Mi Sombra

My Shadow

Girl, you threw out some trash, I'm just being real
That's what happens when you sing bad rap, a ballad singer
Universal locked me in, my ex left, some friends too
That's why all this beef, I'm gonna settle it with you

Thanks for telling everyone all the things I've overcome
Idiot, thrown out like your name crossed out
You got no swag, no lyrics, no versatility to throw down
You can't handle the music, so you go personal now

You're always throwing shade, so I'm not surprised
In English, you're a shadow, in Spanish, you're my shadow
In the whole world, there's no one like me
I do, you’ve never been number one

I pack a hundred million in just one song
You promote songs, and I drop productions
And that's how you compare yourself to me, damn what the hell
Remember your best tracks, I'm the one who wrote them

Why do you throw so much shade at me? What do you want?
It wasn't me, it was Buloba who took your girls
You've always been my shadow, and I'm the center of attraction
Maybe that's why you have all that hate inside

You look in the mirror, and you can't hit the right notes
I'll never be a loser, but I put you in a tough spot
I'm like the street food, everywhere on the corners
You want it with a crown, the line is long

Dancer, move it like Shakira
You've been dancing for 20 years, and you haven't gone on tour
You're a little girl, throwing shade on all the remixes
Look, how the cake flips

I wanted peace, you wanted war
Ballad singer, move it with good vibes, bitch
I don't know why you make stuff up like the hero of the housing project
You don't speak three languages, Spanish, English, and bullshit

Don't take offense from this legend
Throwing shade at him is like warring with Juan Gabriel
He'll respond with his little Ana Gabriel voice
I'm a street poet, but my name is Gabriel

A messenger angel from heaven who took your shine

Come on, say it
You don't sing ballads
Because of your voice, I pulled you out of the salad
I come from the future, I know how this war ends
The poet kills you, it'll come out in the aftermath, what a mess

Nico, what a damn shame, my dude
A legend in urban music
And you're an embarrassment in the Dominican Republic
Gossiper, I'm proud of myself
I sing more, rap more, improvise more, I'm more handsome

Lucky, you're just a leper
Women don't cheer for you because you're disgusting
I regret that my first hit was a rat from the sewer
If I mention shadow, it's to make you more famous

Hey, the truth is I'm a king
You're giving away tickets, but it won't fill the Nuri And Jay
Hey, you dance with Lisey
But you can never compete with him

Who's gonna tell me I destroyed my own career
And built it by tearing yours down in the diss track
They love me with all my craziness
You've always been a shadow
And you won't even be a shadow of what you were

No personality, identity, originality
You threw shade at your own dad, you lost your identity, ah
I'm real, you're just a gossiper on social media
Kid, say more about what you are

If I catch you being a clown, I'll tie you up and embarrass you
You don't have a house, you're gonna sleep in your car
Clown made of clay, I give you a jar
I tear you apart, I put you out like a cigarette

I'm a war veteran in the ring with a rookie
I break you down like a rag, I grab you like a mop
I'm looking for Michael's kids
I'm not into that, talking nonsense, I’ll take you out

You owe me a million pesos

You're the result of promotional abuse
You won first place in looking for my clone
I prove I'm the best in every song
You're neither a fool, nor a kid, nor a street thug, faggot

You're going to where monkey black, faster than you think
Don't investigate the beyond, the facts tell the story
The rappers I've killed with my fingers don't count
The only ones dead are the ones they don't tell you about

Ungrateful kid, if I hadn't brought you into this world, who would have known you?
I'm the one who stops the one who stops your stop
When the country was on strike, I was the first to step up, nigga

Hey, on the beam is the beam
A petty junkie, with what, you think you can handle it?
I hit you with a bucket of water
I took you to TV shows, to the radio to sing jaragua

I wrote, you were the one we were gonna involve
Or didn't you get famous, then bite the hand that fed you?
You don't know loyalty, dude, I mean brother
You were a rat that ruins the urban genre for cheese

I wanted to solve all this damn problem
And you preferred to throw shade at me on social media and in a track
You told me to lick you, it really makes me sad
Damn, with a face like that

Don't front, Nico, let me say it, let me say it
I didn't want to throw shade at my shadow because she sings too soft
That doesn't give me a mark, on the contrary, it takes it away
Damn, they get mad when I talk
In rap, I'm tough, pure, rough, like Piddy Pablo

Like I talk in Chicago, like in Colombia, Pablo
The poet in RD, you already know what I'm talking about
You're all terrain, your career melted
I explained the 4x4, you couldn't climb

You're tough, but at your house, they bet on me
I improvised this, didn't even write it
Eh, yeah, on the beat
I'm a pedophile, I knocked up my kid, I made a chichi

I already burned you, now it's your turn to burn me
Come on, drug addict, I made you suck
I already burned you, now it's your turn to burn me
Come on, I'm waiting for you to suck

Hey, this is for those who write for you
I don't care if it's my ex, if your sister doesn't follow me
Kid, my phonastic for me is dying
I killed you, you're bleeding out at the crime scene

Jesus Christ doesn't say to turn the other cheek
For love, my creed
But kid, you already had me tired
And I love you a lot, my ass, but I can't kiss you

And if you answer me, I'm gonna put you on punishment
There won't be any more Nintendo, lame hoe, okay
And I support you, but as a dancer, because you can't rap.