by Here we show you the English Translation of “FN8 Arcángel”. Lyrics translated from Spanish to English.
About This Song
Artist: Arcángel
Song: FN8 Arcángel
Genres: Reggaeton
FN8 Arcángel English Translation
Austin, you are sleeping in a deep dream
I just want to say: When did you become so stupid? So cowardly?
The years have made you a little slow
Do me a favor, wake up
Bastard, wake up
Hahaha
Austin, you have abandoned me
Don’t you believe in me anymore?
I have always defended you
I have always been there for you
I have always, always, always eliminated pests with you
For over a decade (decade)
Do you remember? (Do you remember?)
I don’t mention them for you (no)
Where am I? (Where am I?)
You kept me (you kept me), you abandoned me (you abandoned me)
D-Note Is On The Beat
The Beatllionare
For what? (Hahaha)
Uh (Hahaha)
And, as always, a merry Christmas
From the highest floor of the building
Where there is no gravity
And I have been there so long that it seems like I cast a spell (What was it?)
I feel suffocated
Two million in pledges and none of the diamonds are fake
The Austin of before, the Austin of now
The Austin that from far away makes them jealous
The same Austin that gets back on the train
The root cause is that we know who is real
Money? Check
Balls? Check
As my brother Tali says
We locate you, check
We answer, check
And you end up white like what’s on the Cali cartel poster
Good night, good afternoon, good morning
We are with the lamp lit
Two or three got excited because the goblin didn’t show up
And I fly around the world with height, without RosalĂa
My bad, I had to do it so you realize
When you were wiping your snot I was making ticket
When everything for you was just a dream
I was already the owner of this genre
Ma, I bury you under the grass
Everyone who knows you knows that you suck up to me
Don’t boast about power, you are not made for this drama
Unhappy ones, rot with all your fame
I’m still cold, I roam through your block and mine
But why don’t you come down? They have you prohibited
You are not welcome, giving yourself is like abusing an addict
If it were up to me, come back and breathe, I don’t mess with snitches
Wow, you wanted me to get angry
The pencil is kicking like an R
Asshole, are you a gangster?
But when? At the beginning or the end? (Suck-up)
I don’t know about you, but I have never paid to enter PR (never!)
I’m the eye of the Ouija, did you hear, vermin?
Don’t you realize you have a cop raising your daughter?
You don’t go out, asshole, you and I will never be equals
Bastards escort me, you are escorted by the federals
Oh, yeah, bastard, am I a cop? Oh, yeah?
Then show me your brother RobGz’s papers
The goblin told me not to leave them alone
And that you are intoxicating yourself with fentanyl (smell, coward, smell)
Remember, since I was a kid, I’ve been killing them alone
Without having to put up with any little bugs
And moving forward, start paying off what you owe to Tito
My money is fat and plump, yours is thin
You have no protection, you are losing protection, asshole
You see me and your ass bleeds, put on a Kotex
I have a mixed bullet comb, they explode like strings
And I am sucking them all up for the head, worm licker
You didn’t imagine I was going to be part of your favorite feud (because you know’), hahaha
What was it you used to say, brother? (I’m your teacher, asshole)
(Merry Christmas, bunch of bastards, ha)
Let’s go back to the start
These bullets are passing through your tank
I hope that after this, you won’t get stuck
Asshole, when you were born, I was already twenty steps ahead
That’s why I don’t cope with your gangster movie
Balls? Check
Money? Check
And this stick has more grease than Mech-Tech
The jewelers have fooled you, check
Charging you more and giving you fake diamonds
You are just an idiot with delusions of being a tough guy
All your crew is following your lead
You have no credibility since you paid to enter the party
Who are The Gods? One is a cop, the other a flamer
I already broke up your crew, I keep the trophy like El Dibu
Even Austincito’s socks are worth more than your Reebok outfit
Real till death, asshole, you’re not real
Your last songs are artificial intelligence
You are becoming a prostitute, prostituting Amiri
You’re a worm licker, bug licker, Siri told me
You are not the God of trap, you are a pauper
And you like women with more miles than a Spirit airplane
In DR, I always carry a gun
Because I have a compatriot who is a worm
Asshole, I won’t shake your hand again
Because you are the Dominican R. Kelly (pedophile)
Is it a lie that you only sleep with minors?
