Consejo de oro

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There are very few left
Because being able to have a lot, he has nothing
Because he has never received tombstones
Because he is an honest man
Because he is an upright and poor man

Thank you my friend
But what you think of me
You could also think of yourself
Because following the path you have chosen
You too will leave this world
With not much more than what you're wearing

Yorbin give me a hug
And always remember everything I tell you, every step
The crazy girls, choose your friends wisely
Never tarnish the beauty of love
Take my good things, not the bad ones son
You know about the street and our damn chaos

Sex, drugs, and no one is a friend
They sell you for coins, they envy your boogers
We hurt good women's hearts
She left home as a shy girl
In love with the talk of the rogue chayán
Our little friends, young ones died because of our reality

From the spicy bad world
The knives, the pills, the cocaine
The acids and the glue
Spicy bad world
Burials hospitals
Sick minds by thousands of faces in their lives
From this spicy bad world
So lacking and degrading

Why enter this labyrinth
Where you have to be strong to find a way out
Like Richie my beautiful buddy
Trapped in that reflective cell
Pure heart, for my buddy available to your family
I tell Yorbin that this is not life
That house of cards would collapse

Gold coins, that was the path we chose
Because of the poverty we grew up in
Without a father to ask for encouragement
A warrior grandmother, alone with her seven children
To rise, that was the destiny
And each one achieve their goals
I raised you to be great, a real winner
You choose the route yourself
Intelligent steps or get tangled in the abyss
Why piranhas, if you can have the loyalty of the peaceful
The transparency of the flesh son
The coolest thing is to have something firm

My buddy, the trap with everything
Don't play with fire, nor walk through the mud
To the stars I recommended my treasures
Dear mother, thank you for forgiving me everything

Yorbin my life
Warrior children of the earth we are
Your water moon, your sun, your air, pure blood
Different from the street atmosphere
Criteria, you know what it means to be serious
Your principles, remember they are your deeds
Live life always strong in the moment
You will leave this world
With not much more than what you're wearing
Father and mother without counting what we have done
Your water moon, your sun, your air, pure blood
Don't mix it with the street atmosphere