Tell me Bryant, damn it
The untouchables, the illuminati
If you're scared, snitch, damn it
You're my brother, damn it, anyone who disrespects you
We'll light a Roman candle in their face, brr

Come down here
If you want to see my funeral
Come down here
I have money and soldiers ready for war
You know where I hang out
Damn, you're looking for a gunshot

Come down here
If you want to see my funeral
Come down here
I have money and soldiers ready for war
You know where I hang out
Damn, you're looking for a gunshot
Come down here (No-No-Noriel)

I don't deal with insects
I curse the mother of anyone who turns their back
They talk about loyalty and don't even know what it means
Turn your back and they already want to jump you
That's why I never change the system
I was born in the street and I'll stay in the street until I die
Only call me if you want problems
Or come down to the nuns, to the school, Monte Hatillo or Cantera
I'm with an AK and Killer with an R
After us, tell me who the hell is in charge here in PR
We face them and they freeze
Be careful, the killer might catch you hanging out on the 6-5
I'm clear like a father
These people boast about loyalty, but we know they're snitches
They live under a tunnel like El Chapo
If they know that in the street and music we are the bosses

Come down here
If you want to see my funeral
Come down here
I have money and soldiers ready for war
You know where I hang out
Damn, you're looking for a gunshot

Come down here
I have an AK with two hundred-round magazines for war
I'm a badass, I'll never back down
The devil and death follow my steps
Damn, we're going to give you a gunshot
Come down here

Damn, if I call Finito
They'll find you lying in Vega Baja or Aibonito
You're not Pablo Emilio
You won't have time to call for help
If Baby catches you with the vigilantes
If you don't want problems, damn, why are you looking for them
Dude, I'll never back down
I'll put the Draco on your neck
And if you provoke me, Cuco will give you a hundred in the wig
Hypocrite, you have two faces
You talk as if you pull the trigger
Yours never show their face
Dude, I don't hang with strange people
Damn, all my crew shoots (brr)
Monster, if you touch me, it'll cost you
Here you're either in the dark or you're clear
I don't wear a mask
Anyone who comes here in strange cars
Will get shot from the windows to the rims

Come down here
If you want to see my funeral
Come down here
I have money and soldiers ready for war
You know where I hang out
Damn, you're looking for a gunshot

Come down here
I have an AK with two hundred-round magazines for war
I'm a badass, I'll never back down
The devil and death follow my steps
Damn, we're going to give you a gunshot
Come down here

Ah, no-no-noriel
Tell me Myers
Bryant Myers
Tell these people if they're really from the street
To come down to the nuns
Or to Monte Hatillo, or to Cantera
Tell me Santana, the Golden Boy
The golden boy
Tell me Javish, damn it
The damn street is ours
Jonniel
Jay Anthon
We are golden, damn it
We are real
You all are fake

Tell me Noriel, I'm tired of all the hypocrites, damn it
The damn hypocrisy in this damn genre
I'm crazy for whoever it is to slip up, I'll let them have it in music and in the street
It's always the same crap, talking crap here, there, with this one, the other
Dude, after the mess, have one in front and they do nothing, they don't know what the hell to do
They come to greet you, "Hey, tell me Bryant, what's up, all good?" all good, sucker
I'm crazy for you to dare, dude, don't greet me
Don't greet me, if you talk crap about me
If you talk crap, dude, don't greet me when you see me around, damn it
If you talk crap, tell me, sucker, so I can let you have it, son of a bitch
If you talk crap about me, have a problem with me, something that bothers you about me?
Tell me, sucker, to resolve it, however you want, we'll resolve it however you want, damn it
I'm ready for anything, and my people? It's all clear
Here it's white with white and black with black, sucker
Tell me baby, tell me grandpa, tell me Pi, Cuco

(Tell me Anuel, we are untouchable
From the federal to the vigilantes, and from the vigilantes to the six)

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