Por Mi Caserio

Thank God, 'cause I'm still breathing
Using my talent to help my people
I'm gonna keep shining and representing the hood
The hood (hahaha!) to set goals amidst the chaos
And I'm gonna leave you hooked, aiming for the bottom
In a couple of avenues, you've seen me messed up

But that's how I say it, to keep moving forward
I'm no longer a criminal, now I'm a singer
Spreading my fame shining among the giants
If you mess with my crew, they'll kill you
(Hahaha!) Partner, watch out, and don't disrespect me
Or I'll send a couple of shots so you never get up

[Hector El Father]

For my Hood
Many of my buddies have been killed
For my Hood
I enjoy all that I've fought for
For my Hood
I've left a few lying down
For my Hood... (For my Hood!)

For my Hood, I was in prison, back in ninety-four
You've had a fit over a pair of shoes
Turned the tables, had like four
And the horse was on fire, for the fool's shovel
(For my Hood...!)
There were shootouts all the time
And whoever chickened out was probably fake
No matter what they say, Capiche, they had the cops
And the masked ones, (Trrah!) uncovered thirty-four

For my Hood
Many of my buddies have been killed
For my Hood
I enjoy all that I've fought for
For my Hood
I've left a few lying down
For my Hood... (For my Hood!)

For my Hood
Many of my buddies have been killed
For my Hood
I enjoy all that I've fought for
For my Hood
I've left a few lying down
For my Hood... (For my Hood!)

[Alexio]

The Hood, on the bridge comes the archangel donkey loki
If I drop a bomb, they'll come at you with wookytooky
I sing with a drum, I'll show you the movie and the gothic ones
They boast about catching you doing various things
And you grew up, Alexio the beast, the hated one
Carolina, Parque Ecuestre (You copied it, dude!)
You're a snitch, don't talk much and get on the map
Son of a b*tch, we're gonna lower your lid
Super sticky, we offer you seventy for the cape
And with the clistia now on fire, Less will sink you

I'm crazy, your lyrics don't even come close to me
I've been shooting since Carlos, focusing on the legend

[Cosculluela]

In my Hood from the east
Two hundred and twenty are running
With three coffees more, they won't last even on the bridge

Don't mess with me, my name for the transients with my rhythm
Little bosses inside the anchor

The hood knows me, the prince of the kids, the packages
(You know!) The thirty that go outside are sweater-wearers
I talk to my office daily, they tell me Coscu if he goes in
Don't mark your tattoos, it's compromising, don't even block the gates
(Broadcast everything I say on the radio!)
War at my level, and selling your soul to the devil
Bronze Decato, I handle it like a killer from Ponce
I have connections to crash them like nine eleven
(In my Hood!...)

(This is another level!)...

[Hector El Father]

For my Hood...
I change the beret, and the black cats come in through the window
And I know the borrowed ones picked up the suitcase
I'm the terror, for anyone who messes with me
(For my Hood...!)
I boasted and unmasked them
A shot (Pa' Pa' Pa'!)
And for the damn
Shark, I know you by the fin
Come down here, there's no fear here and we'll leave you in the drawer

For my Hood
Many of my buddies have been killed
For my Hood
I enjoy all that I've fought for
For my Hood
I've left a few lying down
For my Hood... (For my Hood!)

For my Hood
Many of my buddies have been killed
For my Hood
I enjoy all that I've fought for
For my Hood
I've left a few lying down
For my Hood... (For my Hood!)

(Haha!)
(Haha!)

[Alexio]

Hey, you can have all the powers you want...
But in the streets, you die...
Another level...