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PACQUIAO (BULERIAS) (feat. Israel Fernández)

Omar Montes

PACQUIAO (BULERIAS) (part. Israel Fernández)

Quien dice conocerme
Y e' el que habla de má'
En medio 'e tanta gente
Preso de la soledad

Yo
De niño aprendí a levantarme, alguno' golpe' me dolieron
Gracias a Dios tenía siempre la mano fuerte de mi abuelo
Tal vez fueron cosas de niño', tal vez yo no entendía el juego

Aprendí con la ley del más fuerte y mе hice fuerte dеsde pequeño
Salí de melisa pa'l gym, con el saco me encontré
Maestro' que me enseñaron a levantarme ante' de caer
Un abrazo pa'l David que no me dejó perder

Pudieron faltar las venda', pero nunca faltó pa' comer
Dos cursos repetí, aunque no era complica'o
Prefería pasar mi tiempo viendo los KO de Manny Pacquiao
La vida me puso a elegir, ser padre me llegó primero

Antes no tenía pa' juguete'
Ahora juego en el Jeep con asiento' de cuero-o-o
Venimo' de bajo cero
Siendo felices con na'

No nos importa el dinero
Si lo ganamos, es a mitad
No todos lo consiguieron
Firmaron con la maldad

Me tuve que ganar el respeto
Muchos no creyeron, y
Doy la mano a quien ayer
Me miraba desde lejos

Me tomaron por marioneta
Pero yo a la meta llegaba el primero
Capaz de dejarme la piel
Nunca hice ningún papel
Todos me visteis crece-e-er

El dinero pierde su valor
Si no tengo con quién compartir
Con una mano cuento quien son
Los que están junto a mí

El dinero pierde su valor
Si no tengo con quién compartir
Con una mano cuento quien son
Los que están junto a mí

PACQUIAO (BULERIAS) (feat. Israel Fernández)

Who says they know me
And is the one who talks the most
In the middle of so many people
Prisoner of loneliness

I
As a child, I learned to get up, some blows hurt me
Thank God I always had my grandfather's strong hand
Maybe they were childish things, maybe I didn't understand the game

I learned with the law of the strongest and I became strong from a young age
I left the neighborhood for the gym, I found the punching bag
Teachers who taught me to get up before falling
A hug for David who didn't let me lose

There may have been shortages, but there was never a lack of food
I repeated two grades, although it wasn't complicated
I preferred to spend my time watching Manny Pacquiao's knockouts
Life made me choose, being a father came first

Before I didn't have toys
Now I play in the Jeep with leather seats
We come from below zero
Being happy with nothing

We don't care about money
If we earn it, it's shared
Not everyone achieved it
They signed with evil

I had to earn respect
Many didn't believe, and
I shake hands with those who yesterday
Watched me from afar

They took me for a puppet
But I reached the goal first
Capable of giving my all
I never played a role
You all saw me grow

Money loses its value
If I have no one to share with
I can count on one hand who
Are the ones beside me

Money loses its value
If I have no one to share with
I can count on one hand who
Are the ones beside me