Se Van
Wisin
Damas y caballeros!
Bienvenidos a otro capitulo!
De la historia del reggaeton!
Los Benjamins!
Nosotros somos el dream team!
[Wise Da' Gangsta]
Socio, ando por la calle velando
No quiero fantasmeo, pa'
Mira, socio, no se meta en mi negocio
Ese tumba'o conmigo no va
Ando solea'o, con mi combo activa'o
Velando por si alguien tira un trambo
Un paso en falso te das, charlatán
Y te mueres (¡se van!)
[Zion]
Piensen bien si quieren guerrear conmigo
Estoy ready pa' comérmelos vivos
Tengo el dedo en el click
Solo es cuestión de quitar el seguro
Si quiero abuso
Piensen bien si quieren guerrear conmigo
Estoy ready pa' comérmelos vivos
Tengo el dedo en el click
Solo es cuestión de bajar el seguro
Solo hay un intento
[Daddy Yankee]
Mírenme, como un humilde se revela
El general de la vieja y de la nueva escuela
Si no sabes de historia es mejor que te calles
¿Quién viene matando aquí desde los tiempos de Playero
Cuando no había radio, video ni prensa
A mi me hizo la calle, a to's ustedes sus disqueras
Desde el principio mucha gente me han tira'o
Sigo vivo y respeta'o, nadie me ha apaga'o
Quieren sembrar el miedo como Jack the Ripper
Y ustedes meten mano, es verdad, pero en los zipper
Y no me importa si tienen combo, si tienen torta
A John Kennedy le dieron, papi, con to' y escolta
Mírenme, como un humilde se revela
El general de la vieja y de la nueva escuela
Hey, chamaco, no te envuelvas
Soy el único veterano que tiene la sangre nueva
Un gigante aquí, tanto así
Que solo le dan portada cuando hablan de mí
Me ven en BET, TRL por MTV, ¡please!
Pa' acá tú no podrás subir
¿Quieres llegar a mi nivel? Les daré dos soluciones
Cante más y no hable tanta mierda en sus canciones
Sigo subiendo everyday
El pasado, presente y futuro way
Si esto fuera la NBA
Fuera Dr. J, Jordan y Lebron James
[Wisin]
Abran paso al ministro, yo suministro
Yo controlo las calles y los gistros
El profesor Morera controlando la carretera
Postea'o en la escalera
Con la burra del cabo en madera
El enviado como Neo que anda aborreci'o
El que se me pegue de aquí se va partido
Entren y sáquenmelo del caserío
Que ando con la trulla y con los corta-frío
Que no te pille en un carrito de piraguas
Manso como Titi Chagua por el área de Caguas
Va haber lluvia de balas, cómprate un paraguas
Bobo, yo soy el capo, tu solo gritas Agua!
(¡El junte de los guerreros!)
(¡Los Benjamins!)
[Héctor 'El Father']
Usted es una rata, siga cantando pa' las gatas
Que en esto de la calle, papi, puedes ser mi chata
Trata, pa' meterte con la culata
Coge por la orilla o te vo'a sacar la guata
Quieres sentir la barroca, siga tirando balas locas
Soca', 'tas guerreando con el mothafucka'
Te tengo en coca, salte del carril que va la truck'a
Mamabicho, yo a usted no le quepo por la boca
[Yomo]
Te vo'a dar con mis becerros
Yo los mato como el Cerro
Mamahierro, hagan planes pa' su entierro
Mucho guille pa' después llamar los perros
Yo no le temo a la muerte, a la vida nunca me aferro
Yo soy de calle cria'o, muchas vidas he priva'o
Ando con una estrella en el pecho y la morena al la'o
Usted es un bobo cria'o, no sea tan caripela'o
Si no quiere que le vuele el pecho camine con cuida'o
[Franco 'El Gorila']
Déjense ver que quiero saber
Quien va a tumbarme el vuelo
Cada vez que salgo a to' estos viejos se les paran los pelos
Hipócritas, no me saluden, y rompan el hielo
Háblenme claro y pa'l duelo
Llego cortés, el de Morera y Veguilla, el que los trilla
En bolsa negra y camilla me fui a las millas
Como los cepilla, les da fuego y los levanta del piso
Si en pifia los pilla
[Don Omar]
(¡Ustedes son hijos míos!)
Raperos, calmen su brutality
Ustedes to's me pagan royalties
'Tan to's leídos no me hablen de loyalty
Yo se que to's envidian mi flow y mi versatility
Y no pueden con mi productivity
Ustedes conmigo no tienen ni una opportunity
Pues, compárense con mis capacity
Sigan mascando lo que Luny hace, el beat
Y Don te batea un hit
[Zion]
Vengan donde mi si me quieren ver morir
Verme en un ataúd no va a ser fácil
Solo hay un intento, enemy
Vengan donde mi si me quieren ver morir
Verme en un ataúd no va a ser fácil
Solo hay un intento, enemy
[Arcángel]
Ustedes suenan bien pero a veces ensorroso
El mío queda cabron, como siempre, maravilloso
Llegó la habilidad de cantar y rapear
Versatilidad y estilo difícil de copiar
La maravilla, el bajo mundo me aclama
Y entiendo que 'toy prepara'o para el dinero y la fama
Me critican porque el mejor de los novatos me creo
No es que me creo, es que ninguno igual a mi palabreo
Yo me destaco por ser entre ellos el primero
Papi, yo soy el favorito de los pirateros
Yo soy aquel que te mata
Y pa' hablarte claro, papi
El favorito de tu gata
De los dones y las doñitas
El mas que suena en las scooter y las motoritas
(¡Arcángel, pa'!)
