El Dinero

A smile and it's already night (ah?)
And he still hasn't had breakfast (what?)
Another one today with a new car (bah)
None will escape death
The lights of my city green and red at the traffic light
Bullets flying with the wind
With the birds, childhoods dreaming on the sidewalk sheets (go)

Women's lips for wallet paper
Money is a curse
That everyone wants but not everyone can afford
Some earn it, some steal it
Some kill, some die
As long as hope survives
To the cop, to the doctor, to the big ones, to the little ones
From poor to rich, to workers and politicians
Dollars, coins, bills and pesos don't distinguish race, everyone gets sick of it
Extra, extra, it hasn't been said in the news

A new virus has spread, once called 'greed'
If a friend caresses it, it would trigger with malice
Symptoms to regret, they talk about envy that suffocates

Friendship and greed went to the countryside
One day they even called each other 'bro', they knew each other for years
And they invited a bill that both recognized
They ended up killing each other because they both wanted it

They say the world is yours, crazy
The world is mine and if the world is both of ours, that's where the trouble begins
Whoever has more power, others don't even dare to speak
Of those friends who are worth a penny, I'm not interested, I don't trust
Hey uncle, when he dies, a coffin full of green bills
I'll go myself and put them in because I'm the one who raps the truth that makes them uneasy
Like Jorge Ramos talking to Peña Nieto
Money is a curse that everyone wants
But not everyone can afford
Some earn it, some steal it
Some kill, some die
As long as hope survives
To the cop, to the doctor, to the big ones, to the little ones
From poor to rich, to workers and politicians
Dollars, coins, bills and pesos
It doesn't distinguish race, everyone gets sick of it

Money is cursed, everyone wants the honey
I remember it was for fucking money and I left home
Because one peso and another peso are two
The family is ten, and it won't be cheap for the boss
I managed to put my voice on tapes
Then partners are two
The third round of grams and a fourth day without food
I fasted them and that sucks
Masks of friends I helped and now they detest me

The church makes you believe
That religion costs you
And yet faith and music one day gave me an answer
I'm not going to buy happiness with money
But to make life easier for those I love

To those who loved me before C-Kan was famous
Those who threw kush instead of dirt in my grave
If a homie steals a loaf of bread
They still call it a robbery
I never diverted resources like the government and banks
A fee for the black man
Bosses spreading the white
It's been known for a long time who moves the ship
Today it's not necessary and I'm glad
Because we come from the cliff
If you're worth what you have, I'm like a blank check (ah, ah)

Money is a curse that everyone wants
But not everyone can afford
Some earn it, some steal it, some kill, some die
As long as hope survives

To the cop, to the doctor, to the big ones, to the little ones
From poor to rich, to workers and politicians
Dollars, coins, bills and pesos
It doesn't distinguish race, everyone gets sick of it