Sing us a song of the century That's louder than bombs And eternity The era of static and contraband That's leading us into the promised land Tell us a story that's by candlelight Waging a war and losing the fight They're playing the song of the century

Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, woh-oh, hey Ring the alarm, another sound is suffering, woh-oh, hey Listen this sound it a champion Ram the dance inna any session Tee ta toe we beat them all in a row Four big sound inna one big lawn Ring the

Echa pa' acá Porque mi música te mueve así Dile a tu novio que es un perdedor Y te libera de toda tensión Que sepa todo el mundo que fui yo El que te enseñó a bailar reggaetón El ritmo nuevo que se mete en ti, eh Rich The Kid Si no se pega lento, piensa

Back, back, back, back it up (I wanna) Back it up and do it again Ba dlu dla dlun dloday You know zactly what I came here for From the middle to the top to the end Back to the middle to the front to the end Za dlu dla dlun dloday Everybody ba dlun dloday

I need to be your lover I'm through with this mighty city Walking around, just stuck in my shit Conversation based around just sex, Words at the tip of my tongue (oh damn, baby!) Tell me one thing I must forget, Thinking about the naked women in my bed

Yeah now she gotta do what I say I don't care at all Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby I went to my hood all my friends think I made it Yeah my momma think I'm famous 100 dollar bills in the way Yeah it feels good to be

Havana, ooh na na Havana, ooh na na (ay) Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na na (ay, ay) He took me back to East Atlanta, na na na Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay) Mami ¿qué bolá?, ooh na na Ta' acompañada o andas sola, ooh na na (sola, sola) Pero

To how dem love me bad A Guinness and peanut Me put inna me blender Me a di champion Fi all contender And if she wanna be a Fan club member I'm gonna give her Something to remember

Every part of me says go ahead, It feels like we only go backwards, darlin' I've got my hopes up again, oh no, not again It feels like I only go backwards, baby, It feels like I only go backwards baby, I've got my hopes up again, oh no, not again. I know

Baby run, cut a path across the blue skies Straight in a straight line You can't get here fast enough Find a truck and fire it up Lean on the gas and off the clutch Leave Dallas in the dust I need you in a rush So baby run