OUTRO Lyrics (English Translation) – Omar Courtz

Read the full OUTRO (English Translation) lyrics by Omar Courtz from the album POR SI MAÑANA NO ESTOY along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Omar Courtz's music, you can also explore Ojos Brujos and PARADIXE (REMIX), two other songs by Omar Courtz.

[Intro]
KARBeats
Where did you come from? To all the people who don’t know
I’m from, from Puerto Rico, you know? From everywhere they love me, I’m
I don’t feel like I belong to any one place in—, in that—, specifically
I feel proud to be from this island
The important thing is that the people are with you, you hear me?
But that’s the best reward
I mean, it’s not money, or exposure, or fame, that’s part of the game
It’s the thing
You know, I like it, you feel me? The people are giving it to me, man
You know, and it feels good, and it’s been a hard road
But without that audience, you’re nothing
And I thank you, and I love you, I really do, you know
It’s a—, it’s something that—
It’s a gratitude I feel deep for, for the people of Puerto Rico, for you all, for the world because I’ve worked my ass off to get here
I feel like a boss, I feel like a boss, I feel

[Verse 1]
I feel Tego in Loíza, Arcángel in Calma, Ñengo in Bayamón
Thank God for the gift, the baddest of my generation
God said it, the fans said it, I don’t say it
Before I sang for free, we filled Miguel Agrelot
M-M-Mine is to make it rain, I got all the keys, all the codes
They’ll be dying waiting for Ousi to fail
Yo, KARBeats, lock the studio down
I’ll keep recording till God says or my last breath goes out (-out)
The world goes wild when I step up to the mic
Booties move when we hit the streets outside
This one’s for the family, my people, and all the “Baby Schai”
I wasn’t crazy, nah, I put a million on my dad and my mom
I’m still alive, playing alive
Man, I move heavy, watch how I dodge them
Bring me the checks, where do I sign?
Don’t think I’ll last ten more years, I might retire first
Mmm-mm-mm-mmm, mm-mm-mm-mmm
I hit the streets and all the cookies go: “Mmm-mm-mm-mmm”
I’m the legend, the myth, the ghost in Puerto Rico
Y’all can’t step up, Héctor without Tito already said it
I spin the world thrice and rep Puerto Rico
Then I hit the island and they greet me like Tito
I only come out on Friday the 13th like Vico
Got the music selling like perico coco

[Interlude]
Give me a break, give me a break, give me a break
I’m about to drop another, KARBeats, wait up, wait up, wait up
Got something cooking, wait up
Yeah, yeah, ey

[Verse 2]
I’m as famous as my mentors
The boy from Carola, the young millionaire
Wants my heir, I kill it with the Rover
How much I make, they’re checking in the Explorer
Man, I don’t stress, I make them stress
All your b!tches, yo, I’m the baby lover
Clemente in Carola, my songs are home runs
Mercedes for the girls, Mercedes for the bros, ey
I-I’m the compass, the north, the streetlight glow
Top of the roster, the product with no cuts
Almighty cooking up Red Lobster seafood
All the houses under Joshua Omar Medina Cortés
Always step out cold without needing the cou cou (Cou cou)
A couple of brunettes and blondies coco
We hit the streets, they snapping photos, yeah
We making tickets, they pretending wild
The flow heavy, laid back, thick
If I wasn’t in music, I’d be hustling
I don’t say a word, but I note the ones doing wrong
I get distracted, but never lose focus
The world goes wild when I step up to the mic
Booties move when we hit the streets outside
This one’s for the family, my people, and all the “Baby Schai”
I wasn’t crazy, nah, I put a million on my dad and my mom
Anuel in Torre, Maelo in Santurce, Bad Bu in Vega Baja
Wisin in Cayey, I got all the cards
Marisol’s son, Carmen and Elba’s grandson
Y’all just talk s*it while you smoke
The apocalypse, the end, they gotta kill me first
The-Last Don and it’s not Omar, it comes natural to me
I’m not MLB and the fans ask for Hiram
I’m LV VIZION, the third eye, the end of the portal