Feliz Navidad 8

Austin, you're sleeping soundly
I just want to tell you
When did you become so dumb, so cowardly?
The years have slowed you down a bit
Do me a favor and wake up
Bastard, wake up
Hahaha, Austin, you've abandoned me
Don't you believe in me anymore?
I've always defended you, I've always been there for you
I've always, always (always), always eliminated dick-sniffers for you
For more than a decade
Remember?
I'm not mentioning them for you (no)
Where am I (where am I)?
You saved me (you saved me)
You abandoned me (you abandoned me–)
D-Note Is On The Beat
The Beatllionare
Uh-huh (hahaha)
Uh (hahaha, mm)!

And, as always, a merry Christmas (merry)
From the top floor of the building (oh)
Where there is no force of gravity (no)
And I've been here so long, it seems like I've cursed myself (what was it?)
I feel that I'm asphyxiated
Two million in assets and none of the diamonds are fictitious (no)
The Austin of before, the Austin of now (yeah)
The Austin whom outshines you all from afar (ha)
The same Austin who, if he gets back on the locomotive
The driving force is that we know who they are from the heart
Money? Check
Balls? Check (ah-ah)
As my brother Tali says (oh, hey)
We've located you, check, we're responding, check
And you end up as white as what's on the Cali cartel (yeah, woo)
Good evening, good afternoon, good morning (yes)
We're walking around with the lamp lit (ah)
Two or three were excited because the Goblin didn't come out
And me flying high around the world without Rosalía
My bad, I had to do it so I could find you
When you were picking your nose, I was getting paid (hey)
When everything for you was just a dream (dream)
I already owned this genre (ah)
La Ma, I'll bury you under the grass (ah-ah)
Everyone who knows you knows you suck me off (uh)
Don't brag about your power, you're not made for this drama (no)
Unfaithful ones, rot with everything and your fame (pro)
I'm still cold, I'm patrolling your block and mine
But why don't you come down? You're forbidden from doing so
You're not pleasant, giving it to you is like abusing a junkie
If it's up to me, come back and breathe, I don't mess with snitches (yeah)
Wow, they asked for it, I got so mad
The pencil is kicking like an R (rr)
Dude, are you a gangster?
But when, at the beginning or at the end (sycophant)?
I don't know about you, but I've never paid to get into Puerto Rico (never!)
I'm the eye of the Ouija board, you hear me, you vermin?
You don't realize you have a cop raising your daughter (oh)
You're not succeeding, bastard, you and I will never be the same (no)
I'm escorted by bandits, you're escorted by the feds (yes)
Oh, yeah, dude, am I a snitch? Oh, yeah?
Well, show us your brother RobGz's papers (I saw them)
The goblin already told me not to leave you alone
And that you're poisoning yourself by taking Fentanyl (smell it, f ggot, smell it)
Remember, I've been slaying you all by myself since I was a boy
Without having to put up with any little dick's nonsense
And go ahead and pay what you owe Tito (yes)
My money is fat and bulging, yours is finite (ending)
You don't have protection anymore, you're passing protection, blowpot (uh)
You see me and your ass bleeds, put in a tampon (hey)
I have a mixed-bullet gun, they explode like a string (prr!)
And I'm sending them all to your head (yes), you little dick-licker (prra!)

You never imagined
That you were going to be part of your favorite diss track saga (because you know), hahaha
How did he say it, brother (I'm your teacher, bastard)?
Merry Christmas, bunch of bastards, ha

We're back to the beginning
These bullets are going right through your tank (dude)
I hope you don't get locked out after this (please)
Bastard, when you were born, I was like twenty steps ahead (you know)
That's why I won't watch your gangster movie (never)
Balls? Check
Money? Check
And this stick has more grease than Mech-Tech (arr)
The jewelers have taken you for a fool, check (you know)
Charging you more and putting on fake diamonds (haha)
You're just a stupid idiot with delusions of being a thug (thug)
He's got your whole crew getting paid (man)
It has no credibility (np) since you paid to get into the heat (yeah, yeah)
Who are The Gods? (Yeah, yeah) one's a cop, the other's a big gay (haha, wuh)
I already broke your tribe, I'm still holding the trophy like El Dibu
Even Austin's socks are worth more than your Reebok outfit (obligatorily)
Real until death, bastard, you are not real
Your latest songs are from AI
You're staying in the quiri, prostituting AMIRI
You're a sucker, a dick-sniffer, Siri told me so
You're not the God of trap, you're a trili
And you like women with more miles than a Spirit plane (wuh)
In the Dominican Republic I always walk around with a gun in my hand
Because I have a Colombian who is a worm (worm)
Dude, I'm never shaking your hand again (neverland)
Because you're the Dominican R Kelly (pedophile, woo)
And is it a lie that you only sing with minors?
And is it a lie that you have an illness?
Is it a lie? You're not street, you don't run for anything
It's not a lie, I have the facts about your truth (prra!), Prra (whew)

