Desahogo (Regueton Viejo) - Reggaetones

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya

Se me ponen el cinturón y se me aguantan

Y dice

Yo no lloro, si caigo me levanto del lodo

Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo

No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas

Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'

Yo no lloro, si caigo me levanto del lodo

Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo

No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas

Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'

Okay, esta canción no es pa' pegarme más

Lo necesario es necesario, lo que no hace falta esta de más

Me desahogo porque el mundo me provoca

Me sale por los poros si me tapan esta boca

Y empiezo por los que me preguntaron

Vico C, ¿Ahora que vas a sacar que te tiraron?

Que hasta de tu vida personal hablaron

Tu nombre usaron, filósofo, contigo se pasaron

Yo les contesto que si llevo 15 años

Cantándoles en contra de las cosas que hacen daño

Como pretenden que por un guerra tonta

De tanto buen mensaje que he graba’o me vaya en contra

Tú crees que yo no tengo suficiente lírica

Para defenderme y a cualquiera darle clínica

Pero mis letras no se tratan de eso

Mi misión con la gente tiene mucho más de peso

Y no es que me guille de pastor

Pero acepta que este género esta fuera de control

Todo es sexo, todo es violencia, por competencia

Y yo como buen padre, voy a cuidar mi descendencia

También de los anuncios que se exhiben

Como el de la Coors Lights que dice: «El cuerpo te la pide»

Como diciendo: «Mi veneno te hace falta

Compra mi producto, tripea, brinca, y salta»

Y ahí se fue un auspicio menos

Pues, cuando arranco diciendo la verdad no tengo freno

Bueno, perdona si te estoy incomodando

Pero no estoy tirando, me estoy desahogando

Yo no lloro, si caigo me levanto del lodo

Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo

No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas

Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'

Yo no lloro, si caigo me levanto del lodo

Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo

No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas

Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'

Los políticos que matan por su posición

Que los raperos nos tenían en persecución

Al percatarse de que el pueblo quiere vacilón

Ahora hicieron sus campañas con reggaeton

Así cualquiera, señor, ya sabemos lo que traman

Nos usan pa' ganar, después nos tiran cuando ganan

Ahí es que podemos ver la verdad

Que trabajan por el voto, no por la sociedad

No les importa las vidas que en el barrio se han perdido

Y pa' ganar las elecciones van al caserío

Abrazan a mi abuela, saludan a mi tío

Pero los pasados cuatro años estaban escondidos

Hermano, usted que dice ser cristiano

Cuando vez un vagabundo ¿Por qué no le das la mano?

Le dices de lejitos «Dios te bendiga»

Pero no sacas ni un pesito pa' llenarle la barriga

Mira, te están mirando desde arriba

El evangelio no se trata de gastar saliva

Si quieres que te escuche, tienes que darle vida

Y darle un buen abrazo aunque esté muriendo 'e SIDA

A la televisión, ¿qué te pasó, papá?

Que si no enseñas una orgía no estas en na'

Vete y camina por la calle, mira como está

Y no digas que no tienes que ver con su maldad

Es la verdad, aunque se me escondan y lo nieguen

No voy a ser hipócrita pa' que mis discos peguen

Pues yo no pertenezco a los cantantes que les temen

Que dicen cualquier cosa con tal de que los suenen

Yo no lloro, si caigo me levanto del lodo

Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo

No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas

Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'

Yo no lloro, si caigo me levanto del lodo

Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo

No tienen que venir aquí a ponerme pilas

Diciendo las verdades me dicen el killa'

Ahora, busca el alcoholado y sóbate

Te lo dije que la tenia pesá', verdad

Yo, Echo

(Saco el bolígrafo y me desahogo)

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya

They put the belt on me and they hold me

And says

I don't cry, if I fall I get up from the mud

I take out the pen and let off steam

They don't have to come here to give me batteries

Telling the truths they tell me the killa'

I don't cry, if I fall I get up from the mud

I take out the pen and let off steam

They don't have to come here to give me batteries

Telling the truths they tell me the killa'

Okay, this song is not to hit me more

What is necessary is necessary, what is not needed is more

I let off steam because the world provokes me

It comes out through my pores if they cover my mouth

And I start with those who asked me

Vico C, now what are you going to get that they threw at you?

That they even talked about your personal life

They used your name, philosopher, with you they passed

I tell them that I have been 15 years

Singing them against the things that hurt

As they pretend that for a silly war

From so many good messages that I have recorded or I go against

You think I don't have enough lyrics

To defend myself and give anyone a clinic

But my lyrics are not about that

My mission with the people has much more weight

And it's not that guille me as a shepherd

But accept that this genre is out of control

Everything is sex, everything is violence, for competition

And I, as a good father, am going to take care of my offspring

Also of the advertisements that are displayed

Like the one on Coors Lights that says: "Your body asks for it"

As if to say: "You need my poison

Buy my product, trip, jump, and jump»

And there went one less sponsorship

Well, when I start telling the truth I have no brake

Well, sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable

But I'm not pulling, I'm letting off steam

I don't cry, if I fall I get up from the mud

I take out the pen and let off steam

They don't have to come here to give me batteries

Telling the truths they tell me the killa'

I don't cry, if I fall I get up from the mud

I take out the pen and let off steam

They don't have to come here to give me batteries

Telling the truths they tell me the killa'

Politicians who kill for their position

That the rappers had us in pursuit

Realizing that the people want to vacilón

Now they did their campaigns with reggaeton

So anyone, sir, we already know what they're up to

They use us to win, then they throw us when they win

That's where we can see the truth

Who work for the vote, not for society

They don't care about the lives that have been lost in the neighborhood

And to win the elections they go to the village

They hug my grandmother, say hello to my uncle

But the past four years were hidden

Brother, you who claim to be a Christian

When you see a bum, why don't you shake his hand?

You tell him from afar «God bless you»

But you don't get a single peso to fill his belly

Look, they're looking down on you

The gospel is not about wasting saliva

If you want me to listen to you, you have to bring it to life

And give him a good hug even if he's dying of AIDS

On television, what happened to you, dad?

That if you don't show an orgy you're not in na'

Go and walk down the street, see how it is

And do not say that you have nothing to do with his evil

It's the truth, even if they hide from me and deny it

I'm not going to be a hypocrite so that my records hit

Well I don't belong to the singers who fear them

They say anything as long as they sound like them

I don't cry, if I fall I get up from the mud

I take out the pen and let off steam

They don't have to come here to give me batteries

Telling the truths they tell me the killa'

I don't cry, if I fall I get up from the mud

I take out the pen and let off steam

They don't have to come here to give me batteries

Telling the truths they tell me the killa'

Now, find the booze and rub yourself

I told you that I was weighing her down, right

I echo

(I take out the pen and let off steam)