1, 2, 3, 4
St two and lan fay
Life is hard man la vida es dura
Gotta believe in yourself without a doubt
It's not a joke, it's my culture
br/>If I can with a pure soul
Mystery King with a serious message
From your television straight to your stereo
Every person has dreams in order to
Move ahead you gotta cross the border
They must have thought I was just a little brat
And like a clown they call me peacock
Look, I am mysterious
A Mexican with rabid talent
I can do things you can't believe
You don't know what I have up my sleeve
I really know the designs
To make my dreams come true
I have the golden quality
And I move with the strength of a bull
From the west coast with power of mind
I represent San Diego and Tijuana head on
I was born in Caliphs I am American
But my life is one hundred percent Mexican
I remember my school days back in San Diego
When I told them my dreams they told me that I can't
I had to believe I believed in myself
To cross all kinds of borders was ready
They would say, Hey Rey, you are small
(They thought I was very small)
But I knew I could do it because it was my dream
I love for Tijuana for San Diego
But, I had to go say see you later
To show my skill to my people, my race
Nowadays everyone knows my name, what's up

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