Bueno Pa' Lo Malo (feat. Remik Gonzalez, El Pinche Mara y Sid MSC)

It's Lefty
The damn Sid
The Damn Mara
Remik Gonzalez

I turned out good for the bad
And let it be, I'm not messing up anymore
Why does it matter if sometimes I inhale, exhale?
This is my life, why do you care if I slip?
I just stand up

I turned out good for the bad
And let it be, I'm not messing up anymore
Why does it matter if sometimes I inhale, exhale?
This is my life, why do you care if I slip?
I just stand up

Yah-yah
And let my life go to hell
Because you don't know anything about my moves
You don't know a damn thing, so don't continue
Because a messed up opinion doesn't matter

I don't lend anymore, so don't ask
Go on, idiot, there's no room anymore
Before going down, now going up
We have the den full

It's all full of pure badass
We don't suffer anymore, the mission is accomplished
Mom doesn't cry, finally, how great
That she no longer fears for my condition

Now never missing for the plane
A good rooster, I feel like a champion
Up high, a big smoke cloud
Pure pussy, really stoned

The street smells like the substance of my neighborhood
And it smells good
Because nobody fears
If one day the enemies arrive

We won't give them
Na, na, na, na
We won't give them
Na, na, na, na

Yah
The damn Sid, dog

You already know the name of
Those who are always at a hundred
The stampede arrived with the move
Evading the checkpoint

If I fall, I get up
The ground didn't feel right
If I fall, my people take care of me, up above
I have faith in them

Good for the bad
Watching my steps in case I slip
I don't care what people say
Because I know nothing has been a gift
I don't mess up, I keep going straight
Even though sometimes my chest wants to explode
What I've done, has been done to me
They have no right to judge me

I don't care what they say because I know everything is going my way
And I won't stop
I know exactly where I am
And I won't care

I'm in the fire in a mess
For my people I take off my shirt
Let them go and speak in mass
I don't care, I keep going strong

I know I won't see them again
Live your life, I live well
Because many see you're going up
And then, they'll soon trip you up

I turned out good for the bad
And let it be, I'm not messing up anymore
Why does it matter if sometimes I inhale, exhale?
This is my life, why do you care if I slip?
I just stand up

I turned out good for the bad
And let it be, I'm not messing up anymore
Why does it matter if sometimes I inhale, exhale?
This is my life, why do you care if I slip?
I just stand up

Don't mess up anymore
Because they respect me in the street
But they celebrate if I slip
Crazy since I was young, they wish I'd fail
I corner all those bitches

I handle it, enjoy now pay later, how do you see it?
The Damn Mara from the 13
The judge sentenced three years
Look, three points like Spider
Don't panic, we lift it by three
The Dickies and the Cortez
And I have the beef steak parked

I'm your worst nightmare
They hallucinate when it shines
I'm generating daily
Damn shitty pig
I'm bringing out the melody
This is dedicated to those who said I couldn't
I come from the corner reading them the riot act
Before in the neighborhood, I was the one who supplied you
I wrote this as a courtesy

I bring my degree in case the cops twist me
Crazy and stoned as I always said
I wanted to change, but I see it couldn't be done
I realized I have the gift of poetry
I was just looking for improvement
But without leaving Maria
Respect was what I wanted
And the money would come on its own

I cut my wings
Forgive me, God, for my bad actions
Living among bullets
To be active, you mark, then inhale
I cut my wings
Forgive me, God, for my bad actions
Living among bullets
To be active, you mark, then inhale

I turned out good for the bad
I throw hard on every track, just like the stick
I'm not perfect, I still slip
I listen and observe, not just messing up
I'm already involved, I have no way out
I was down there, but the world turns
Don't want to apply it, I know the move
I don't give a damn about the assholes who throw at me

In the truck through the whole avenue
So why hit the brakes if I'm going up
Touch what's mine, I'll make your life bitter
I learn in every lost battle

I don't regret it, bro
The laziness comes naturally to me
Nobody came to give me the talent to sing
It wasn't luck or chance
Before I played the piano, but in the federal
I just didn't sing there, not even arriving at the penitentiary
They applied it to me so many times for playing the good guy
Now I'm full of motives

I turned out good for the bad
And let it be, I'm not messing up anymore
Why does it matter if sometimes I inhale, exhale?
This is my life, why do you care if I slip?
I just stand up

I turned out good for the bad
And let it be, I'm not messing up anymore
Why does it matter if sometimes I inhale, exhale?
This is my life, why do you care if I slip?
I just stand up

Yes, we're crazier than sympathetic