Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song En el Callejón, artist - Don Omar.
Date of issue: 25.03.2021
Song language: Spanish
En el Callejón(original) |
En El Callejon |
Hey Yo |
Arcangel pa |
Bandoleros Flow |
Echo |
(Envuelto |
Desde chamakito en el callejon |
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon |
Lo malo me llamaba |
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba) |
(Envuelto desde chamakito en el callejon |
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon |
Lo malo me llamaba |
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba) |
Yo no puedo permitir |
Ke venga un loko y me vacee un cartucho |
Naah yo soy la esperanza de muchos |
Tengo amistades ke se alegran |
Cuando voy hacia adelante |
Y aunke la calle esta mala |
Tratare de ser cantante |
Primero, poner mi gente alante |
Por ke usted conecte un palo |
Muchos tratan de tirarte el guante |
Muchos q dicen tu puño no aguanto |
Pero me mantendre campiando mientras tanto |
De ves en cuando |
Hablo con dios y no contesta |
Le pido por mi vida |
Y por q el dia amanesca |
Gracias le doy a el por darme |
El flow verdadero |
Ke mas puedo dar si desde ke naci |
Soy bandolero |
Desde pekeño fui sincero |
Y aprendi ke las cosas bin hechas |
Hay ke hacerlas con esmero |
Si se mueven kedaran prisioneros |
Del flow malicioso vendecido por dios |
Desapareciendolos |
(Envuelto |
Desde chamakito en el callejon |
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon |
Lo malo me llamaba |
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba) |
(Envuelto |
Desde chamakito en el callejon |
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon |
Lo malo me llamaba |
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba) |
Yo no fronteo |
Soy un ser humano imperfecto |
Los cual les pone claro q tengo muchos defectos |
Lirical soy un arkitecto |
Fabrico torres de rimas |
Q te pasan por en cima y te riman |
Mientras ustedes me tiran |
Mis neuronas macrinan |
Prendo un fily y en vez de matarlas |
Yo le doy vida |
Muchos hablan y con escucharlo no se mueren |
Tengo flow pa repartirles a los q no tienen |
Diganme ke kieren si cuando tiran no pueden |
No aguantan se dan golpes contra las paredes |
Y se molestan criaron famas |
Se acostaron a dormir y les paso |
El nene a todos ustedes |
Yo voy al grano sin mucho corte |
Sin mucho detalle |
Mami dijo je no sirvo pues voy pa la calle |
En busca de akel papel con las caras verdes |
Ando en busca de lo mio dudo puedan detenerme |
(Envuelto |
Desde chamakito en el callejon |
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon |
Lo malo me llamaba |
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba) |
(Envuelto |
Desde chamakito en el callejon |
Siempre me ha gustado el bacilon |
Lo malo me llamaba |
Mientras por los callejones de mi isla traficaba) |
Hey yo |
Arcangel pa |
Un bandolero reportandose |
Ya tu sabes pa |
Don |
Echo yo |
Un bandolero de los uevos se reporta |
(translation) |
In the alley |
Hey me |
archangel pa |
Flow Crossbody Bags |
Threw out |
(Wrapped |
From chamakito in the alley |
I have always liked the bacilon |
the bad called me |
While through the alleys of my island I trafficked) |
(Wrapped from chamakito in the alley |
I have always liked the bacilon |
the bad called me |
While through the alleys of my island I trafficked) |
I can not allow |
Let a loko come and empty a cartridge for me |
Naah I am the hope of many |
I have friends who are happy |
when i go forward |
And even though the street is bad |
I will try to be a singer |
First, put my people forward |
For ke you connect a stick |
Many try to throw the gauntlet at you |
Many who say your fist I can't stand |
But I'll keep camping in the meantime |
from time to time |
I talk to God and he doesn't answer |
I ask for my life |
And why the day dawns |
I thank him for giving me |
the true flow |
What more can I give if since I was born |
I'm a bandit |
Since childhood I was sincere |
And I learned that things are well done |
You have to do them carefully |
If they move kedaran prisoners |
Of the malicious flow sold by God |
disappearing them |
(Wrapped |
From chamakito in the alley |
I have always liked the bacilon |
the bad called me |
While through the alleys of my island I trafficked) |
(Wrapped |
From chamakito in the alley |
I have always liked the bacilon |
the bad called me |
While through the alleys of my island I trafficked) |
I do not confront |
I am an imperfect human being |
Which makes it clear that I have many defects |
Lyrical I am an arkitect |
I make towers of rhymes |
That they pass you over and they rhyme |
While you guys throw me |
my neurons macrinate |
I light a file and instead of killing them |
I give him life |
Many speak and with listening they do not die |
I have flow to distribute to those who do not have |
Tell me ke kieren if when they shoot they can't |
They can't stand it, they hit the walls |
And they bother they raised fames |
They went to sleep and I passed them |
the baby y'all |
I go to the point without much cutting |
without much detail |
Mommy said je I'm not good so I'm going to the street |
In search of akel paper with green faces |
I'm looking for what's mine, I doubt they can stop me |
(Wrapped |
From chamakito in the alley |
I have always liked the bacilon |
the bad called me |
While through the alleys of my island I trafficked) |
(Wrapped |
From chamakito in the alley |
I have always liked the bacilon |
the bad called me |
While through the alleys of my island I trafficked) |
Hey me |
archangel pa |
A bandit reporting |
you already know pa |
Don |
I miss |
A bandit from the new ones reports |