Yo Soy del Barrio (feat. Gonzalo Nawel y Fili Wey)

I'm from the neighborhood that saw me grow up
Where, daily, I went through a lot of bad things
Where the kids never lose faith
Where death is always around

I'm from the neighborhood that saw me grow up
Where, daily, I went through a lot of bad things
Where the kids never lose faith
Where death is always around

I'm from where I grew up and learned many things
Where I had good and bad times, but I didn't give up
Where the codes are: I never heard, nor saw
Where friendships left without being able to say goodbye

From the field where I kicked and the streets I walked
Dreaming big, always keeping the same faith
Avoiding bad steps, to not fall
And always ready to add, never to retreat

The corner knows who I am, the painted ones know who I am
But I had to fight hard to get where I am
I keep thinking about the future, but acting in the present
I have clear goals, that's where I'm going

I don't want to be just another one painted on the wall
And my mom having to cry for me in a coffin
That's why I look for what's mine on any occasion
Giving everything to my family, that's my intention

I'm from here where I started, where I went through everything
Where I walked in the dark and stumbled once
It was hard to get out from the bottom, but I got up
And today, I'm proud, but all because

I come from a neighborhood of workers and ex-convicts
This is the slum, here life is lived at full speed
Seeking success, making money from crime
Even the minors play throwing joints

The street is hot, everyone wants cash
Beware of the blues and the matte cooked color
Those fools want to see you in jail for any reason
There's no worse pain than a resentful cop

I write everything real, because that's how I live
Marking presence with an explosive character
At the crime scene, we leave no witness
And if we leave you alive, you'll be gagged and taped

Let them understand the message, don't get stuffed with me
I quietly tell you, don't want me as an enemy
My comrades shoot at the patrol car
While yours go crazy with the taco seller

We stop the Sandero and fill you with holes
Let's see if the supposed gunmen respond to me
The codes are the same in the slums, in the ghettos
Morro, caserío, favela and the whole world

Here we handle things like this, blind, deaf, and dumb
We don't buy with any big mustache fool
Raw language, doing everything you couldn't
From the music industry, I'm the executioner

I'm from the neighborhood that saw me grow up
Where, daily, I went through a lot of bad things
Where the kids never lose faith
Where death is always around

I'm from the neighborhood that saw me grow up
Where, daily, I went through a lot of bad things
Where the kids never lose faith
Where death is always around

I'm from the neighborhood, I grew up among criminals and guns
My dad went to jail and my mom was alone
There I met the street, started to leave school
I got a taste for money, dreamed of making a lot

Quick freedom for Tiro, for Ale, for Brian
I learned not to alert fools because in the long run they harm you
I hate two-faced people, fakes, traitors
If you behave badly, I'll send you to look for the Reaper

Respect for respect, hollow bullet for your chest
I learned to stay quiet after the fact
Cumbia, weed, barbecue, and wine on the corner with my people
We don't buy with the hairs, I know they're hurt

Lyrically your killer
I used to kill with the Glock, now with my sound
Villa, ranch, neighborhood, blocks, and slum
Where are my people, they know that I

I'm from the neighborhood that saw me grow up
Where, daily, I went through a lot of bad things
Where the kids never lose faith
Where death is always around

I'm from the neighborhood that saw me grow up
Where, daily, I went through a lot of bad things
Where the kids never lose faith
Where death is always around

Hey
This is from the neighborhood for the neighborhood and
Lolo OG, Lolo OG
From Villa Argentina, Gonzalo Nahuel
And from Villegas, Fili Wey