El case

How many hours did you spend playing soccer?
In the square of your neighborhood,
without disturbances, without shady affairs,
Why did you look for trouble in a thousand dives?
If your mother told you, I'll pay for your studies.

I still remember our blind fat guys,
how we learned to roll joints,
we took turns doing silly things in a circle.
I remember when we used starter pistols,
emulating our rap heroes, damn right!

And why, damn it?
did you have to get close to Lucifer,
we were doing well looting the pryca,
thefts at El Corte Inglés,
Why hash, coke, and then horse?
Tell me Case, damn it,
What was our mistake?

I won't forget when you met the Devil,
you thought he was a providential angel on your path,
and he was a killer,
responsible for a destiny,
he was Satan in the form of a woman
who came to screw you over.

CHORUS
You've been looking for trouble
and can't find a way out
in that maze,
of bars and heroin.
You've been looking for trouble
and late you realize
the penance your mother and your girl suffer...

Second stage,
stealing increases your ego,
third trial to jail,
now you feel fear,
after more than a month,
you leave the slammer,
back to your old ways,
you play and the fire burns you.

Wrapped up with the demon gang,
already tied to a destiny
Marked by tricorn hats,
between gram and gram, a thousand sleepless nights!
a thousand nights of vigil,
respected in the darkness
like the mafias in Sicily,
you learned the technique of the heist,
How many bags emptied,
under a chair?
How many pills for no reason?
How many grams of coke?
a one-way ticket to prison.

Six months later,
you have changed,
your daughter has been born,
your reflection more honest,
the one you hide,
in the street you not only need a name,
the hard part is being able
to make people believe you're a man.

CHORUS
You've been looking for trouble
and can't find a way out
in that maze,
of bars and heroin.
You've been looking for trouble
and late you realize
the penance your mother and your girl suffer...

Once again you form a clan
with the tough guys from the neighborhood,
which cried for a brother,
I look up and see Nano,
you lit the flame,
when we gave you a hand,
tell me, how many bazookas did you smoke?
tell me, how many grams?

Sometimes you went out,
to work the theft with Cho,
drugged up to the soul
to dress up as a boss,
you were masters of the moon,
rested with the sun,
just in time,
right before you got a shock,
you felt the prison gates closing in,
repentant you sat with us,
no problems...
but the devil entered the scene again,
and in your arms Cho raved,
your sentence began...

Just over a year in deep Seville...
some fights, jail and its affairs,
to Huelva from second to second,
a milk truck takes you to La Ribera, another world...
You've been campaigning for two springs,
your family and your people, you feel close to the neighborhood...
Case, scream with me...Freedom...
close your eyes and feel the stage.