Pecador [English translation]

I'm the Residente

The highest exponent of sin

I'm lucky

If they knew what's in my head

They'd give me the death penalty

I'm not a Christmas candy inside a stocking

I'm not cookies and cream

I'm the one who goes to your house to piss in your garden

Even if I don't have anyone to fight, I'm always in the ring

I've fucked up, but I always land on my feet

As you like it everywhere I keep standing out

Let he who is free of sin throw the first stone

I get deep when I'm drunk

And I scare them because they know that I'm armed

With my fingers on the computer

Making friction with the keyboard

Spitting lyrics on the computer

In the notebook or on the napkin

I'm more dangerous than a religious fanatic with two shotguns

I hear voices every time I turn off the lights

When I ask myself what you don't ask yourself

For that sometimes the verses that I write

Make it so that the nails of the cross come out of Jesus Christ

I'm Jack in The Shining

A lyrical ripper, a predator

The one who puts them in the dining room

On top of the cutting board and eats them without a fork

I'm the doors in an elevator

When they don't open in the middle of an earthquake

The pain that the doctor can't cure

An abuser of rappers like a pastor

Preacher, when he abuses a minor

I'm a sinner

Because I only pray when the airplane shakes

Because I'm not what the people want me to be

Because I don't believe in things until I see them

I'm going against the tide

And I don't believe in Hell, nor in Heaven

Nor in the stories of the Holy Ground

One lives what the story maintains

When I die I'm going to be fertilizer for the plants

And the worms of the earth rise

They eat my body, they can't stomach it

And my spirit transplants itself

In the room of your kids

And at night scares them with their teddy bears

I'm a sinner because I have to calm myself with pills from the pharmacy

To not kill those fucking Youtubers

Who make comedy for Instagram and don't give thanks

I'm a sinner because my only virtue is that I'm full of defects

I love offending those who want to protect your intellect

With their political correctness

I'm a sinner because I'm not faithful

In my head I have a brothel

And the sex I have is politically incorrect

Like a lower class hotel

Bodies filled with honey with cake cream

I assume my role of giving it to them all in the ass

With the temper of a stepfather

Who has to raise a kid that isn't his

I'm a sinner, because I don't support those

Trap singers and reggaeton singers that from the stands

Want to eat the world, the sun and the moon

But their lyrics are drowned with an olive

I have the vaccine, for those that fuck up music and make a fortune

I put them to sleep in a cradle

I take away their famine when in their faces

I scratch one up like Ozuna

I make music even if I don't make money

It's better that they remember me because I express myself

Spitting punchlines in excess

Because I have more bars that a prison for prisoners

I leave them stiff when I spit lines with more weight

Than an obese sumo wrestler

Wrapped in a flour taco with cheese

For that, I'm a sinner

Because rapping without genuflecting I confess

I don't know the ground because I always fly

In the orchestra of violins I'm the cello

El Residente, always different

There's no twin, nothing parallel in this game

I'm the salt that changes the flavor of caramel

When my words cover the face with a bandana, I do my best

Dropping hits online I'm Canelo

With my tools I dismantle them

Like a starving thief dismantles a latest model car

From the farm jealous springs up in all those baby chicks

Because they look at me with longing when they look up to Heaven

And even before that the pain starts

Now they smell like death like a great-grandfather

This is my plaza and if you trespass

My tongue like a snake without arms strangles them when it hugs them

Because El Residente goes too far with those kids

Like the ones Michael Jackson raped in his house

The majority are the Kidsbop Rockstars

Taken from a kid band

Trying to be hostile for their profile picture

I laugh at them like Janiero de Brazil

A ferocious gang of dumbasses without a voice

They're chinese rice without rice, they're hello and goodbye

Their races end fast, quickly

Like premature ejaculation

They fall like dominos when the vein in my forehead pops out

I make them shit, terracota colored

Those idiots, with the tattooed face

I light them on fire easily just like Cypress lights up the weed

I'm a sinner, with lots of victories and zero loses

Those who criticize my rap, they go behind my balls

Because my rhyme when it walks, it floats on top of the water

They follow me although I'm in bankruptcy

Without money for the quota

In Spanish rap we put on the boots

I'm a sinner, because today hip-hop

Is written with J

• Artist:Residente