DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE BEAT IT IS JUST AN IDEA FOR THE SONG! (NO ES PROPIO EL RITMO ¡ES SOLO UNA IDEA PARA LA CANCIÓN!)
——————————————————————After weeks in the making today was the big day. It was December 31st, New years Eve. You felt as if you were on cloud nine but at the same time you felt extremely nervous. You felt this pressure you never felt before. You never felt it until now. Not when you were naming the song, writing it, recording it, even when you shot the music video for it. Nothing. Now it came rushing down on you like a waterfall. Tonight was the big night. At 7 pm the new reggaeton single, "Solo de mi" The chours went like this: "Soy Mujer, ay. Yo soy solo de mi, Yo soy nunca estoy con lo agradable, ay. Yo soy, La nada me puede toca.' Yo soy uncia mujer, yo soy la nada es imposible. Yo soy, solo de mi. Yeah, yeah. Solo de mi. Solo de mi. Solo de mi. La nada es imposible. Por mi." [I am a woman. I am all about me. I am never with the pleasuring. I am the "Nothing can touch me." I am a unique woman. I am the "Nothing is impossible." I am all about me. Nothing is impossible for me.] Today the audio will be released on all platforms. It is of you in a Red dress, sitting on a motorcycle while making phone cars and dollar bills surrounding you. Pretty outstanding if you ask me. Last week you were told from Daddy yankee that you would be performing the song live in Puerto rico for the new years eve count down. You of course said yes to it. But deep down inside you felt the pressure heating up. "Buenas dias (Your name/ tu nombre)estas listo?" [Good morning are you ready?] Your dad asked you. You nodded and took the plate of eggs and bacon from his hand. "Si, estoy siempre listo." [Yes I am always ready] Your dad smiled at you, "Este mi nina. A que hora es tu actuación? Yo voy Quiero ver a mi amor!" [What time is ypur performance? I want to see my sweetheart!] You smiled as you took a bite at your eggs. "A las once y media. Soy al final antes la de que la pelota caiga," [At 11:30. I am the final act before the ball drops.] Your Dad stopped doing waht he was doing and dropped his spatcula. "Que?" [What?] He asked. "Soy final antes-" [I am the final act before] "Si escuché.' [Yes i heard.] Your dad then proceeded to sit down. "Pero acabas de empezar. ¿Estás seguro de que no hay confusión?" [But you just started. Are you sure there is not a confusion?" You looked at your dad and said, "No Todo está bien. ¿Por qué crees que no puedo manejarlo?" {No, Everything is right. Why you think I can not handle it?] You had some hurt to your voice. The pressure was heating up so much you started get a little bit emotional. "No no mira tu eres una estrella okay? Hoy tienes más talento que la mitad del famoso cantante de reggaeton o cantante de todos los géneros." [No no look, you are a star. You have more talent than half of the famous reggaeton singer or singer in every genre today.] You calmed down a bit and held his hand. "Como se dice como las americanos? You are gonna slay em' hoes okay!" [How do you say like the americans?] You giggled and then said, "Papa somos Americanos. Necestrias un leccion de historia?' [Dad we are americans. Do you need a history lesson] "No, solo necesito que comas mi comida. Vamonos." [No I just need you to eat my food okay? Let's go.]
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After hours of doing the last pratice before the showtime it was 10 pm you were backstage. You have already seen mutiple sasla and mergune bands perform, Natti Natasha, Karol G, Cardi B perform. You also saw Bad bunny, J Balvin, Ozuna, Anuel AA, and your mentor Daddy yankee just come back from a performance. You were shaking trying to control your anixety. Eariler today pratice didn't go so good. You kept messing up on the steps and your voice was off cue. You freaked out because of how bad it was. Daddy yankee had pulled you aside to calm yourself down. He told you to go relax for a couple hours before coming. But you didn't exactly do that. You just ate, praticied singing and dancing more. You were wearing a black Vanessa Contrast sheer top with black leather pants and heals, when Daddy Yankee walked up to you, you stood up and greeted him. "Su actuación fue increíble señor!" [Your peform was increbile sir.] You immediately. He smiled, "Gracias (Your name/tu nombre) Pero no me llame señor. No soy tan viejo estás listo para el tuyo?" [Thank you, but don't call me sir. I am not that old. Anyways, are you ready for yours?] You looked at him for a moment and nodded, "Si.' [Yes] You nodded agian and grabbed the microphone. "Quieres hacer un sound check?" [Do you want to do a sound chcek] You said with confedience. Daddy yankee smirked at you and nodded.
