricsNo se comparan con la letra mía
Because they live on the island, but in fantasyPorque viven en la isla, pero de la fantasía
My friend, don't sleep on the trioPana mío, no te duermas con el trío
For us, this is easyPa' nosotros esto es pan comío
It goes very fast, and dreams of being firstVa muy ligero, y sueña con ser primero
Where the captain rules, the sailor doesn't ruleDonde manda capitán no manda marinero
This is a gathering for historyEsto es un junte pa' la historia
From Puerto Rico to the world in victoryDe Puerto Rico pa'l mundo en victoria
Doing different thingsHaciendo cosas diferentes
Because I'm not stuck, people like mePorque yo no estoy pegao', yo le gusto a la gente

I don't know why they want to throw over hereQue yo no se porque ellos quieren tirar pa' acá
(They ran out of oil in their lamps!)(Se les acabo el aceite a sus lámparas!)
And they can't handle their dirty lyricsY es que no pueden con sus letras tan sanganas
(Who said there was nothing left, man?)(Quien dijo que no quedaba na', papa?)
I don't know why they want to throw over hereQue yo no se porque ellos quieren tirar pa' acá
(They ran out of oil in their lamps!)(Se les acabo el aceite a sus lámparas!)
And they can't handle their dirty lyricsY es que no pueden con sus letras tan sanganas
(Who said there was nothing left, man?)(Quien dijo que no quedaba na', papa?)

Here comes the one with the gift of gabAquí llego el mas que tiene muela
More classic than Doña FelaMás clásico que Doña Fela
The architect of the old schoolEl arquitecto de la vieja escuela
And the plans of those who envy me are canceledY se cancelan los planes de los que me celan
Now let's see if the gas peelsAhora vamo'a ver si el gas pela
Because what's mine eats more than Pac-ManPorque lo mío come mas que Pac-Man
I have many more tricks than Batman's beltTengo muchos mas trucos que el cinturón de Batman
Your words against mine wear you outTus palabras contra las mías se te gastan
They get bored with yours, they crawl with mineCon lo tuyo se aburren, con lo mío se arrastran
Here are the good, the bad, and the uglyAquí están el bueno, el malo, y el feo
Throwing banana peels behind usTirando 'tras nosotros cascaritas de guineo
So that those who chase us slipPa' que el que nos persiga se resbale
For those who talk about junkies, let their jaw turnPa'l que hable del tecato se le vire la quija
Government, listen well to my complaintGobierno, escucha bien mi queja
I have lyrics that can destroy your earlobeTe tengo lírica que puede destrozarte el chicho de la oreja
You abused me behind barsDe mi abusaste 'tras las rejas
But now I'm out, and my flaws don't bother mePero ahora estoy afuera, y mis defectos no me acomplejan
So splash, jump, squeakSo salpica, brinca cuica
What I have is itchingQue lo que tengo es pica-pica
You can't beat me even in marblesTú no me ganas ni en canicas
And look who explains it to them, chewY mira quien se los explica, mastica
The ones who crush those who criticizeLlegaron los que aplastan al que critica

I don't know why they want to throw over hereQue yo no se porque ellos quieren tirar pa' acá
(They ran out of oil in their lamps!)(Se les acabo el aceite a sus lámparas!)
And they can't handle their dirty lyricsY es que no pueden con sus letras tan sanganas
(Who said there was nothing left, man?)(Quien dijo que no quedaba na', papa?)
I don't know why they want to throw over hereQue yo no se porque ellos quieren tirar pa' acá
(They ran out of oil in their lamps!)(Se les acabo el aceite a sus lámparas!)
And they can't handle their dirty lyricsY es que no pueden con sus letras tan sanganas
(Who said there was nothing left, man?)(Quien dijo que no quedaba na', papa?)