Mundo Frio

Father, watch over my daughter, Father, she's my only daughter...the only thing I have, Father
Don't let anything bad happen to her, Heavenly Father, protect her, Father, from all danger, from all evil
Heavenly Father...

When night falls, her mom starts to pray
My God, may nothing happen to Marta
She's her daughter and knows she's all dolled up
But it's bad luck that a gangsta
She's no saint
And she skips school
She gets carried away and gets wasted with her kitty
She kills her future
Because the girl
Doesn't know her boyfriend is a cardboard thug
The fool, he deceived her
And talked to her about a fake organization
He used her like a tool
And the Feds caught her in the transaction
She's serving 25 years in prison
He never bailed her out and now he's feeling the pressure
It can't be clearer in my damn song
Outside your house, what awaits you
Is a cold world

(Not everyone who helps you is your friend.)
(Not everyone who lends you a hand is your brother.)
(Forgive me if I no longer trust.)
(We're living in a cold world.)
(Not everyone who helps you is your friend.)
(Not everyone who lends you a hand is your brother.)
(Forgive me if I no longer trust.)
(We're living in a cold world.)

"Look, horse."
"What's up, colt?"
"Do you think idiots come in colorful boxes?!?!"
"Oh, damn...what's wrong with you?"
"Are you going to keep changing your phone?"
"What's that fake machismo about?"
"I'm calling you, daddy...the _______, the ______!"
"No man...I already sent it."
"I cover for you and you do nothing for me!"
"No, man, forget it, don't call anymore."
"Are you...are you going to hook me?"
"Don't call anymore, man."

Another call from Emilio
"Damn it, what a nuisance!"
That's how Papo talks now about the one who was his best friend
Destiny played a trick on Emilio
He's spent eight years between juvenile and prison
His father died along the way
His mother still cries for her son today
Papo and Emilio, two close buddies
You know, the ones who always say 'Dude, let's do it all!'
They say they were inseparable in school
It's said that if one fought, they both had to fight
Papo drove the car of a thug
A convertible BMW with a huge bling
He picked up Emilio early in the morning
And if his mother peeked out, he waited further ahead
Emilio's parents were religious
And said Papo looked like a mobster
But he was just ignorant
Dreaming of being a thug or a drug dealer
He was a mule, without going into details
You know I don't like talking about street business
The guards stopped them leaving school
And since he didn't have a license, they searched the car
To Emilio's surprise, they found
Drug decks, a gun, under his seat
they arrested him
And at the trial, they framed Papo
And made Emilio look like the owner
Another innocent guy locked up in the neighborhood
Because of the daily injustice
Nowadays, Papo doesn't sell drugs or steal wallets
He has two kids and just had a baby girl
He loves his wife even though she gives him a hard time
Because he wants his life and values the freedom he has
You ask me how I know this story
It's been two years since I've had it engraved in my memory
Even if you don't want to, you'll have to accept it
Because Emilio sent me this from prison to give it to you (BLAM-BLAM!)

'The world turns and the evil you do today eventually
Bounces back twice as hard in your face.
And that's my
Cold world.'

(Not everyone who helps you is your friend.)
(Not everyone who lends you a hand is your brother.)
(Forgive me if I no longer trust.)
(We're living in a cold world.)
(Not everyone who helps you is your friend.)
(Not everyone who lends you a hand is your brother.)
(Forgive me if I no longer trust.)
(We're living in a cold world.)