AlmaNegra El Cuervo Y El Ángel Lyrics English Translation
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Direct from Bogotá, Colombia
Stan, with Santa Fe, uh-huh
Look behind the window
Arm yourself with strength and contribute with your calmness
Avoid the suffering of the soul
Survive in the ghetto against fear and its weapons
And if you wake up and fly
Time doesn't wait for you
I swear, I'll eat the sphere
So man, in the mood
Mark my face, dog
I'm the same motherf*cker who survives with two H's
Lord, free me from what they write
Because sometimes that frustrates me, it seems plausible to me
Hate remains so much, but I've always avoided it
No one loves your work as much as you have loved it
Everything is uphill, it will always be well earned
Why, motherf*cker, take shortcuts if in the end we meet
We win in bibles and no one says anything
Rap on some records, it's my razor's edge
My drug is your drug and there are no secrets in words
We need an overdose on the corner with the rap crew
He was reborn in the block and we dreamt that he would travel
From what I consume and need to breathe
I wasn't born to be a being that will be forgotten
Remember my tracks in your life, behind
The winds that don't let me move forward were left behind
My purpose is very clear and I will never give up
I wasn't born to be a being that will be forgotten by the neighborhood
It's the one that gave me life
Look behind the window
Arm yourself with strength and contribute with your calmness
Avoid the suffering of the soul
Survive in the ghetto against fear and its weapons
And if you wake up and fly
Time doesn't wait for you
I swear, I'll eat the sphere
So man, in the mood
Dangerous, and my neighborhood is really hot
My Virgin of Guadalupe and my rosary protect me
Daily, making money in the neighborhood
No more, no less, just what's necessary
A river of blood, a mother's tears
The pain that his father feels is inexplicable
He wasn't guilty, I don't want any more funerals
He grew up among drugs, weapons, and criminals
It was because of the crisis
Every day we face difficulties
Forgetting about you is not easy
I am proud to be where I am from.
I am envious, I always trout wherever I go
I light a candle on the skinny girl
To protect me from bullets and plate
Death often walks
The neighborhood is hot, this looks like a war
Crime, what is experienced outside
Here we will continue with this fucking life bitch
Look behind the window
Arm yourself with strength and contribute with your calm, yeye
Avoid suffering of the soul
Survive among ghettos and their weapons
And if you wake up and fly
Pa' time does not wait for you
I swear, I will eat the sphere
So go to hell
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