Barro

(Ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra, ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
(Ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra, ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
(Ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra, ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)

I’m the miracle mom had, born in '96
Knew I’d be a musician since I was three
Dancing salsa at my grandma’s, moving my feet
I was living the dream when I woke up, you see

And even if the current pulls me, I like to swim upstream
I put the noose around my neck for those I care about, it seems
Gotta have the right attitude to carry this weight
My words say so much, I’ve got my own printing plate

I’m tired of walking, let the wind take me away
I’m done living fast, I wanna slow down today
I’m not one for photos, I live in the moment
But I’ll snap one with mom, I know she’ll own it

What luck I had finding you, with so much around
I fell for your words and the love that I found
Thinking of you, missing you, feeling your touch
If you run, I run, if you jump, I jump, that’s the crutch

My friends are proud to see me wear my crown
But my grandma’s even prouder, I’m a good person, no doubt
I graduated from life, where’s my diploma now?
Tell me, who’s laughing now, can you show me how?

I didn’t finish high school, but I built my own biz
The magic was always inside my head, that’s the whiz
I traded my lack of air for a breath of greatness
And to think I didn’t wanna leave my space, that’s the fateness

The world scared me, especially the people
How many kill for nothing? How many betray, it’s lethal?
But I’m blessed, my angel’s watching over me
To find my way, I know it’s never too late, you see

I freeze up sometimes on stage, it’s true
My devils, my angels, I thank them daily too
I went unnoticed in the blocks of my hood
Now my grandpa says I’m the star of Almagro, it’s good

The higher you climb, the harder the fall
But I won’t deny that pain inspires us all
I left my destructive self for another life
When I run out of reasons to keep living, that’s the strife

And I’ll keep trying as long as I’ve got the drive
'Cause I’m here today, but maybe gone tomorrow, I’ll strive
My people singing my song like a crowd at a game
And my best line on the wall, that’s my claim to fame

Ah, on the painted wall (ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
My best line on the painted wall (ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
Ah, on the painted wall (ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
My best line on the painted wall

(Ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra, ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
(Ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra, ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
(Ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra, ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)
(Ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra, ta-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta-ra)

(Mud)
(Mud)
(Mud)
(Mud)

(Mud)
(If I don’t sing what I feel)
(I’ll die inside, that’s the deal)