WWE Rey Mysterio theme song and lyrics

WWE superstar Rey Mysterio dedicated his old theme song, “Booyaka” to his finishing move 619. Booyaka is an expression used to catchphrase the sound of a gunshot. The word originated in Jamaica. This theme song was performed by Rey Mysterio and Mad One.

In 2006, the new Rey Mysterio’s theme song “Booyaka 619” was launched at WrestleMania 22. The theme song was composed by American Christian nu metal band P.O.D. The band came into existence in 1992.

Even the new theme song of Rey Mysterio is based on his popular finishing move 619.

P.O.D’s “Lights Out” was the official theme song of WWE’s Survivor Series in 2005.

This is the video of the older Rey Mysterio theme song - Booyaka

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwXek129vRg

Here is the video of the new Rey Mysterio theme song- Booyaka 619

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMfQkA8WYEw

Lyrics: Booyaka 619

What you gonna do when we come for you?Correle. Correle. Andale.What you gonna do when we come for you?

Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)Booyaka. Booyaka. That’s my pueblo.Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.

Ya llego el Rey Mysterio.Bato cabron de San Diego.Flash up on the scene like a brown crusader.Blowing up screens like space invaders.

Too much damage for one to manage.Going 51 50 ‘speaky Spanglish.’Aste a un lado estoy pesado.Vivo la vida peleando pecados.

Estados Unidos al otro lao.A puebla Canada 619 solao.Do it for my people yeah you gotta love it.‘Mexican’ across the stomach.So think nothing of itbut love it.

Trucha de la calle a la lucha.Siempre represento con mi chacho cachucha.619 simo that’s my corra.San Diego, Puerto Rico sinaloa.

Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)Booyaka. Booyaka. That’s my pueblo.Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.What you gonna do when we come for you?Correle. Correle. Andale.What you gonna do when we come for you?Correle. Correle. Andale.

Mira, mira. Watcha, Watcha.Cuidado con los celos porque matan.Booyaka Booyaka el regeton.Me moda no Mysterio esta cabron.One, two, three. Este boy’s outta that’s deep.Como la ves.Facil como uno, dos, tres.Mr. DJ, play that rola otra vez.And watch how many people go off.Under the wooden cross, who’s the boss.Nadie brinca brinca.De el cielo Con mi voz brillo el cielo.Alto porque me duele la alma.Y deje mi cartera en Tijuana.El soldado enmascarado ten cuidado.paisa paisa estas pasado.

Making universal, speaking English.The way we flip it is hard to distinguish.Booyaka Booyaka el reggaeton.Mic check. Mic check. 1, 2, it’s on.Look at me now, el tijuanero.Amazing the world con mascara de cuero.Mira watcha el mero mero.Disfruta la vida con todos sus perros.It took a whole lot to get where I’m at.But still ain’t got shit but tats on my back.Ink on my chest, and up down my arms.I made it true stories and put in a song.La voz inocente en mi gente.Truena fuerte como cuente.That’s just life in the 619. So hey, DJ, hit me one more time.