Quiero Ser Baladista Lyrics in English Residente , Ricky Martin

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Quiero Ser Baladista by Residente from Spanish to English.

I've spent a lot of money on diapers and bottles

Because in this genre I have more kids than the milkman

When they mess with the big boss, I pull out the bomber and speed up

And their level drops without them drinking Coca-Cola Zero

I make a hole and get in whenever I want under the goalkeeper

This gentleman, kicking like a striker, kicks their *ss

I'm the wolf that flips the henhouse, not even a silver bullet kills me

Always fresh like the first of January

My stuff never expires

I no longer throw punchlines, I shoot with a bazooka

My bars blow more smoke than a hookah lounge

With half a yuca I break their necks

And like Farruko, their wigs get blown off

Since my childhood I've had clarity

I don't believe in the two, I don't believe in the three

I believe in the one and the zero, see? That's why I'm the ten

I bite them

These pigs can't take me, even fighting only with my left eye

I don't lose even if Drake bets on me

I ate all the appetizers

In this fishbowl I don't see fish anymore

Without me caring, like when I speak and swallow my S's

They call me 'Cesar Millán' sometimes

Because when Residente speaks, these dogs obey

I'm unstoppable, not even if they pray a thousand times every month

I'm like Messi scoring on the French

Because since Calle 13

Rap and I have lived together like Siamese twins

My lyrics are precise when they go fast

I'm like a breeze that dismembers them

With the edge of my chalk, like Swiss knives

Not even if they throw the beaches of Ibiza on top of me

This volcano locks up, I turn them into ash

Chito Vera giving them a beating

But I swear that hitting them hard wears me out

I know, I'm immature

To have fun I torture them

I distort their sunny days so that their future turns dark

I don't want to do any more diss tracks

I want to walk my little dog on the sidewalk

Have group sex until I die

Do crafts to sell in the spring

Water the garden plants with the hose

Advocate for world peace on Earth whenever there's war

Always down the middle, never to the extreme

Without taking positions on any issue

Because I don't want problems

To be liked by everybody like a cream cake

I want to be a humanist, I want to stop gunning down artists

And for the heads to stop rolling across the floor

Pronounce the S's in every interview

From today on I want to be a ballad singer

I'm the love that loves you loving you

I want to want to love you loving you

And if I am here and you're over there

I want you to come here and leave there

You're missing what I have here

I'm missing what you have there

And if you can't get here then close your eyes there

Imagine that you're here with me

Since I was little I admit that when I get hyped and recite

Over the beat to infinity I no longer see letters in my manuscript

Now I only see little numbers

I'm calculating like a serial killer when I decapitate

I quantify every head of every little rapper

I'm sick because the more I hit them, the more I get excited

Even planet Earth screams and asks me

"No!"

Better for a meteorite to fall

They say I'm cursed because without a magic wand

And without a little hat I turn them into little birds

I just recite my writings

And they fly the f*ck away like the cell phones Benito throws

They live shorter than a mosquito

Their movies don't last because I edit them

They call me 'Almodóvar' without a script written

Because I don't live for rap

Rap lives in the skin I inhabit

Forgive me for bragging

But you know that Residente is dangerous with the pen

Black belt with puma-colored ink

Like Snoop Dogg, he smokes it

Not even begging for world peace do I spare Maluma

I'm in the mist hanging with Moctezuma

They can't reach me, even if they're accountants the total doesn't add up

I'm throwing so much stench

That not even with a bubble bath does this track get perfumed

I'm going hunting with my artillery mounted on the cavalry

Of lyrics in choreographies with a master's in poetry and engineering

The harpies see me walk by with my wordplay

And shh, they stay silent like in a library

These pieces of crap fall asleep at the goal even in broad daylight

That's why with great joy I go down the lane and it's a Di María goal

Not even psychology would understand

How I have so much energy on a beat without drums

And so many questions that I loosen

I'm like if Socrates and Plato had a child

With the midlife crisis I'm not the same

I feel like I have another person inside my body

I'm the love that loves you loving you

I want to want to love you loving you

And if I am here

And you're over there

I want you to come here and leave there

You're missing what I have here

I'm missing what you have there

And if you can't get here then close your eyes there

Imagine that you're here with me

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SONG MEANING

Quiero Ser Baladista is Residente’s tongue-in-cheek confession. For most of the track he unleashes rapid-fire rhymes that flex his lyrical muscles: he compares himself to wolves, volcanoes, soccer stars, and even serial killers, all to prove that no rapper can touch his skill or energy. The imagery is larger-than-life, packed with humor, cultural references, and over-the-top bravado that reminds listeners why Residente is considered one of the sharpest pens in Latin hip-hop.

Then, in a sudden twist, he claims he is tired of demolishing opponents and dreams of becoming a gentle ballad singer. With Ricky Martin – a global symbol of smooth pop and romantic ballads – on the hook, Residente fantasizes about walking his dog, crafting springtime art projects, and spreading world peace instead of lyrical carnage. The contrast between hard-hitting verses and sweet, melodic intentions turns the song into a playful satire about identity, artistic freedom, and the pressure to fit one style. In short, it is both a victory lap and a comedy sketch, showing that even rap’s fiercest warrior can joke about trading diss tracks for love songs.

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