Antonio Aguilar Llegando A Ti Lyrics English Translation
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Come on, we're sharpening the knives, come on
The knife sharpener arrived
The sharpener has arrived at his home, at the door of his house
The knife is sharpened, the sharpener in your own home
Verse 1
The time has come for a combo of thousands on motorboats
Patrolling 24 hours a day, hearty Puerto Rican
With your fist up, to the conquest
A Marist asshole is not going to mess with us
According to this compadre, my ma'i along with all the women
They are just as whores as their mother
You are not a son of the cane field, scum
You are the son of the most corrupt bastard in history
Excuse my expressions
But like Ricky, I'm releasing the tensions
I give fire to the Fortress as it is supposed to
And the next day I go to church to be forgiven
You better not want to try what we are made of
Here in El Monte we inherit the same breast
Your apologies are drowned in the rainwater
In houses that still have no roof
You did not inherit a chest, you inherited a heritage
And the demons chase you at night
In the family you killed, you destroyed a marriage
This is for Lilliam and his son Juan Antonio
This is for you to wake up
This is for the four thousand six hundred and forty-five deaths
The hypocrisy of the country in general
Throwing stones in Venezuela is good, but in Puerto Rico it is wrong
This goes for international artists
And the little flags of Puerto Rico on social networks?
None of us supposed bandits
He is accused of fraud, theft or money laundering
With everything these politicians have stolen
We paint the walls of the entire Caribbean
And although this doesn't sit well with people
To tell you in a chat, that's why I say it up front
They go to the hamlets, to the drug points
They break their houses and no one advocates for them
We do the same without delicacy
We raid these criminals in Fortaleza
If the entire town wants you to leave, darn it
And you stay, then we are in dictatorship
Only your wife, the former model, supports you
The one who thinks that One Hundred Years of Solitude was written by Coelho
And so are the few who follow you, brutes
But don't worry, sharpening knives takes a minute
We are the roar of the Puertorro flag with all its fabrics
Demanding your resignation, so that no one gets hurt
All the world united, the color of your party does not matter
This came out early so you can have it for breakfast
Fury is the only party that unites us
Chorus 1
Let's go sharp' like knives'
Sparking until reaching the edge
You have to pull out the weeds from the plantation
So that no one takes advantage of what is mine
Verse 2
The people can't stand any more injustice
'He's tired of your lies and manipulating the news'
all the combos, the hamlets, we are our militia
You don't make us stupid anymore
You are a corrupt person who takes advice from corrupt people
Start to hell and go away
And welcome the 'I don't leave' generation
And maybe you speak in your group like I do in mine
But I don't have hidden public funds
I don't laugh at the death of Puerto Ricans
P.R. She's pissed, Ricky, you're pissed
And let all continents find out
That Ricardo Rosselló is incompetent
Homophobic, liar, criminal
Nobody loves you, not even your own people
We're going to set your cabinet on fire
The puppets, put away the cuts and take out the machetes
The cradle of the babies, no one messes with the Puerto Rican
All the walls say 'Ricky, go away'
And it's not vandalism
Vandalism is that we throw ourselves
For defending those who led us to the abyss
Vandalism is that they always vote for the same people
And all the education kids are stolen
While schools close and children do not have a classroom
It's time to get the rats out
Let Ricky leave, let the other one leave, let Tata leave
And it's not about talking bad in conversations
I speak evil in my house and in all my songs
It's about the fact that you have lied to the people with balls
That you hid the deaths with everyone and the wagons
And you made fun of us with other motherfuckers
And you made the whole country cringe
Manipulation, corruption, conspiracies
Ricky, resign and ask your ma'i to forgive you
I don't; I don't
Chorus 2
Let's go sharp' like knives'
Sparking until reaching the edge
You have to pull out the weeds from the plantation
So that no one takes advantage of what is mine
Let's go sharp' like knives'
Sparking until reaching the edge
You have to pull out the weeds from the plantation
So that no one takes advantage of what is mine
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