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When daddy lion comes into the jungle everyone gets scared

Alpha monkey comes in and the rest of the monkeys adjust

Lead from my pencil so that they don't show off

And single file, they all go to my boot camp

If they provoke me, that's how they dig their own hole

There's no hierarchy to deal with this mess

And the core or whoever that lacks ink for this knot

With your numbers I pass them like a basket is chicken

Little urban star, let me explain it to you

Why my stench is way too much for your nostrils

It's that I'm hip-hop and your stuff smells like gum

You spit strawberry, I spit hot sauce

And what do you want, that I explain it to you again, Quique?

That I get hotter than the still

When I see expenses and waste on little discs and tickets

With a turd it's content that ain't worth a nickel to me

And what do you want, that I talk to you about Berettas?

That I tell you that I have three bodies in the van?

That I have a shotgun, that I have two cousins in the Ñeta?

And that from your fantasy I turn into a puppet?

I'm not afraid to follow my lane

To say what's necessary without envy

To tell them that if some forty-year-old sings sex to the minor in my family

For me he's a mouthpiece for pedophilia

For the ochetoski broskis who said I was so underground

That my voice sounded like a walkie-talkie

But since the nineties, broski

I'm the one that, when I open my beak, scares worse than Chucky

Little Kentucky wing, what a pajoki

I'm shorter than a secret, but here I'm no jockey

And to find my equal you have to step into a fictional world and run into Rocky

However I lay it down or propose it

The weak lyrics don't do anything to me

Mine is God's in this round

And I shoot more fire through your chest

Than the one that you yourself take in with the bong

Watch out!

That I haven't been heard for a while

Because I'm a bear that hibernates, not a tired bull

I'm already out of the cave with everybody sniffed out

It's hunting season for everyone that asked for it

And careful, because the years have gone by

But I've got more stamina than a kid on a sugar rush

I clamp harder than the jaw of a devilish pit bull

And where the shark swims, the cod slips away

Look who's here and takiti for you, don't know who?

Ask your dad about me

I've been spilling ink, catrueca flying since eighty-three

Credit the origin of your spark to me, dad

Look who's here and takiti for you, don't know who?

Ask your dad about me

From the V to the I all the way to the CO C

Wipe your nose, hug the curb when I roll by

Gunfire of my art

You want society to praise you

Spitting orgy from Tuesday to Tuesday

Knowing that your own daughter will hear you

Do you think I'm gonna give you a badge of honor?

Keep things separate

Either you sing me something that shows me something, or you just sing to stuff yourself

Tell me, how do you think I should talk to you

If with every song you drop there's a million girls who break down

A loving smack, but with a fist in a glove

More chaotic than the fall of Constantinople

My pen doesn't blow away even if King Kong blows on it

Because it weighs more than your pámpara can handle

Pass this cup, I recommend it, it ruins clothes

Run when I mix my big neck with my chopa mouth

Pass this cup, advice for you and your whole troop

I've got a Sharpie and a wrist running full sail

I made soup out of your little letters

Not so you can play dumb

Because even if it's just a little

You grow when I touch your neurons

With my siriñoco, with my coconut breaker

To be a sex symbol that doesn't hit, don't call him a booger

Go to the latrine

When I slam it on the china

You're gonna have hemoglobin coming out

Fifteen hundred can gather, Sony with two hundred Pinas

And they still don't come close to my cristomocina

This medicine whose chemistry knocks you down from the get-go

So pure there's no narco that can match it

You threw a slow ball because you didn't know who was coming up to bat

And here I am giving you a fit

I call checkmate

To the reggaetonero who doesn't know that in rhythms

I've got more options than the trinket peddlers

Pay attention to the top dog, rumor-monger

I'm worth more for my argument than for having been the first

Look who's here and takiti for you, don't know who?

Ask your dad about me

I've been spilling ink, catrueca flying since eighty-three

Credit the origin of your spark to me, dad

Look who's here and takiti for you, don't know who?

Ask your dad about me

From the V to the I all the way to the CO C

Wipe your nose, hug the curb when I roll by

Watch out!

They're all headed to my boot camp

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SONG MEANING

Vico C enters this track like a lion returning to his jungle. With rapid‐fire wordplay, he reminds younger rappers that he has been wielding his lyrical “plomo de mi lápiz” (pencil lead) since 1983. The chorus — “Pregúntale a tu papá por mí” — is a playful way of saying, “If you do not know my name, ask your dad; he grew up listening to me.” Throughout the verse Vico compares himself to alpha animals, a pit bull and even Rocky, painting himself as the seasoned veteran who still has more stamina and sharper teeth than today’s chart toppers.

Beyond boasting, the song carries a serious message. Vico C critiques modern reggaetón’s obsession with empty flash, violence and hypersexual lyrics, pointing out how those themes can reach, and harm, young listeners. He challenges artists to use their platforms responsibly and to bring real substance instead of “letra monga” (weak lyrics). The result is a fiery declaration of artistic integrity, hip-hop authenticity and intergenerational respect, all wrapped in clever Puerto Rican slang and contagious rhythm.

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