Guerra de Ganchos

There, there in that church we mourned his uncles
In those lockers is where his brothers stayed
We used to set up the traps back in that courtyard
And the stash is up there on that roof
You have to tell Diaz to show him
Because my buddy also messes it up
What a heart is what there is, right?

Poverty touched my veins, my blood gently poisons
God forbid to return to those times full of war
Those days and those horrors that now disgust me
Those cages, those feelings that keep me awake
Words sounded like the noise of 38 caliber guns
If you don't see complex math (additions and subtractions)
Let them know I gave everything on this earth and let them know
That blood weighs more than coins

I arrived in Brooklyn, pure downtown Bogotá and when I saw the money
I said I have to be the one to rule in this hell
And there I imagined being the king, having an empire
I come from filthy poverty
And for seeking the weight my family has been imprisoned
I grew up among bullets and energies where evil reigns
They killed the monkey and I played billiards

The hooks were formed, shootouts began
For control of the piece, security with slingshots
The circus shows us a death a cappella

The hook wars, monopoly of Aceras
Where thousands died for the turns of the lleca
They rolled the dice, if they were killed by the roulette
We talk about the hunters and the prey

Additions and subtractions winning even though losing in other turns
What matters is the money that the family flourishes
My sequels, product of the sickening misery
That drug was the food of souls in pain
They felt the heat, they were the bonfire and however
If I could erase those scenes
If I could rewrite the complete story
I would seek tears to turn into fresh water

Gods and devils between paper and coins
Between dirty nails and stinking asses
Tie it up, here comes the sergeant to collect
Offering a drug that will be blamed on someone
The Garden of Eden, the gates of war
Break it and end it quickly to settle scores
Some even put a price on my head
And there I met other people who would watch my back

The hooks were formed, shootouts began
For control of the piece, security with slingshots
The circus shows us a death a cappella

The hook wars, monopoly of Aceras
Where thousands died for the turns of the lleca
They rolled the dice, if they were killed by the roulette
We talk about the hunters and the prey

Sirens sound and baldies the bell is lit
The soldiers watch us, it's a weekend
Where not even respect would be lacking, they peeled for guns
And they sounded immediately
In this neighborhood life is worth nothing
The word is worth and the criterion is who takes care of you
And finding a friend around here that didn't exist
Nobody loves anyone and they wouldn't even throw blood at me
They made me the coffin to take over mine
And because love existed this movie would continue
Being my mother's son and in the store next door
Fire in the streets of the mouse and who would sell more drugs
Power and money arrived, what was worth
Facing more turns and fixing police
The old man died in jail days ago
And we were left with the piece and then everyone wanted it