Somos de Calle
Daddy Yankee
We're from the Streets
You know we’re from the streets, we got grit and heart
Feel the fire, I set the rules of the game
'Cause we’re from the streets, we got grit and heart
Feel the fire, I set the rules of the game
Play it straight or we’ll go illegal
This business, man, don’t take it personal
And I know you’re here today, my dude
And I don’t know if you’ll be here tomorrow 'cause you’re tough
What do you want? I know what you want
Money, money is what everyone wants
You greedy bastard, you’ll see your end from ambition
Ambition is the first step to betrayal
Yeah, man, that’s why they blow it up
'Cause you can’t bite the hand that feeds you
Here, you can’t break a man’s word
'Cause with your life, they might just collect
Don’t ruin your record, man, with a loser
The laws of the street aren’t the same as in court
Here, the judges hand down sentences with fire
In duels where there’s no deal or comfort
You know we’re from the streets, we got grit and heart
Feel the fire, I set the rules of the game
'Cause we’re from the streets, we got grit and heart
Feel the fire, I set the rules of the game
Some are born to lead, others to follow
The latter is your biggest fan
Time passes and they demand positions
You teach them something and they want to give instructions
Jumping around, backstabber
You forgot when you asked me for a favor
I’m not throwing in your face what I did for you
I’m just reminding you that you’re no good
No matter what happens, I never turn my back
Nor betray a brother or partner for a skirt
They get caught up in nonsense and let you down
They think they deserve it and they’re fooling themselves
And on the street, they’d eat you alive
The DA pressured you with technicalities
You ended up sitting in the witness chair
(Man, what a nice name you gave to the hood)
You know we’re from the streets, we got grit and heart
Feel the fire, I set the rules of the game
'Cause we’re from the streets, we got grit and heart
Feel the fire, I set the rules of the game