La zone (part. JC Reyes)

I burned to death
I burned to death
I burned to death
I worked my ass off to death, I was locked up for two lives
Nervous and impulsive, but there's shit that ruins my muses (muses)

I worked my ass off, my mouth, I was locked up for two lives (locked up for two lives)
Nervous and impulsive, but there's the shit that ruins my muses (ruins my muses)
And the equation of my whole life was solved on the account sheet (on the account sheet)
Doubts come into play, my brother, if you make the slightest deviation (han-han)

And there I go straight into Rotter' (Rotter'), watch out at the roundabout, they turn around (turn around)
I have nothing left, come back on time, I'll keep the best part of the 'quette for you (the 'quette)
And I s-skied them on the ground, I meet them again when I go to get my graille
Fuck, I don't live that anymore but I think about it when I'm high

There I am in hoodie, RS, Merco, Benz
Rolex, Rolex, in your mother
Marbe, Rio, Mexican
But after all that, I have to settle down, mother

I'm tired of running into cops in the area again
I'm tired of running into cops in the area again
I'm tired of running into cops in the area again
I'm tired of running into cops in the area again

There I am in hoodie, RS, Merco, Benz
Rolex, Rolex, in your mother
Marbe, Rio, Mexican
But after all that, I have to settle down, his mother

Yo me quemo en la calle por jugar con fuego (fuego)
The dam and until now
Mask and guante', the bride the smile
Vamo' a segurar la vaina si pego

What you're looking for is like the Tego
Police doubled it
Prefer a life in the story
That other bala, pobreza me niego

The strike is in Marrueco' and is carried out by that
Lo' niño' llaman pa' chaleco, le far tout tienem chip
Hacemo' carga' con lo' sueco, trato con iraquí
Por el dinero à' los ojo' siempre encima de mí

It's a small thing, but it doesn't take away from it
Si le metimo' al dueño, no era por hacerle daño
Is because I don't have any (empeño), I don't have anything other than that
See my dream come true
Olvidando ya se fireon l’ malo’ año

I'm tired of running into cops in the area again
I'm tired of running into cops in the area again
I'm tired of running into cops in the area again
I'm tired of running into cops in the area again

There I am in hoodie, RS, Merco, Benz
Rolex, Rolex, in your mother
Marbe, Rio, Mexican
But after all that, I have to settle down, his mother

In your mother
In your mother
In your mother