The Prophecy Daddy Yankee (Ft. Nas)

[Intro]
(Daddy Yankee)
Coming from the shadow of the island
We are Winchester Yankee and Nas Escobar
Pablo, wassup' pa?
(Nas)
Wassup' pa? keep it raw for ya
No doubt, PR, check it

[Verse 1: Nas]
Play your position, focus on life see what you're missing
Reality, the tale of the caliber
45 nickels 9s, check the calendar
9-7 deep algebra, black fly guy
Ruled the world high, courvoisier with my ganster consiglieres
And rap words emulate my life for years
Autobiography a part of me
Portraits of the ill shit inside of me
Magnetic, jigged up to my faded wig
Any position I'm in, I find a way to live
Out of state, on the block, or behind metal gate
Yo this heavyweight got cheddar to make
Smack your head off, click wildling, push thru
Puerto Rock warriors, took you thru the drama
Escobar, Pablo, miliano, papo take the world pronto
Word to mines, genuine, Señor Juan at your table
Poison you, mad fatal
Just the way it is when you let the hood raise you
Never let them hoes play you
Mental, smart, strong and stable