ÚLTIMA CENA Lyrics (English Translation) – Hades66

Read the full ÚLTIMA CENA (English Translation) lyrics by Hades66 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Hades66 & Héctor Lavoe]
You’re always talking
That I’m your enemy
That I don’t have enough for a cigarette
I sell coal in a sack
What I eat is stew and the truth
That you can’t handle me
You can’t handle me
Hehe, hey
Haha, hey
66, Make Money
Hehe, oh, my God (Haha)

Mera, hey, hey, ah

[Verse]
If I blow up your collars (Haha, ay), 24th final quarter
I don’t know if it’s Los Diablos or a bunch of federales (Wuh, wuh, wuh; the guards)
Sombra, you’re my son, congratulate me on Father’s Day (Hey, little ba*tard)
And if you mention my mom, I’ll s*it on your mother a hundred times (Haha, ah)
Take that mean face off (Idiot), CHIMI, you’re not a bully (Hahaha)
Whisperer, comic snitch, cardboard puppet (Mere, snitch)
You’re just a hypocrite, pig, mouse (A ba*tard, ba*tard)
If all of Puerto Rico knows, CHIMI, that you’re a ba*tard
Go on, go and call your saint so he can suck my voodoo (Go on, call, call, ba*tard)
The difference between you and me is that I don’t snitch on YouTube (Snitch, haha)
The narco-artist, a murderer, a kid is what you are
I just killed a devil and crucified him on the cross (Haha, help)
Button, Macarena, put a cleavage on the girl (Bleeding)
Sombra, you’re really bald, one dose per vein
It’s me, Sombra, please lend me yours chain’ (Hahahaha)
And CHIMI, you’re a pig, you’re Judah at the last supper
Fu*king vira’o, pescabicho, you’re a s*itty singer
Randy Johnson from Los Diablos (Haha, squeeze), I feel like Hanzel
They’re dying inside, motherfu*ker, I’m the cancer (Ouch)
And this is Morovis, not Llorens, a$$hole, so I can’t miss it (Haha, come on, come on, come on)
I come out in black, Darth Vader, they see me head on and it’s mayday (Take it)
We’re going to fill your Glizzy Gvng in a windbreaker with holes (Yes, yes, yes)

I’ll kill you for a master’s degree, and in the master’s degree I’m payday (Haha)
El Alfa, to run the Lakers; The Diablos, run Slayter (Run)
My pencil is like Kendrick and CHIMI is like Drake (Mera)
Sombra, take your pension, you’re the son of ’66 (Take, take, take)
Pressure’s legs we sell wholesale on eBay (He does run)
And Yeruza is embarrassed because they are the “RUN WAYY” (Haha)
I-I don’t respect rank, much less that motherfu*ker Conep, who? (Suck me, kid)
Who the fu*k is Feid? Well, who the fu*k is Conep? (Huh?)
And if you write to me as much as you say in your songs (Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes)
Why is Hades stuck, but Conep isn’t stuck? (Ah, haha!)
I’ll extend the clip more, they don’t get views, they don’t have streams (No)
They have to join a hamlet so they can throw me at them (Hahahaha)
I smoke them in an ounce and I down them with the lean (Haha, rra, rra)
And Sombra, take off the TechnoMarine’s white caps
I’m white like El Gringo, I whip them like Kimbo (Ha!)
If you’re street, PR became a circus (I’ll tell you now)
What about the awards, CHIMI, motherfu*ker? (What, what, what?) You suck my d!ck
And Yecko, Yama is the real Bichote ‘of Los Ritmo’

[Outro]
Yama Make Them Bounce
Haha, oh
Well
Hahahaha
Hey, motherfu*ker, you’re a barquilla, did you hear?
Being a bald guy
You’re all three, from the first to the last, you hear?
You know who that is, a$$hole, the one from “VVS Switches”, hahaha
Don’t call me, I also lost signal, a$$hole