Generación Maldita (feat. Morad)

Eh, eh, eh-eh-eh, eh
Eh-eh (says, wing), eh

I already knew that with all the bad, comes all the good
With the phone ringing all day, I pass mom zero
If the pilot all day by my side is looking for the gap where I live

The [?], is the only tender thing
Eyes open just in case smoke comes out of my mouth, while I watch Picasso
Calm is breathed, but they are false memories
The capital never sleeps, and punishes you relentlessly

Cursed generation, diamonds of dynamite
Bad deeds, good life, where forgiveness is not forgotten
Where Plaza Castilla is, young guy with two daughters
Night falls, they look for cars, they work the switchboard
At the same time the neighbor wakes up
She also has two children, the two jobs dominate her

Abusive schedules, abusive salaries
It's normal for those two children to risk it daily
The neighborhood is loops, stories that repeat
Veterans make the joints, the young compete
Fractures of the wall, here progresses the one who fulfills
Bullets make adjustments, [?] personal business

[?]
You don't know what's going to happen, you just want to win
Too much feeling (too much feeling)
Slaves of the straight path (slaves of the straight path)

[?]
You don't know what's going to happen, you just want to win
Too much feeling (too much feeling)
Slaves of the straight path (slaves of the straight path)

Deals with Capo Carlos, and greetings to Gonzalo
It's been a while since more than one pretends to be tough
Small taunts in my neighborhood are the bullets
Mortal jumps' because bad waves come
Here amateurs of the times' 'the Motorola
And they are not lovers, the police control

Dominican scooter, old men with the pigeons
Children are taken care of and their dreams peek out
Mom doesn't forgive, some drown
I swear it's a shame, no one visits you

No one calls you, when you're in the sentence
Cursed generation, diamonds of dynamite
The street is different, problems are not avoided
Some put their asses to have visitors'
Others break their backs for the benefit
The thing is different, and the leech is tiny
If they act on you at times, where you no longer care
The kids need the adrenaline
The elders in my neighborhood live with a thorn'

Envy is a killer or very bad for the moment
People fail you for sentiment'
Wanting to take everything without saying sorry
It's just that the bad only takes me inside

Bad drinks in centers, some in the slammer'
Passing time' that we've gone through
No one in the group wanted to show off
Of all the bad things I've been through sometimes'

I wanted to see everything, but bad
It's just that the good made me blind
That's how I entered life
That's how I stay in the game

[?]
You don't know what's going to happen, you just want to win
Too much feeling (too much feeling)
Slaves of the straight path (slaves of the straight path)

[?]
You don't know what's going to happen, you just want to win
Too much feeling
Slaves of the straight path

Says, wing
M.D.L. r (280), ah (280)
Sma3
Ah, eh, 280, ah (The M.D.L. r)
The M.D.L. r (The M.D.L. r)
The M.D.L. r (The M.D.L. r)
The M.D.L. r, 280

Cursed generation, diamonds of dynamite, ah-ah-ah
Cursed generation, diamonds of dynamite, ah-ah-ah
Cursed generation, diamonds of dynamite, ah-ah
280, M.D.L. r