Las Bendiciones (part. Los Dos Carnales)

Thanks, my Saint Juditas, for all the blessings
They look at me with envy and it's all thanks to my God
I shut down a big talker real quick
If he talks too much, it's because he's got balls and takes on the mission
Better keep quiet

Don't offend the race, if you don't know the deal
If they cross the line, just watch who they're messing with
I know how to handle it too
And you'll see we're not as pleasant as we make ourselves out to be
What do you think?

Keeping an eye on my kids, my mother, and my sisters
And my old man, they know how things are
In the neighborhood is my crew and true friends
What do you know, if you weren't a street kid?
Such a good shot like in combos, 'cause we grew up in the ghetto
And my mom, she's the woman I love the most

Goodbye to the negative; hello, positive vibes
Friendly with the friendly, and the fakes, well, goodbye
I send them a blessing
Because here we have more principles, more value, and education
And heart

I don't need an agent, that's for the kids
Happy on my horse, as the sun sets over the hills
I don't live with alcohol
I'd rather have a drink with my people, at the Razor, I roll
What a blessing

I bring life experience, I know the tricks
'Cause there are many who think they're Tony Montana
I just keep moving forward and don't get caught up in stupid things
Always listen to the advice of the old man
Such a good shot like in combos, 'cause we grew up in the ghetto
And my mom, she's the woman I love the most