Delincuente

I didn't want to be a delinquent
I was born and raised in a hot neighborhood

I didn't want to be a delinquent
But I didn't have enough resources
I was born and raised in a hot neighborhood
Since I was little, I was always disobedient

But thanks to God, everything changed
And now my life is different
I'm still the same with my people
I still hang out with the same ones

I was born in Orcasitas, a neighborhood in Madrid
I was raised by my grandmother, I never met my father
My mother used to go out, come back the next day
That was one of the things that damaged my mind

Little by little, I grew up, I met people
Colombia, Churrita, in short, all the delinquents
I started consuming drugs
Because at home, family arguments were frequent

I was aware but you didn't understand
That I wanted to be a footballer like Angel Di Maria
But I got caught up in the street and drugs
I sold drugs at night and robbed during the day

I still remember my mother's face
The first time she came to pick me up at the Youth Court
I told her, 'Mother, please don't cry, this is only temporary
Better times will come'

Even if I don't want to, I have to keep hustling
Do you think it's easy to see the old lady scrubbing
With the miserable salary they're paying her
How do you expect me to stay idle

I've endured enough but I can't take it anymore
If I don't make it soon, I'll lose it
I'll go out to the street with a bat and a knife
And let whatever happens, happen

I didn't want to be a delinquent
But I didn't have enough resources
I was born and raised in a hot neighborhood
Since I was little, I was always disobedient

But thanks to God, everything changed
And now my life is different
I'm still the same with my people
I still hang out with the same ones