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Daddy Feat Tempo
Tempo Feat Daddy
:

They recognize my
You feel the in stress
Tas for pressure
!
Or me !


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and
the maximum exponent

I am the living
in heart
I am the of Ponce as
the late Hector
I seen for my lyrics
my changed
But was the meat locked
the spirit not
I am and my memory is
such that
that you can not delete
And was what I did I
In this genre that
problem at the beginning
But I God and Daddy Yankee is immense
But at first it was , one
amazing
it or not so
is that I am not in the
By that cushions your
I did one
But are now
readily
Other had to be ,
a in
and in his struggle
selected Tempo !

God my mother, all my blood ,
all my
I ask you to and I the
them from death
If you are my supreme judge the truth
Here are , corruption , oppression, anger,
racism in
abuse of

The has the power, depends
mass now
understand
Counting the of the neighborhood where I was born
I am who I am so my
can eat
My is firm with silence
David
I can not the name
I stained a
Who lives , discrimination , and if crime
So are the in the world
it is
resent the brightness of
our
The way we and
we grew
between
I will not that persecution is

What them is that
will this rapper pa Lante
There are molesters ,
who rob the people
Shackle give the
leave loose
One is innocent
prove
But we are
the we sound on the radio
...

God my mother,
all my blood,
all my
I ask you to and I
You should keep them death
If you are my judge tell the truth
Here are corruption , oppression,
anger, racism in government abuse of

for a while
back is not even of my white
from which there was no evidence
No context me
and for my insolence
What me to be so
were the
I lose patience
because I am and blood
Prisoner, do not at the clock in the process
It slows the and street awaits
And mouse exploit your
cats as they
I as a revolutionary leader
To the I was a threat in the neighborhood
That with my lyrics could manipulate
And start a
the federal
They it could be like
as the floor and
By
in I sing
And he was
more time
But it ceases to be real
Never being TEMPO !

God my mother, to all
my , all my people
I ask you to and I
You should them from death
If you are my supreme tell the truth
Here are hatred , corruption, oppression , anger ,
in government abuse of

You

They have to deal with this
Tale of
up
Making
we are not afraid to speak
what we in the heart
That is the difference of the
and


This is our song of
we have rights to
exprecion free because I'm
292 months it by 12 is equal

You you
Tempo
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