En el callejon

In The Alleyway
Hey Yo
arcangel pa
Bandits Flow
Echo

(Wrapped
since I was a kid in the alleyway
I've always liked the party
the bad things called me
while I trafficked through the alleys of my island)
(Wrapped
since I was a kid in the alleyway
I've always liked the party
the bad things called me
while I trafficked through the alleys of my island)

I can't allow
a crazy person to come and empty a cartridge on me
naah I am the hope of many
I have friends who are happy when I move forward
and even though the street is bad I will try to be a singer
first, put my people first
because when you connect a hit many try to challenge you
many who say they can't handle your punch
but I will keep changing in the meantime
sometimes
I talk to God and he doesn't answer
I ask for my life
and for the day to dawn
I thank him for giving me the true flow
what else can I give if since I was born I am a bandit
since I was little I was sincere
and I learned that things done well must be done with care
if they move they will remain prisoners
of the malicious flow blessed by God
disappearing them

(Wrapped
since I was a kid in the alleyway
I've always liked the party
the bad things called me
while I trafficked through the alleys of my island)
(Wrapped
since I was a kid in the alleyway
I've always liked the party
the bad things called me
while I trafficked through the alleys of my island)

I don't front
I am an imperfect human being
which makes it clear that I have many flaws
lyrically I am an architect
I build towers of rhymes that pass over you and rhyme
while you throw at me my neurons work
I light a fily and instead of killing them I give them life
many talk and by listening they don't die
I have flow to share with those who don't have
tell me what you want if when you throw you can't
they can't stand it they hit themselves against the walls
and they get upset they raised fames
they went to sleep and the baby happened to all of you
I go straight to the point without much cutting without much detail
mom said I'm no good so I'm going to the street
in search of that paper with the green faces
I'm looking for what's mine I doubt they can stop me
(Wrapped
since I was a kid in the alleyway
I've always liked the party
the bad things called me
while I trafficked through the alleys of my island)
(Wrapped
since I was a kid in the alleyway
I've always liked the party
the bad things called me
while I trafficked through the alleys of my island)

Hey yo
arcangel pa
A bandit reporting
You already know pa
Don
Echo me
A bandit of the eggs reports