Outro
A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Donde están los panas míos que la buena vida conmigo se dieron
La cosa se puso tensa, y se las pusieron
No se dejaban ver negro, pero se vieron
Y yo tranquilo porque la palabra la cumplieron
De que maldito sea el hombre que confía en otro hombre
Eran panas míos porque Hector tenía nombre
Eran dos caras, andaban con máscaras raras
Tu crees que fueran panas míos papi si yo no cantara
Y a la gata, tu misma la que quiere to'a mi plata
Tu eres una puta de las mas baratas
Me voy fuego a la lata, porque la verdad a nadie mata
Cuida'o que por las noches yo no te jale las patas
Y sin cobardía, oye mi mai me lo decía
Mas pudo el interés que el amor que me tenía
Pa que te aguses, y del poder no abuses
A mi sin cojones, pues lo mal quita'o no luce
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Cantantes que tiraban, y llamaron to's pa hacer las paces
Ronkaban de maleantes, pero eran disfraces
Otros que decían, "Hector solo no la hace"
Que paso? Los cogí fuera de base
Vamo'a arreglar con Hector así cantamo' en to'a las discotecas
Ronkamos de maliante, el público nos cree las fekas
Feka, papi ustedes son dos clekas
Se visten de indios, pero la sangre no es azteca
Y voy a hablarte claro, y sin fantasmeo
Tu disco estubo charro, pero estubo cabrón el mercadeo
Y tu sabes porque tu no me haces ni un titubeo
Porque sabes que tengo el poder pa' bajarte el de'o
A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán
A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán
Dis que eres el más que vende, que si Tito que si falta
Que eres Al Capone, que has viaja'o más que un astronauta
Remember me? Jajaja
Pero dile al mundo entero que yo fui el que te di la pauta
O se te olvidó que mi estilo te presté
Tu no fueras 50 si yo no fuera Dr. Dre
Y no me ronkes que tu película ya me la sé
Tira un pié al bote, lechón que ahora es que es
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán
A los que se lucraron y con mi nombre se pautaron
Hector presentame y a cuenta de mi nombre se pegaron
Se la vivieron y se marcharon
Jajaja, viste que se escocotaron
A los que de mi comentan, y su envidia la alimentan
Al Father, un día de esto lo arrestan
Viste que mi éxito molesta
Dios mi corazón conoce, tus comentarios no me afectan
Padre nuestro que estás en el cielo
Santificado sea tu nombre
Hágase tu voluntad
Aquí en la Tierra, como en el cielo
No nos dejes caer en tentación
Y líbranos del mal
Perdona nuestras ofensas
Como también nosotros perdonamos
A los que nos ofenden
Aquí escucharon 18 temas de la vida real
18 temas de lo que siente mi corazón
Padre nuestro que estás en el cielo
Bendice a los que me saludan,
Pero por la espalda desean verme muerto
Bendice a todos los que me envidian mi exito
Y quisieran ver mi cabeza en mis tennis
Bendice a los que le di la vida
Y la fama le hizo olvidar sus raices
Bendice a los que cambiaron mi admistad
Por el fucking dinero
Bendice a los que se me viraron
Y hoy en día están sufriendo las consecuencias
Bendice a los que intentaron dañar mi nombre
Sin saber que están jugando con las habichuelas de mi familia
Bendice a mis hermanos del dolor
A mis guerreros, que dan la vida por mi y yo doy la vida por ellos
Bendice a los que le molesta verme caminando
Pues mi caminar los pisotea
Bendice a los colegas del género
Que la desesperación los lleva a atentar contra mi, pero siguen dando foul
Bendice a mis hermanos muertos, y a los vivos
Pues no saben quien va a ser el puerco que se les va a virar
Bendice a los que se comparan contigo
Y se olvidan de que Dios da y Dios quita
Bendice a todos los que escucharon mi disco
Y por ser tan envidiosos lo están criticando
Bendiceme a mí, Padre Celestial, que voy pa' la calle
Héchame la bendición
Hector "El Father"
Bad Boy
Jajajaja
Outro
Wherever they go, they'll leave without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never come back
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
Where are my homies who enjoyed the good life with me?
Things got tense, and they got caught
They didn't show their true colors, but they did
And I stayed calm because they kept their word
Cursed be the man who trusts another man
They were my homies because Hector had a name
They were two-faced, wearing strange masks
You think they were my homies, man, if I didn't sing?
And to that girl, the same one who wants all my cash
You're a cheap whore
I'm going off like fire in a can, 'cause the truth doesn't kill anyone
Watch out, 'cause at night I won't pull your legs
And without cowardice, listen, my mom used to say
But interest won out over the love she had for me
So you can get mad, and don't abuse your power
I don't give a damn, 'cause the bad removed doesn't shine
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
Singers who used to throw shade, called everyone to make peace
They bragged about being tough, but it was all a disguise
Others said, "Hector can't do it alone"
What happened? I caught them off guard
Let's fix this with Hector, so we can sing in all the clubs
We brag about being tough, the crowd believes the fakes
Fake, man, you two are just wannabes
Dressing like Indians, but your blood ain't Aztec
And I'm gonna be clear, no bullshit
Your album was lame, but the marketing was dope
And you know why you don't even stutter with me
'Cause you know I have the power to take you down
Wherever they go, they'll leave without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never come back
Wherever they go, they'll leave without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never come back
You say you're the biggest seller, that if Tito, that if missing
That you're Al Capone, that you've traveled more than an astronaut
Remember me? Hahaha
But tell the whole world I was the one who set the trend
Or did you forget that I lent you my style?
You wouldn't be 50 if I wasn't Dr. Dre
And don't front, 'cause I already know your story
Put a foot in the boat, pig, 'cause now it's on
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
Wherever they go, they'll leave without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never come back
To those who profited and used my name
Hector, introduce me, and they got famous off my name
They lived it up and then left
Hahaha, see how they crashed?
To those who talk about me, feeding their envy
Father, one of these days they'll arrest him
See how my success bothers them
God knows my heart, your comments don't affect me
Our Father who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy will be done
On Earth as it is in heaven
Lead us not into temptation
And deliver us from evil
Forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those
Who trespass against us
Here you heard 18 tracks about real life
18 tracks about what my heart feels
Our Father who art in heaven
Bless those who greet me,
But behind my back wish to see me dead
Bless all those who envy my success
And would love to see my head on my sneakers
Bless those I gave life to
And fame made them forget their roots
Bless those who traded my friendship
For fucking money
Bless those who turned on me
And today are suffering the consequences
Bless those who tried to tarnish my name
Not knowing they're playing with my family's livelihood
Bless my brothers in pain
My warriors, who give their lives for me and I give my life for them
Bless those who are bothered to see me walking
'Cause my walk tramples them
Bless my colleagues in the genre
That desperation leads them to try against me, but they keep fouling
Bless my dead brothers, and the living
'Cause they don't know who the pig is that will turn on them
Bless those who compare themselves to you
And forget that God gives and God takes away
Bless all those who listened to my album
And for being so envious are criticizing it
Bless me, Heavenly Father, 'cause I'm going out
Give me your blessing
Hector "El Father"
Bad Boy
Hahaha