Is it a lie that you have an illness?
Is it a lie? You are not street, you don’t do shit
It’s not a lie, I have the data of your truth
So
You, without having to do it humbly, give respect to an asshole (why did you give it to him?)
Who, every time he takes four mollies, ends up in a foam cup (it’s never been me)
He’s coming at you, brother, haha (you’ve always been a bastard)
I don’t understand what obsession this is
But don’t get excited
Because what you deserve is what I just did to you (punish him, punish him, no more)
How can I fight a guy who argues with my son?
Who has less game than me and looks like a lizard? (you know my offer)
And the other one bragging about street, you have no clue
Worm licker, you got into trouble for carrying guns (oh, I’m back with you)
And that’s how you roll, you never get off or get on
You and your dumb crew can suck my dick
Hey, he’s street, caught with a Glock
And as a prisoner, they were hitting on him and taking his Crocs
You’re a joke
Your bragging is really bad
You don’t kill people, Emmanuelita, you don’t pull triggers
If I were you, I’d turn off the phone, inhale and exhale
And if you come to Puerto Rico, bring a bulletproof tank (bring it)
Sucker, I’m going to introduce you to your end
Sucking up to the big shot, you already have a Guinness record (how many are there?)
Really, if you’re street, don’t give so many details
And do something to those who shot up your house in Jardine’ (you didn’t do anything)
Asshole, what are you going to do? You don’t like killing
You were the clown and joke of the FARC
I have never paid for protection and that will never happen
Literally, what you are is a moral-free scrub
And this is in honor of my brother Justin’s saint
When they ask: Who killed you? Everyone shouts: Austin
He started it all, asshole
(My favorite artist in Spanish is Romeo)
(And in English, my favorite rapper is 6ix9ine, so you know)
Hahaha, auh
Life is so ironic (how is it?)
That the same one that’s teaching your daughter to swim (in Punta Cana)
Let’s go, worm licker (on a yacht), hahaha
What is it with him? Your favorite rapper? (Also)
Your enemy and your buddy?
What the hell is it? Wow
(Aren’t you supposed to be my favorite rapper?)
What a circle of love, hahaha (what a circle of love)
Auh!
La Marizon, worm licker
And listen to what I’m going to tell you
Before you call me a cop, asshole
Remember that when you were screwed in PR, you were the one hanging out with the cops and feds (I remember)
And the worm lickers who are calling me a cop weren’t saying anything to you
I used to walk with an ambulance
How shady (in case something happened, you know)
Can you disrespect me? Or am I supposed to keep quiet?
Asshole, those times have changed (seriously, asshole)
And especially if you are the ones who are broke (I’m going to tell you something), hahaha
Asshole, Santurce is with me when the bell rings
Meanwhile, you, illegitimate son, bastard from Torres de Sabana
Because you’re not from there
You are from Calle Ancha, Country Club, from behind
You went there to smoke weed, asshole (yeah, for the new generation)
Don’t believe me? Give me a break, okay
(Daddy, I represent one of the finest crews in Puerto Rico)
(I’m Juth and you recognize my voice)
(I am a legend from Torres de Sabana)
(And I affirm that you do not represent him)
(Just so you know, right? Haha)
(Arca, do what you want)
Hello? Hello? Oh
I called myself, haha
You want me to tell you what I think of you, asshole
Here we go
Setsetter, worm licker, son of a bitch
Enough, I’m tired of you, hahaha
Hahaha
I’m up, asshole, I’m up
Yessir
Aka Arcángel La Maravilla, your teacher, yeah
I’ll look for the video where he says it
But since you’re crazy, asshole
And you think you have to suck up to me
Lie, devil’s lie, haha
Straight from La Calma Suite, yessir
Santurce in da house, Puerto Rock, shit
Where are you from? Well, that’s already in question
Okay, you’re from Puerto Rico
But Puerto Rico doesn’t want you
You’re in Miami, you’re puffed up
You have a few people with you, living it up with you
And that just shows that your street business is not doing well
(Hahaha, I don’t have to mention you, bi)
If your name matches your pocket, I don’t have to mention you
Your pocket is, hahaha
Okay
In the name of the Father (Christmas)
The Son (Merry Christmas)
And the Holy Spirit
And Justin (the eight)
Amen (eight)
The Beatllionare
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