Prejuicios (part. Moncho Chavea)

I am like this, my life is as it is
For many a delinquent
That they cannot trust
I also have a heart
It seems that no one sees it
It's invisible to people, they miss out
For judging me before the judge

I am like this, my life is as it is
For many a delinquent
That they cannot trust
I also have a heart
It seems that no one sees it
It's invisible to people, they miss out
For judging me before the judge

I tell my mom not to cry
We grew up in the alleys
You're not to blame for my bad decisions
I'll pray to God to forgive me
I never swear I've suffered so much
Since you left, I can't stand it anymore
My bad head gets tangled in the bad
The demon enters me and I keep subtracting
Hours of life, of freedom
I exchange them, mom, for anxiety
I always move from here to there
Looking for death

I am like this, my life is as it is
For many a delinquent
That they cannot trust
I also have a heart
It seems that no one sees it
It's invisible to people, they miss out
For judging me before the judge

That I also had my share
That my uncles have also pursued me
20 cases, 20 troubles, 40 nights in the dungeon
This is for the minors
For those who were imprisoned and don't want mom to cry
For those who do whatever it takes to make this better
For those who are underground for having balls
I always move forward with the help of the saint
That's why you see me with so much
And now, thanks to God, I lack nothing
And now, thanks to God, I lack nothing

She told me not to cry
That she would clean my face and move forward
That she would listen to the voice and think
Stop and now shoot
I'm not a gangster or a boss
But if you mess with my race, I'll take it out
Today I open my heart and confess even the robberies
I ask God for forgiveness for all the demonic
That I did, when I was little, little
I had 20 tricks like blinders piki
I sold Mary and trippy, water here come the cops
And now even the hippies listen to me

I am like this, my life is as it is
For many a delinquent
That they cannot trust
I also have a heart
It seems that no one sees it
It's invisible to people, they miss out
For judging me before the judge

I am like this, my life is as it is
For many a delinquent
That they cannot trust
I also have a heart
It seems that no one sees it
It's invisible to people, they miss out
For judging me before the judge