Prieto Beretta

Ok Ok this is the reggaeton of the 21st century (you know) me against the world, producers don't cheat the singers this album is dedicated to the people who didn't believe in me (Take it) haha I'm killing it already you know I'm not a toy jealous ones on the ground here comes Prieto hahaha…
That's life (of course) Underground record haha Prieto Beretta.

I've always been advised by pure serial killers with goats on top they moved around in the open air they told me, kid, get crowns before they break you, one has to make money before they plant you, you understand? I got tired of waiting for Santa Claus every December he never brought me gifts there was no chimney but the antenna that remained on the roof was a stick clear thought it was strange to see kids the next day carrying gifts seriously mine I'm too much of a sufferer it's not a stop I turned 10 and said I can't take this it wasn't envy but I wanted to have everything the son of Escobar Pablo damn I thought it was too long a dream macabre I decided to get into bad stuff really bad stuff robbing devils my brother and I haven't even told you how an aunt of mine tied me up to burn my left hand in my short life I've done many illegal jobs more than once I shrugged my shoulders damn carrying selling bananas I remember it brought me that's why I respect myself where I stand I've been robbing contraband businesses the only way killing to kill hunger commanding first get money I liked to walk around signing expensive clothes brand shoes to keep moving I didn't know Mother's Day much less Father's Day etc don't criticize me witches don't talk that I never had my parents present me against the world because they have treated me like a miserable speaking clearly in a simple way if you have nothing you don't shine tell me how much you have I'll tell you who you are guerrilla it annoys me to know that my parents don't wish well for me annoying to know when your own blood humiliates you kneels they claim to be a family with a lie spoiling you worse than the bedpan my parents were never present in my life rather they were absent in my life now they are they annoy me to speak they force me by giving me a bite of food they humiliate me they say I'm useless I walk cautiously I haven't put a bullet in life I'm putting so much effort into my career I grabbed paper pencil left guns me against the world they say it's round like a ball greetings to my audience hello doing a survey the day I wrote this song I realized that money controls consciousness whoever dreams it's a lie let them deny me the real ones before you regret this is what the damn money produces for not having given for the rent my dad treated me violently the interest Money Money Money Money… (Ambition Money Money Money…) I know my life doesn't interest you but still Prieto Beretta tells it to you while writing this song I was crying without desolation tears were falling on each line writing the most real reality my religion wouldn't lie to myself from the heart I'm working one day I'll see them asking me for forgiveness I don't care about opinions if you were coal people say that whoever throws at their family ruins themselves well I haven't seen them girl they've done it to me as a routine there are people who self-murder with their own medicine me against the world Venezuelan jibaro the difference is that it's in record stores like on the corners.

In '92 my weapon was a snake, in 2005 my weapon is ME AGAINST THE WORLD, my weapon is a pencil I write with blood, that's why my music is not for the love of money but for the love of music to the real ah?