(¡No te copies, papi!)
[Alexis]
Hoy mi peine caracol se va de gira
Hasta que no tumbe un par pa' atrás no vira
Mi pana, coja la orilla, póngase las zapatillas
Porque hoy vas a correr mas de una milla
(¿Quién es?) Súper A, gorra A
Cadena cubana con la A
Soy yo, criminal-criminal
Yo no protesto, mucho menos me molesto
Al que me tire le contesto
(¡Blam, blam!)
They're leaving
Wisin
Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome to another chapter!
From the history of reggaeton!
The Benjamins!
We are the dream team!
[Wise Da' Gangsta]
Partner, I'm walking around the streets keeping watch
I don't want any fantasies, man
Look, partner, don't interfere in my business
That swagger doesn't work with me
I'm sunny, with my combo active
Watching in case someone throws a tantrum
You're making a false move, charlatan
And you die (they leave!)
[Zion]
Think carefully if you want to go to war with me
I'm ready to eat them alive
My finger is on the click
It's just a matter of removing the insurance
If I want to abuse
Think carefully if you want to go to war with me
I'm ready to eat them alive
My finger is on the click
It's just a matter of lowering the insurance
There's only one try
[Daddy Yankee]
Look at me, how a humble man reveals himself
The general of the old and the new school
If you don't know history, it's best to keep quiet
Who's been killing people here since the time of Playero?
Back when there was no radio, video, or press
The streets made me, your record labels made you all
From the beginning, many people have tried to bring me down
I'm still alive and respected, nobody has extinguished me
They want to sow fear like Jack the Ripper
And you guys do your thing, it's true, but with the zippers
And I don't care if they have a combo, if they have cake
John Kennedy got it, papi, even with his entire escort
Look at me, how a humble man reveals himself
The general of the old and the new school
Hey, kid, don't get involved
I'm the only veteran with the new blood
A giant here, so much so
They only give it front-page coverage when they're talking about me
You can see me on BET, TRL on MTV, please!
You won't be able to come up here
Do you want to reach my level? I'll give you two solutions
Sing more and stop talking so much crap in your songs
I keep going up every day
The past, present and future way
If this were the NBA
Out with Dr. J, Jordan, and LeBron James
[Wisin]
Make way for the minister, I'll supply
I control the streets and the registries
Professor Morera controlling the road
Posted on the stairs
With the wooden donkey of the corporal
The envoy, like Neo, who is loathed
Anyone who gets close to me here will be kicked out
Go in and get him out of the village
I'm out with the cops and the cold-cutters
Don't let it catch you in a canoe cart
Meek as Titi Chagua in the Caguas area
There's going to be a hail of bullets, get an umbrella
Fool, I'm the boss, all you do is shout "Water!"
(The warriors' gathering!)
(The Benjamins!)
[Héctor 'El Father']
You're a rat, keep singing for the cats
In this street life, papi, you can be my girl
Try, to mess with the butt of your gun
Stay on the side or I'll rip your guts out
You want to feel the baroque, keep shooting crazy bullets
Soca', 'you're at war with the motherfucker'
I've got you on coke, get out of the lane, the truck's coming
Mamabicho, I don't fit in your mouth
[Yomo]
I'm going to get you with my calves
I kill them like the Hill
Mamahierro, make plans for your funeral
Lots of bragging, then calling the dogs
I am not afraid of death, but I never cling to life
I'm streetwise, I've taken many lives
I'm walking around with a star on my chest and the brunette by my side
You're a silly kid, don't be so cheeky
If you don't want your chest to explode, walk carefully
[Franco 'The Gorilla']
Let me see you, I want to know
Who's going to bring down my flight?
Every time I go out, all these old folks get goosebumps
Hypocrites, don't greet me, and break the ice
Speak to me clearly and let's get down to business
He arrived courteously, the one from Morera and Veguilla, the one who threshes them
In a black bag and on a stretcher, I went miles away
As he brushes them, he sets them on fire and lifts them off the floor
If he catches them in a blunder
[Don Omar]
(You are my children!)
Rappers, calm your brutality
You all pay me royalties
'So well-read, don't talk to me about loyalty'
I know everyone envies my flow and my versatility
And they can't touch my productivity
You don't stand a chance against me
Well, compare yourselves to my capacity
Keep chewing on what Luny does, the beat
And Don hits you a hit
[Zion]
Come to me if you want to see me die
Seeing myself in a coffin isn't going to be easy
There's only one attempt, enemy
Come to me if you want to see me die
Seeing myself in a coffin isn't going to be easy
There's only one attempt, enemy
[Archangel]
You guys sound good but sometimes deafening
Mine turns out awesome, as always, wonderful
The ability to sing and rap arrived
Versatility and a style that's hard to copy
The wonder, the underworld acclaims me
And I understand that I'm 'prepared' for money and fame
They criticize me because I think I'm the best of the rookies
It's not that I'm conceited, it's that no one can match my way with words
I stand out for being the first among them
Daddy, I'm the pirates' favorite
I am the one who kills you
And to speak frankly, papi
Your cat's favorite
Of the gifts and the little ladies
The one that's most commonly heard on scooters and small motorcycles
(Archangel, pa'!)
(Don't copy me, daddy!)
[Alexis]
Today my spiral comb is going on tour
He won't turn until he knocks a couple of them back
My friend, get to the side, put on your shoes
Because today you're going to run more than a mile
(Who is it?) Super A, cap A
Cuban chain with the letter A
It's me, criminal-criminal
I don't protest, much less am I annoyed
I'll answer whoever attacks me
(Blam, blam!)