So then (whew)
You, without having to do it at a level of humility
Gives his respect to a bastard (why did you give it to him?)
Each time he takes four mollies, he expires in a glass of foam (you've never been me)
He's into you, brother, haha (you've been a whore all along)
I don't understand what the obsession is, but don't get too excited (hehehe)
What you deserve is what I just did to you (punish him, punish him, nothing more)

How am I going to fight with a bastard who argues with my son?
Who doesn't have more money than me and looks like a lizard? (You know my offering)
And the other one was boasting at me from the street, you've got no balls
Sucker, you got yourself into trouble for carrying a gun (ah, I came back to you)
And so you brag, you neither get off nor get on
You and your stupid mafia can suck my dick (auh)
Hey, he's street, they caught him with a Glock
And as a prisoner, they harassed him and took away his Crocs (ooh)
You're a joke (joke)
Your boasting is really bad (bad)
You don't kill people, Emmanuelita, you don't (shoot)
If I were you, I'd turn off my phone, inhale and exhale (ah)
And if you go down to Puerto Rico, bring the bulletproof tank (bring it)
Sucker, I'm going to introduce you to your fines
You already have a Guinness record for sucking off big shots (how many is that?)
If you're really street, don't give so many details
And do something about those who shot up your house in Jardines (didn't you do anything?)
Damn, what are you going to do? You don't like killing (what is?)
You were the clown and the laughingstock of the FARC (mm-mm)
I've never paid for protection and that's never going to happen (no)
Literally, you're just a spineless, morally-bankrupt wretch
And this one is in the name of my brother Justin's saint (amen)
When they ask: Who killed you? Everyone shout: Austin!
The one who started it all, bastard

My favorite Spanish-language artist is Romeo (mm?)
And in English, my favorite rapper is 6ix9ine, just so you know

Hahaha, auh
Look how ironic life is (how is it?)
That's the same one who's teaching your daughter to swim (in Punta Cana)
Let's go, dick-sniffer (on a yacht), hahahahaha (wuh)
What is he? Your favorite rapper (also)?
Your enemy, and your buddy (oh, oh)?
What the hell is that? Wow
But I'm not your favorite rapper?
What a circle of love, hahahahaha (what a circle of love)
Ow!
Marizon, motherfucker
And listen to what I'm going to tell you (tell you)
Before you call me a snitch, bastard
Remember when you were scared shitless in Puerto Rico
The one who was walking around with police (yes) and federal agents as an escort was you (I remember)
And those suckers who are calling me a snitch didn't say anything to you
He even had an ambulance with him (ah)
What a joke (just in case something happened, you know)
Can you insult me (haha), or am I supposed to stay quiet (haha)?
Damn, those times have changed (look, damn)
And even more so if you're the ones who are broke (I'll tell you something), hahaha
Bastard
Santurce is with me when the bell rings (yes, sir)
But you, illegitimate son (prra!), Bastard of Torres de Sabana (okay, okay)
Because you're not from there (stop, stop)
You're from Calle Ancha, from Country Club, from the back (from the back)
You were going there to smoke marijuana, bastard (yeah, for the new generation)
Don't believe me? Give me a break, okay
Man, I represent one of the finest crews of Puerto Rico
I am Juth and you recognize my voice
I am a legend of Torres de Sabana
And I maintain that you do not represent him
Just so you know, okay? Haha
Arca, do what you want
Hello? Hello? Oh
I called myself, haha
Do you want me to tell you what I think of you, dude?
Go
Drinker, sucker, son of a big whore
That's enough, I'm tired of you, hahaha
Ha-ha-ha
I'll go, you bastard, I'll go
Yessir
AKA Archangel: The Marvel, your teacher, yeah
I'll find the videos where it says that
But like you're crazy, bastard
And you think we have to suck it
Lies, devilish lies, haha
Direct from La Calma Suite, yessir
Santurce in the house, Puerto Rock, shit
Where are you from? Well, that's debatable now
It's okay, you are Puerto Rico
But Puerto Rico doesn't want you
You're in Miami, you're messing around
You have a couple of people who are with you, living it up with you
And that just goes to show that his street business isn't doing very well
Hahaha, no need to mention you, bi
If your name is as bad as your pocket, there's no need to mention you
Your pocket is there, haha
Yeah
In the name of the Father (Christmas), and of the Son (merry Christmas)
And of the Holy Spirit, and of Justin (the Eight), amen (eight)
The Beatllionare