Callejero (feat Tego Calderon)

Don!
Streetwise I am
Never forget where I come from
And I keep thanking god
Because I survived
And still here
I was born on the street, live and die
Streetwise I am
Never forget where I come from
I will keep fighting with my own fire
I was born on the street, live and die

William omar landrón
At 36 he gets even
Only god judges me
And forgives me, toñita

I'm from the corner
Where the kid used to dodge his own
And while the note dropped
I worked

From the corner where for 10 pesos
It got complicated
I grew up and at a profit of two
The police take me away

Where for 500 dirty pesos
The buddies kill each other
And wait for me to fall in prison
And even the ladies get involved

Where there is no loyalty
Respect or feeling
Tell me what's nice
In this concrete jungle
Where there is hunger and education is poor
And the kids run around playing gangster

Mr. Governor, I know it's not your fault
And forgive the noise, but it's not better to live here
Maybe where I'm from they smoke like it's nothing
But where you come from, even the feet go on strike

Mr. President, without correction, it wouldn't be efficient
There would be more engineers, fewer criminals
How ironic, you thinking about a war
Before being logical and reforming your people

Streetwise I am
Never forget where I come from
And I keep thanking god
Because I survived
And still here
I was born on the street, live and die

Streetwise I am
Never forget where I come from
I will keep fighting with my own fire
I was born on the street, live and die

Tego Calderon
The last don
Hey, the street cost me a bit of everything
Buddies are the ones who hang me, man
Streetwise I am, I don't know if it was given to me
And I came out unscathed from the mess

Veteran of a thousand campaigns who made it
Thanks to god and all of you, who liked what I do
It's serious, jail, cemetery, or throwing everyone in the middle
From drug dealer to snitch is a huge change
If I were you, I'd think about it
Carefully before you sit down
In the witness chair against your people
Today is not protection, identity doesn't give a reaction
No, so they don't give you a hard time
Take consequences, daddy
I hope you're saved or your case will be sad
And in your shoes, a lot of time inside
Balls to the wall, just like a man
A little inside, a little outside
Prison is part of this story
So you know, for me, you're just street
When the ugly ones catch you and you don't cooperate
Don't shake, don't snitch
Got it now, kid

Streetwise I am
Never forget where I come from
And I keep thanking god
Because I survived
And still here
I was born on the street, live and die

Streetwise I am
Never forget where I come from
I will keep fighting with my own fire
I was born on the street, live and die

Hey
Tego Calderon
The last don
The king
And the son of a bitch on the microphone
The real ones, crushing the fakes
Chris jeday
Gaby music
Hey
Streetwise I am
Never forget where I come from
And I keep thanking god
Because I survived
And still here
I was born on the street, live and die