Mala Fortuna

Ey, ey

Another night I fall asleep far from you
With madness at two hundred miles per hour
On the road in search of you I returned
Arriving in your area, I bought a little drugs
And found myself in trouble

And a beat that holds so much value in my slang
If they want to stop, I have to act back
Make a call and the return is settled
Dad for the drug, from heaven with his blessing
From the cradle to the alley, with the gun in the drawer
I die with my gun
But first I send a couple to the fire
For trying to betray the mafia
He's not with his mother and his brother for Christmas
Five summers have passed, waiting for him to arrive
But he's not going to arrive, he's never going to arrive

Bad luck
He wanted to enter the street business to make a fortune
He lied to the mafia and now sleeps in a star next to the moon
I was raised to be loyal to anyone who offers help
That's why on the street no one doubts
That the Big Boss pulls out and ensures

Bad luck
He wanted to enter the street business to make a fortune
He lied to the mafia and now sleeps in a star next to the moon
I was raised to be loyal to anyone who offers help
That's why on the street no one doubts
That the Big Boss pulls out and ensures

Another night I fall asleep far from you
With madness at two hundred miles per hour
On the road in search of you I returned
Arriving in your area, I bought a little drugs
And found myself in trouble
Oh, I found myself in trouble

And I found myself in trouble when I saw my partner
With two holes in his chest lying on the ground
How am I going to forget? I know we'll see each other soon
I'm going to that place where the bandits are
In the middle of the mafia, trying to give something to our race
The poor people, when I sing, know what's going on
I'm not going to be intimidated by threats
With two guns pointing at me from the terrace

Bad luck
He wanted to enter the street business to make a fortune
He lied to the mafia and now sleeps in a star next to the moon
I was raised to be loyal to anyone who offers help
That's why on the street no one doubts
That the Big Boss pulls out and ensures

Bad luck
He wanted to enter the street business to make a fortune
He lied to the mafia and now sleeps in a star next to the moon
I was raised to be loyal to anyone who offers help
That's why on the street no one doubts
That the Big Boss pulls out and ase-

This is not music, it's drugs, eh