Guerra

I always ask for peace
But if you want war, I'll give it to you
You don't want it, then neither do I
You don't want it, you don't want it, then neither do I

It was beautiful what we had
And now I realize we're not there anymore
Where were we, you and I
Love left before its time

Cousin, I notice it while you suffer out there with others
I stopped paying attention to you
So many say they'd kill for you
While you get high smoking weed

Hey, all those reproaches you use, I use them with you too
If you want war, we'll have it
We'll have it

You attack me, I attack you
I want this and then I don't
If you hurt me, I'll hurt you three times
If you want it, I'll give it to you, we both know the danger
You fight me and you don't even care

Aim at me and shoot me
But look me in the face while you do it, woman
Aim at me and shoot me
But look me in the face while you do it, woman

Because if I die, I die standing
I was born a warrior, I'll never lose
And if I die, I die being
What you never knew how to be for me

I'm ready for you to come and hurt me
Come for me
Shoot bullets, throw stones, whatever
Come for me

Kill me or let me die, I don't care
Attack, attack, attack
Come for me
Let me die or kill me, I don't care
Attack, attack, attack
Come for me

Uh oh, and I tell it in the neighborhood
Uh oh, and everyone says the same
Uh oh, you brought bad luck
Uh oh, cousin, you're a crime
Uh oh, and I tell it in the neighborhood
Uh oh, and everyone says the same
Uh oh, you brought bad luck
Uh oh, cousin, you're a crime

You have me thinking about the days
When we used to yell at each other and could talk
I'm not jealous of you at all
Stop posting lies on your Instagram

I thought your thing would end quickly
That it wouldn't last long
That Cupid would come back
But I see that no, I see that this has no end
And fighting with the wall doesn't pay off, doesn't pay off

A man like me never cries, they said
But crying over you they found me
And now I feel light in my chest
Because you're not here, I've made it

I want you far away
This fight tires me out
I'll end this war first
Before it can't be healed

I'm going to your house, give me my things
You know what's up?
You're not dumb, you're very fake
You were tasty like a butterfly, you were beautiful

I'm going to your house, give me my things
I don't want anything anymore, hear my prose
Your war tires me, you would want to be a wife
You were like a rose when you weren't hateful

Uh oh, and I tell it in the neighborhood
Uh oh, and everyone says the same
Uh oh, you brought bad luck
Uh oh, cousin, you're a crime
Uh oh, and I tell it in the neighborhood
Uh oh, and everyone says the same
Uh oh, you brought bad luck
Uh oh, cousin, you're a crime

Oh fuck we nice
A-I-S-S-A
Suffering with rhythm