La Vida Te da Sorpresas

And from all the outcomes I see in different people, I thought now I don’t believe it, life is a mixed bag.
Everyone chases their dreams that push them to set aside the guilt, and don’t think life is beautiful,
But it’s also ugly, some already figure it out, others wait through the night, it’s worth the risk to win even if life
Likes to play, losing and winning in the same spot, understanding that sometimes you gotta chill.
Live life no matter what happens, don’t care about the place or who you’re born with.

Today you walk, but tomorrow stop and discover new streets and with them new faces.
And time keeps passing like a friend declaring itself by the face that shelters you today.
A big problem in your face, you think you know it, but honestly, I don’t know, Jesus got a
Bad look at midnight, envy doesn’t mix with evil, don’t enjoy the wickedness.
The hypocrisy of the wicked is recognized over time, the friendship of the fool is
Like a gadget that’s useless and costs less, the hypocrite.
In life, you always go through a rough patch, dragging your tongue like a shoe’s tongue.

But sometimes characters in my life left a mark, never forgotten, a stray bullet.
Adrift on that journey, their life sinks.

Learn to handle the good and the bad in the battlefield like
Dodging bullets, you laugh and cry in this world for a chance.
You lose but you learn, and along the way, you get wise.
You’ll find justice in your inner peace, you’ll thank God
Because it could have been worse, and while the sun rises again, drying the
Tears of pain, and while calm like the wind, I manage the anguish.
My luck changes color.

You show one face and behind it, you peel off another, it’s already scarred from how much you’ve used it.
Irony turns against you, it’s smeared with falsehood (tell the truth), it’s smeared with hypocrisy.
What you lack is will (that’s right), it chokes your throat in a league where
You lie since you get up, you can’t take it, and you claim paradise, but there’s a lot of roof for that.
What’s done is done, and later you’ll remember when you’re in your bed what you did right,
What you did wrong, what you didn’t do, and who’s gonna remember it.

Nando Nandez, aka Ramirez, pure grind from Medellin, Colombia, fuck the whole world.

But sometimes characters in my life left a mark, never forgotten, a stray bullet.
Adrift on that journey, their life sinks.

Losing and winning in the same spot, understanding that sometimes you gotta chill.
Live life no matter what happens, don’t care about the place or who you’re born with.