Corre por tu vida

I live in a different world to which I will take you
You can save yourself to fight the coming year
I want to be a singer and not continue the life of a criminal before
Because it's very possible that they won't let me pass Tuesday
Money got me into the drug business
Of course, I know that whoever leads me into that world doesn't advocate for me
And now that with the troubles my throat is in the noose
I let respect be left, I remember my biggest slogan
Unfortunately, my neighborhood lives by guns
And it's not the one with the most guns but the one with the most balls
Maybe they'll say that for me singing this is a lie
But no! Whoever sings is another son of the underworld
This talk that is neither English nor French nor Hebrew
In Caracas I dictate all my paraphrase, I start the mess
Only if some idiot talks to me rudely
If I have a gun, I sew it, if not, I knock him out
And there's one thing that's forgiven, I learned that in the world of beasts
That the most thug lives until the idiot wants
What I write is not fictional, nor what I say in my lyrics
For me, a thug is not dead but alive
Does the one who has henchmen on top for killing idiots
Fight in a prison to see if they put him in
Because I've seen scum with like 30 henchmen
But when they fall, they act like cowards and bend over
When they come out, they say they fought hard
With a mouthful of milk and a dick in the left hand
And in the right hand with a fan at full throttle
And then they say they are the toughest people

If you think you get attention with your stories, they bore you
Speaking the first thing that comes to mind
Better save them, you fall from my tower, no one helps you
Before you erase yourself, run for your life, run
What's wrong, do you think you get bored with your stories
Speaking the first thing that comes to mind
Better save them, you fall from my tower, no one helps you
Before you erase yourself, run for your life, run

I know I'm alive thanks to music and God
They were the two great factors to get out of that atrocious world
Do you think you're doing well when you reflect on children
And let them think that a man is more of a man behind bars
Who told you that manhood is achieved by killing others
First study what crime is and its synonym
This is my anonymous for those who act like rats
And wake up from that fantasy when they're killed
I'm not one of those who start fights because they're sponsored
And when they're alone, they pee themselves, they don't turn into flour
I've sold drugs to support myself
And I have to walk armed to protect myself from envy
Because evil wants to see me
I've eaten the green
I come from a world that doesn't lie where everything is a mind
Women throw away friends sell themselves
That's why I pull the trigger on anyone who tries to mess with me
They set you up for guns
Or else your girl makes you mix drinks
And even she stabs you
At least I stand in the sand and play live
And I don't fill formulas with what I don't live

If you think you get attention or your stories bore you
Speaking the first thing that comes to mind
Better save them, you fall from my tower, no one helps you
Before you erase yourself, run for your life, run
What's wrong, do you think you get bored with your stories
Speaking the first thing that comes to mind
Better save them, you fall from my tower, no one helps you
Before you erase yourself, run for your life, run