Cambios

I've been awake for a while now
Closing my eyes just to sleep, and yet I think I'm awake
Changes, steps are changes
Every day we notice people from our neighborhoods are different
Situations of jokes, your girlfriend and her jerking off

The same one you used to say 'I love you' to is now the one you trash talk
You don't hold back, you don't give a shit about what happened
We all had an impossible love in class
Today we fight for what we do have
Some more, some less

In the end, we're all doing the best we can
Fighting to keep going and get what we want
We're not looking for trophies, others are looking for problems
I turn on my PC, lower the blinds, and write
Since I started rapping, I'm here to stay alive
I write gossip about guys and girls that I say
Damn, it's sad to see that from someone who was my friend

Don't you think? They talk about superficiality
And among friends who speak badly, they talk about their friendship
Tell me what to expect from people who don't expect anything from themselves
And tell me what to expect from time if it doesn't wait for you
I'm an MC like hundreds of thousands who defend themselves
For what they see, they are what they are, and they talk about what they learn
They accept it but recommend their interior
And they say fucking idiot knowing you made a great song

Reality is what is captured and there are no rivalries
Mixing rum with coke, I polish the asses of idiots
Oh! How I feel listening to diversity
Of MCs who wanted to show off their skills
Father, sometimes I feel alone

Talking to the mirror when I'm already feeling terrible
Looking into my eyes while I wonder so much
That my mind is a field of bats and horror
Sometimes I act dumb to make others laugh
Other times I have no more laughs, and who makes me smile?
When everything comes crashing down

The warmth she gives off when she touches me
Is perfection if I talk about climates
I saw more than I wanted, I know more than I want
More than doing, I was made, scars without asking for forgiveness
I don't have a gift, I have a body

That contains a life
And it's already wounded in feelings more than dead
Every time I go to bed thinking about what will become of what I have
I tremble inside, I think I'll lose it all

Between sheets and dreams I get in
I want to be still but end up talking a lot
And I don't listen, I'm a bad example
Patterns as an investment in my happiness
Looking back, I see memories I try to forget

And if I had to choose between everything and rap
I would write that I lost everything but would still live the same, and today
My music is someone's peace when they listen to me
No matter the age, rap takes you away from the struggles
Stay firm in attack position

In case the friend gets mad and goes from being a buddy to a motherfucker
If what I do doesn't represent you
It's simple, don't listen to me, the rap you make is the shit I dump
So let's talk less, when you do something better, I'll shut up

While silence in the room, bitches, look at your flaws

I'm running out of air, I want two more lungs
If I were the one copying, your rap and such wouldn't exist
Vital music affects just like the tranquilizer
Call it numbing of people
Voice, beat, calm, and peace