“Como Se Rompe un Chanteo” Lyrics by Tempo is a latest Spanish song in the voice of Tempo. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “Como Se Rompe un Chanteo” song lyrics are also written by Tempo. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. Tempo’s “Como Se Rompe un Chanteo” is a high-energy rap track where he flexes his lyrical skills and dominance in the game. He talks about how people underestimate him, but he proves them wrong with sharp rhymes and a powerful flow. He brags about his talent, success, and authenticity while calling out fake rappers. The song is packed with confidence, punchlines, and fast-paced wordplay, showing why he’s a respected figure in Latin rap.
Como Se Rompe un Chanteo Lyrics
[Letra de “Como Se Rompe un Chanteo”]
[Intro]
Hello, hey Smith (Jaja)
Tempo (Wouh) (Another One)
Yeah, Oh
Chequea como se rompe un chanteo cabrón (Chequea ah)
[Verso]
Te juro que a mí me encanta y me fascina cuando ustedes me subestiman
Yo ni si quiera soy de este planeta ustedes humanos me contaminan
Encima de un beat, no quien redacte (Neverland) ni tampoco imprima
Tanto verso y tanta rima que pique tanto como la calamina (-mina)
Vale más la palabra de un hombre que todo el dinero de Elon (Musk)
Y vieron que no pudieron y al final terminaron chupándome el pilón ¡Tempo!
Los pones a poner la “Panky” y a matarse, y ustedes quieren quillarse, para después tener que disculparse
Trilis yo tengo la data y yo se que ninguno de ustedes aquí mueve kilis
En la muñeca el tamaño tiene que ser mínimo 41 milimilimilimili en un goma haciendo wili
Voy en (Cruisecontrol) pa’ romper el parol, grasa en los pies, me sube el nivel de colesterol
Hace calo porque PR está a fuego caracol
Pa’ cambiarle el rostro de color
Y el valor “Overol” de Rap mio élite no le llega ni (Interpol) y ahora mismo Real Madrid tirarme eso es un auto-gol
Las asistencias a Wemby con las líneas Chris Paul
Falsa alarma no pasó na’ somos los mismos en el control
Muy alto Manu Bol; y abusando de to’ estos “Trash”
Con el iPhone 17 que ni ha salido te prendemos el (Flash)
Yo soy la maldita máquina máquina y lo que estoy yo haciendo es ridículo
No me la den no la quiero yo escribí los Salmos poderoso son mis versículos
No los entiendo pero lo leo Messi son como subtítulos
Me fui entró el father regrese y aún yo tengo ese título
Está claro que no quiero que ni me escuchen pues no lo merecen
Porque carecen de criterio y además to se parecen
Por eso es que permanecen locales y se desaparecen
Porque su música es efímera
Y además ya me aborrecen
Para que sientas mi lírica fuerte tienes que primero dejar de escuchar delincuentes
Que cuando la calle los ponen a prueba no son matemáticos conmigo NO cuenten!
Mienten solo 2 han corrido con suerte
Uno rompió la palabra y el otro ni que es real hasta la (Jeje)
[Outro]
It’s me
And nobody can fu*k with me, man (Muerte)
Ustedes ya saben mi nombre ya
T-E-M-P (Brrr)
Ando con el villano (Muerte)
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Como Se Rompe un Chanteo Lyrics Meaning
[Intro]
Tempo starts by hyping up the track, introducing himself with energy and confidence. He’s letting listeners know they’re about to hear something powerful. When he says to “check out how a real rap verse is broken down,” he’s making it clear that he’s about to deliver top-tier lyricism. The intro sets the tone for a hard-hitting song where he proves his dominance.
[Verse]
Tempo begins by saying he actually enjoys when people underestimate him. He thrives on proving doubters wrong. He then takes it a step further, claiming he’s not even from this planet—suggesting that his skills are so advanced, they’re out of this world. He also says that being around ordinary people (his critics) feels like contamination to him, as if they’re beneath him.
Next, he shifts to talking about his rap style. He doesn’t need someone to write or print his lyrics—he creates them effortlessly. He has so many verses and rhymes that they hit hard, just like calamine lotion soothes an itch. He’s comparing his words to something that gets deep under your skin.
He then brings up a powerful statement about honor. To him, a man’s word is worth more than even Elon Musk’s wealth. Integrity and loyalty matter more than money in his world. He follows this by saying that his haters tried to take him down but failed, and in the end, they had no choice but to acknowledge his greatness.
Then he refers to how his music makes people react—it gets people hyped, almost making them act crazy. Yet, when they get too heated, they later have to apologize. He hints at the drama his presence can create in the industry.
Tempo then claims to know the real facts about the rap game, calling out fake rappers who act like they’re involved in the streets but aren’t. He boasts about his wealth, mentioning that even the size of his watch has to be at least 41 millimeters. He’s flexing his success and expensive lifestyle.
He shifts to his smooth style, saying he moves like he’s on “cruise control,” effortlessly breaking barriers. He compares his energy to the heat in Puerto Rico, meaning his presence makes things intense.
Tempo then makes a soccer reference, saying that if Real Madrid (a top team) were to attack him, it would be like scoring an own goal—it would backfire on them. He also brings in basketball, mentioning Wembanyama and Chris Paul, to emphasize his skill in setting up and executing plays, both in sports and in rap.
He makes fun of his competition, saying they are “trash” and nowhere near his level. He even jokes that he’s so ahead of his time that he already has an iPhone 17, which doesn’t even exist yet. He’s saying he’s futuristic and ahead of trends.
Tempo calls himself a rap machine, stating that what he’s doing is almost ridiculous in terms of skill. He doesn’t need validation from anyone because he knows his talent. He compares his lyrics to Bible verses—powerful and meaningful. He even jokes that some people don’t understand his bars but still appreciate them, like Messi fans reading subtitles.
He points out that he left the rap scene for a while, but when he returned, he was still at the top. He claims that many rappers don’t deserve to be listened to because they lack originality and just copy each other. That’s why their careers don’t last—they make temporary music, while he creates timeless work.
Finally, he tells fans to stop listening to fake “street” rappers who act tough but can’t handle real pressure. He says that when they face real-life situations, they can’t be counted on. He closes by saying only two people have gotten lucky in the game—one broke his word, and the other isn’t as real as they claim. He leaves this part mysterious, letting fans speculate who he’s talking about.
[Outro]
Tempo ends by confidently stating that he’s untouchable—nobody can compete with him. He reminds listeners of his name, spelling it out as if to reinforce his legendary status. By mentioning “Muerte” (death), he could be hinting that he kills the competition or that his level of rap is deadly. Finally, he shouts out “the villain,” possibly referring to someone he’s working with or his own rebellious nature.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung Como Se Rompe un Chanteo song?
A. Como Se Rompe un Chanteo song is sung by Tempo.
Q. Who wrote Como Se Rompe un Chanteo lyrics?
A. Como Se Rompe un Chanteo lyrics are penned by Tempo.
Q. Who has given the music of Como Se Rompe un Chanteo song?
A. Como Se Rompe un Chanteo music is composed and produced by Tempo.
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