Infancia

Ha, yes, yes, from Ensamble Records
Ha, respects and the best
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Today I present myself, I'm only 12 years old
And I'm tired of my home and all the scoldings
At school sometimes I can't even manage anymore, and
I'm curious about those strange smells
In my nose, while my mind analyzes
I want to know the reason why everyone is laughing
Because the young man on the corner steps on another cigarette butt
And at night in the park because everyone improvises, I
Just walk from school to home
Several lonely blocks all full of threats
And sometimes I wonder, why does he deserve it?
Because before he was clean and now his homelessness grows
What is happening? What is going on?
I closed my eyes, buddy, I inhale the smoke and don't stress, and

Now I don't know, maybe, nothing is what it seems
I don't know what to do, innocence disappears
I opened my eyes in a world that is perishing
And the child I used to be may never return

Today I saw temptation, but I ran away
Walking the streets in the Kennedy area
And although I know I'm still a child, I've already learned the bad and the good
But when I'm at home, only my mind thinks about getting out
Where are friends in the park?
Today I leave without permission, it may not be late
Good buddy who did, just be quiet and dial
I fall back happy and things are already heating up
Now I don't know, maybe, nothing is what it seems
I don't know what to do, innocence disappears
I opened my eyes in a world that is perishing
And the child I used to be may never return
Don't stress, buddy, you still have time
Who is that?
I'm you in five years, what do you think?
I know where that strange smell belongs
Satisfy curiosities and breathe sometimes
Acquaintances formed small signs
And in the language was the place where roles were reversed
Advise your buddies so they don't stumble
On this solid ground that even the toughest shake
Because it hurts to see more than one lost in the L
And see how many are led to model their steps
Don't let your train lose its tracks
Among the fleeting laces of the company of infidels
At this point, mistakes are paid dearly
And now obligations make the months fly

And now I don't know, maybe, nothing is what it seems
I don't know what to do, innocence disappears
Opening my eyes in a world that is perishing
And the child I used to be may never return

Let the light of this path reveal to you
The path to follow that the decibels left
Don't let your soul freeze
Because sometimes the dreamy child is the only one who can
Show you that life has many more levels
Than the ones this reality of four walls shows
Although these walls that interfere in my life
They became the canvases that by grace they grant me
Paint them with my hands until the day the skills remain, the shelves remain

And now I don't know, maybe, nothing is what it seems
I don't know what to do, innocence disappears
Opening my eyes in a world that is perishing
And the child I used to be may never return
And now I don't know, maybe, nothing is what it seems
I don't know what to do, innocence disappears
Opening my eyes in front of a wall of colors

Respects and the best, respects and the best
From Ensamble Records
Yerson on the beat
Joes on the production