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You were backstage with Daddy yankee doing your sound check. "Dal uno vez mas!" [Go! One more time] You sahng the chours with force this time. Once you finished Daddy yankee clapped in approval. In the corner of your eyes you saw bad bunny and J balvin. You saw Bad bunny giving a smile as J balvin gave you thumbs up. It felt good to get the approval of other big latin artsit. But at the same time it felt like competition and you were heavily inflicted.
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It was time for your peformance you did a quick prayer (If you are not religious think of something you do to wish your luck) and made your way on stage. All the lights turned off.In your earpiece you overheard Lele pons and a new spanish jouralist that went by the name "Marisol Flores." Introduce you as the hot youtube cover artist who relased her debut single tonight. Once you heard your name you got into posistion. The beat started. You waited for the cue and sang the beginning. "Cuando vengas porque voy a seguir empujando. Y nada me detiene cuando estoy feliz, ay!" [When you try to come for me. I keep on pushing okay! And nothing can stop me when I am happy, ay!] The beat dropped and you contuined to the chorus. Once the chorus finished you sanged: "La gente no me quiere. Pero cuando estoy ganando vienen al frente. Hola, haters La haters. I'll see you later later. No tengo tiempo para el ...las haters. Nunca había tenido tanta gente dudando de mí. Hablando tanta mierda pero ni siquiera un cheque como yo. (Solo de mi) Llamame perra pero puedo hacerlo soltera. Y nadie tomara mi corona porque estoy con yankee. Y se que soy la estrella. (People do not love me. But when I'm winning they come to the front. Hi, haters The haters. I'll see you later later. I don't have time for him ... the haters. I had never had so many people doubting me. Talking so much shit but not even a check like me. (Only from me) Call me bitch but I can do it single. And nobody will take my crown because I'm with Yankee. And I know that I am the star.)
You then went into the second verse: "Solo de mi, ay. (Tu nombre) Pero juego con el team, ay. Soy una mujer en el mundo de un hombre. Pero siempre soy muy trabajador---a! Mi padre siempre me dijo-dijo que no tienes amigos solo ese dinero-dinero. Y nunca voy con el 24 de febrero. Porque el único hombre que me ama es el banco. Por eso! Nada, Nada me fraseará. Y nunca tuve el camino fácil, pero ahora la vida me trata como una princesa. Soy princesa de Puerto Rico y los chicos y los chicos saben que soy esta ricoo, coquio. Pero soy un pionero en mi camino. Y yo soy una mujer papi ajajajaa Tambien? Porque solo de mi." [All about me (your name) But I play with the team, ay. I am a woman in the world of a man. But I am always very hardworking --- a! My father always told me-he said you don't have friends just that money-money. And I never go with February 24. Because the only man who loves me is the bank. Because! Nothing, Nothing will phrase me. And I never had the easy way, but now life treats me like a princess. I am a princess of Puerto Rico and the boys, the boys know that I am this rich, coquio. But I am a pioneer on my way. And I am daddy hahahaaha oh I am a woman, alright? Because it's all about me.]
The crowd went wild as you stood there with tears flooding down your eyes. You quickly wiped them off and bowed to the crowd then you looked over to your right to see Daddy Yankee clapping for you and Bad bunny. You and Bad bunny locked eyes. And in that moment you felt something you never felt for anyone else before.
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