TIGUERE DK Lyrics English Translation by Rochy RD
Alcaldia Studios
There’s a lot of stuff the crazy one has done
It’s not three or four albums supposedly (That’s all in one go)
You guys don’t create the repertoire
Listen to how it goes, wa wa wa
Since Nico Clínico, you haven’t dropped a hit
I have nothing against you, what’s your issue?
You’re a little traitor and paying for that sentence
From music, all you have is the house and the chain
Eury Mato’ doesn’t help you, not even out of pity
Only at Patronale’, you’ve seen some good stages
You haven’t done a concert, not even filled a court
If Lapi’ had been different, he’d stop and give you your shots
But that’s what you want; you’re defeated, that hurts you
Jey One, who just came out, is already passing you with his Mercedes
Tell me what you have; a big chain?
Apart from that, you look like gum stuck to any clothes
Fancy feet and the high heels
The guy who won’t walk on foot, not even on Luperón
Making crooked dembows, tasteless
Pop a couple of pills, and let’s take a spin to Chon
So you can feel the heat of the neighborhood
They’re singing about it now, but I’m living the system every day
Breakers, hitmen, the big cat, the high-heeled guy
They’re upset because I made millions from the hood
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
If I stop for you, you know it’s going to escalate
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
I don’t show them all these guns because they’ll come looking for me
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
If I stop for you, you know it’s going to escalate
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
I don’t show them all these guns because they’ll come looking for me
Another diss talking about visas and cocaine
Point out that I filled the Palace and made them rich
Today, I’m not going to The World; today, I’m thinking of recording an album
I’m always on top; that’s why I torment you
A hundred years singing, and they don’t copy you in Puerto Rico
You have some weird issue; I can quickly identify it
They’re making fun because I crashed a hundred and something
Buddy, I have everything I need
I have God’s blessings and more than a hundred written songs
I know you’re on the decline; I’ll make the lyrics easy for you
Big, the dreadlocks, but you don’t rap like Lito
Lapi’ was right; you won’t surpass being a small-timer
I only hit you because Jesus Christ sent me
You’re against my visa, knowing I need it
They’ll die standing when that little break comes
Everyone’s against me; better throw me in as a team
Buddy, I turned into a terror, with two thousand dollars from D Pipo
Today, I’m a composer who can compete even with Benito
Put away that gun; you haven’t fired a shot
Good for you; you can’t last even two months in Lo’ Azulito’
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
If I stop for you, you know it’s going to escalate
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
I don’t show them all these guns because they’ll come looking for me
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
If I stop for you, you know it’s going to escalate
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
I don’t show them all these guns because they’ll come looking for me
Because I am a living legend, take care of me like a treasure
“The best on the planet,” they gave me that nickname
I have no doubts; faith achieves everything
From Los Fraile’ to Herrera, I went to close deals where El Goldo Oro
You’re a copy of El Mono, but the cheap version
You like to break codes; I hate snitches
You only wear a coat; buy clothes; you don’t spend
Lapi’ raised your kids with recordings of “Palomo En Lata”
You mentioned the deceased; there you messed up
Since then, in the genre, you’re “Shelow La Rata”
The pot has you quick; I’m going to make you sound
Ungrateful, accept that El Conciente is your daddy
You grew up in Herrera, but you don’t look like you’re from there
Everyone there has flow, and you don’t fit in with anything
I’m taking it easy on you; I don’t want to humiliate you
I replied so you wouldn’t doubt my loyalty
Free Waldo Calle, you know what I’m telling you, right?
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
If I stop for you, you know it’s going to escalate
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
I don’t show them all these guns because they’ll come looking for me
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
If I stop for you, you know it’s going to escalate
They say thug, what? Thug of what?
I don’t show them all these guns because they’ll come looking for me