Morad Tienes Que Lyrics English Translation
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for those on the inside
the elders, also those involved in the center
M.D.L.R and for real, listen
You have to treat yourself, improve in falls
It's painful to know that you come from somewhere else
And not because of your race, but your appearance or ways
Being from the streets, you cross many more borders
You have to think things through more than twice
If not, you end up sitting in the chair with the judges
Long sentences, even probation f*ck you over
In the end, it's their bait, because you're still in prison
Normal, and you have to wake up
Know how to open your eyes
Know that with one simple thing here, you can die
What's written is written and the one above decides
Here, you don't do what you want, but what you can
Clothes, brands, with women
But not for just any woman
It's your mother, it's your mother
It's your mother, it's your mother
And here, you don't do what you want, but what you can
Clothes, brands, with women
But not for just any woman
It's your mother, it's your mother
It's your mother, it's your mother
And all I want is to live like someone who's retired
A business that's profitable with what I see stretched out
That the wad comes from the side, that I continue with my people
Your people talk, but they used to be scared
And you talk to me about committing crimes without paying for a lawyer
And you talk to me about moving kilos and your friend has left them for you
And just you and your mother sitting in front of each other
Sometimes I've never been there, because the damage has already been done
Grateful that my music is for those who are still involved in the mess
Not like you, who gets worked up for not doing a line
A kiss, for those who are still imprisoned
And haven't gotten out, haven't gotten out
And for the elders who serve time
The minors don't complain, they function by abusing with beatings and slaps
For those still inside, listening with the television
And thinking that tomorrow will be a better day
And those who know that it's not a happy world
Listen to my music, I count it
And freedom,
For the older ones, for the younger ones
Soon it will come out, soon it will come out
For the older ones, for the younger ones
Soon it will come out, soon it will come out
For the older ones, for the younger ones
Soon it will come out, soon it will come out
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