Ey, ey, ey
As an altar boy, bigger a trapper
And a couple of more things that I did for money
I've never been faithful, ey, nor my barber
A super star, but human first
I have them running and I'm not a coach
But that's good, I force them to be better
Puerto fuckin Rico, We grew up in the heat
That is the detail that makes me a winner
In France I'm a damn composer
Haters don't feel it, my day was beautiful
But a shooting hurt me at the hands of a little white boy
And a dicksucker president who does not make a whistle
Black Lives Matter, Kobe rest in peace
2020 and racism is worse than COVID
A black man with a gun, and that's a criminal
But a little white man hooks it up and they say it's a hobby
What happened, Christian? Is Jesus no longer looking at us?
Or is it that you expect him to turn around to watch the güira?
I do have courage, that does not expire
The truth hurts them, They prefer the lie
But Little Richard was always better than Elvis
And the baby boomers for a long time are not babies
The woman did not come out of the man's rib
It was us that came out of their pelvis
They fight because they gave me the Composer of the Year
But not for what hurts us
By God, ma'am, there are more important things
Than to sit down and criticize the achievements of a singer
Like how to incite young people to be voters
And take the hell out of those that fucked us before
Above my career I put my people ahead
But there is always a brute who treats us as ignoramuses
The most important things
Like to fight for the rights of immigrants
Like yesterday another bastard murdered his lover
Like the American dream exists until you get up
And there's a bastard that they won't let you breathe
And that a badge is a license to kill
But being white is what makes you lethal
And that being black is what makes you white, ey
Easy To shoot,
And there's a bastard to go to church to pray
And run the risk that they might rape you
That is worse than sinning and I can't stop it because
If I could change the world, I swear to you I would
And if my money ended poverty, I would give it all
But no, the fault is not mine
Before I was born, all this already existed
We only have to teach and learn, live and grow
Understand that there will always be something that will not hurt
Have faith, believe that it will be possible
To be able to be me, let you be you
That is the best prize I can have