[Gallego]
Alright, people!
The twelve disciples are here
Many were called, but twelve were chosen 
How to say that it’s worth it to keep living until the last supper?

[Vico C]
Move over for me
We’re going to see who’s who here
After, don’t say you weren’t warned 
There are 12 that give like 100
Move over for me
We’re going to see who’s who here
After, don’t say you weren’t warned 
There are 12 that give like 100

[Eddie Dee]
This is my Boricua seasoning (aha!)
To those burning firewood 
Move to the side for it’s my turn 
Here there is nothing for you nor for your long tongue 
What do you know about lyrics and throwing with flow?
What do you know? You know nothing, the one who knows here is me
The intentions of the loud-mouthed attention seekers are hurt
They’d better adjust their pants 

[Tego Calderon]
Together they’re twelve, and here is the craziest of them all
Riddling, killing them
Dirty difficult with your crew I’ll throw myself 
Talking like a monkey, the guy sings like King Kong
Look at him fronting the craziest 
The slapped fucker of the neighborhood 
Copying styles, the most shelled
A pussy with papers talking about masks

[Voltio]
Part the ways, the wild one comes 
The voltage and the power doesn’t turn off for me
They go on a trip, what’s coming is sabotage 
I’ll wait for you when you come down to my zone 
I give it strong so the woman shakes 
I’m going to see how they front, twerk, and sweat
Cardboard thugs, I have an opinion, there’s no doubt 
Of the 12, I wish for no Judas to come out 

[Zion]

Move over for me
We’re going to see who’s who here
After, don’t say you weren’t warned 
There are 12 that give like 100
Move over for me
We’re going to see who’s who here
After, don’t say you weren’t warned 
There are 12 that give like 100

[Daddy Yankee]
(What, what, what?)
Daddy Yankee injects them with the lethal morphine 
That makes them bleed from the wound 
Play the cards cause I have the brisk ones
We’re going for a million, melting the alley light 
I stand proudly in the sound 
Defeating the key, the rumba with my sandungueo
Each time that I get into this I implant with attitude 
Move over, in this I’m better than you 

[Ivy Queen]
Move over, the Horse has arrived
The Bitch, the diva, The Filly
The mommy that has the rhythm 
Whoever is in front of me will become entangled 
Chilling, because the queen has the mambo
And chilling, always goes out killing 
In Puerto Rico they know it already 
The Queen has arrived, so get into it

[Johnny Prez]
Adventurous is the one who listens to these lyrics 
Move over if you don’t measure up, what’s here is fire (get back)
After don’t say you weren’t warned (get back)
Here the salt cod (bacalao) was shared
I have Celia’s sugar, and the rumba/rhythm of Tito Puente
I compose like Tito and I make hits like Clemente
I don’t sing from the heart, I sing with heart 
It was worth the delay 

[Nicky Jam]

Move over for me
We’re going to see who’s who here
After, don’t say you weren’t warned 
There are 12 that give like 100
Move over for me
We’re going to see who’s who here
After, don’t say you weren’t warned 
There are 12 that give like 100

[Wiso G]
I looked the same in the light as in the dark 
And I swear to you, without batteries, I’m more than hard
Everyone, on the track, one by one
They’re all knuckles, I’m one single knot
Look for all the pliers that are needed 
They have one language and I have sevedal
Feel my flow wherever I go 
With one microphone and 12 bros on the same arm 

[Lennox]
Here arrived Lennox with his seasoning 
We worry the others 
To make good music is my obligation 
A little bit of salsa with reggaetón 
Now I come with stipulations 
Loading this chapter 
And not lacking another title 
We are the twelve disciples 

[Gallego]
Look, my brother!
We’re celebrating, that this town keeps dancing, sweating 
Existing like a town inside a club, or in a residential area 
And never, rain or shine, may we be orphans of conscience 
Today we’re twelve 
Tomorrow we will be thousands