Sangre De Mi Sangre (feat. Ruff)

With just one person in this world I have fought with punches to then hug him, and ask for forgiveness
The same one I have taken out of prison several times
For drug dealing, for fighting or for being a bastard

It's as if a heart that I don't have is beating
The only one in my ranks who knows my battles
We looked into each other's eyes the day they said dad died
And I think that day we did feel fear

The same one that left when I said: It's all good
We're good at something, if we have to pull, let's pull
If we have to steal, what do we do?
Or else, how the hell do we eat?

And while mom believed her children were working
The money she received was from the money they packed
That they smoked and sold, rap didn't know me
But one day we met and took other paths

Rhymes, studies, songs and tours of mine
Craziness, breakdowns, madness and adventures
In which I never saw him stay still
Bad for spinning top like Dennis the Menace

He's not a dog but there's a bone, he's a ruffian, he never backs down
Of those I want to see at my funeral and not in a coffin
You can criticize me from the computer
But, you damn talker, if my brother spoke to you

Maybe he would tell you about the times, about the jobs we did to earn bills to spend
When he earned tons of bills that I later asked him for to be able to go record

Never-ending story, because they speak out of ignorance
Because they have nothing important to talk about themselves
Dad had a family, I remember and knew
Today I wish I didn't even remember I knew

Because, where were all those damn days?
That they didn't wonder if their relatives were eating, but oh well
We were in the music, and of all the people my brother was the only one

That I knew with those skills
Of spending a lot of hours freestyling on Christmas
Today mine in the mission, without egos or vanities
With a blunt on the balcony telling the news

They, may try to damage my name
They, don't know what it's like to suffer hunger
They, know the character and not the man
They, are not blood of my blood

He, I wouldn't buy him with all the money
Nor would I exchange him for that dream
I could give my life if it's about him
He's blood of my blood

Many tell the story, but who doesn't know it?
We make daggers, music and business since twelve years ago
What are you going to tell me about the street, craziness and robberies?
That's what we dedicated ourselves to when we were kids

I remember those times, I drive, you light it up
Also when I said: I supply you and you sell it
It was better to sell it to live peacefully
When mom said: Perla, you gave me shelter

You're blood of my blood, my brother and my compadre
And if I'm going to die for you, you know I don't give a damn
The envious one who barks at us because things aren't going well is common
I betrayed the two-faced, with my brother I'm a hundred

In good times and bad they know I have a brother
He carries the bullets and screw their mother
Mine is not interest, it's affection and brotherhood
How many say you've changed, and with me you've been the same

It's for the little boss that we're still alive
He sends us his blessing
Old times when there wasn't even a plate of food
Today there's a buffet in the mansion

Because if we struggled, sometimes there wasn't even a peso
Sometimes you only see Diego, a lot of smoke and a lot of that
We don't look alike, they say: We're not the same
Let them say what they want, until the end we're brothers

They, may try to damage my name
They, don't know what it's like to suffer hunger
They, know the character and not the man
They, are not blood of my blood

He, I wouldn't buy him with all the money
Nor would I exchange him for that dream
I could give my life if it's about him
He's blood of my blood