Topoz

If with his iron he commanded
And silenced the innocent
That’s no longer mine, now it’s yours
I don’t believe it, it won’t do you any good
To the one who fails on the street
Like glass, his body shattered
Or maybe death
The lost one panicked

And if I looked to the past
Without having gained anything
He keeps doing his thing on the wrong side
His gray-haired partners, with jumps that bounced
Looking for freedoms, there’s no cash for the lawyer

Crack fam gangstas Colombian masters
The story of another affiliate
Blood for blood
From life and the street, brothers
Sharing bread... Good and bad moments

To the fallen, let them fall
That’s how I’ve fed myself
Spitting on the roof
With his face clean and too well-groomed
Life is a wheel
Bitter carousel
I chose another path
And I keep to the rhythm of the guitar
And if they kick me
I’ll remember the tricks
(He who doesn’t watch out gets caught)

Carousel
You’ve shown me the worthlessness of paper
The source of money I found yesterday
I evaporated it (but why?)
I spent it (why?)
I smoked it (it’s gone)

Carousel
You’ve shown me the worthlessness of paper
The source of money I found yesterday
I evaporated it (but why?)
I spent it (why?)
I enjoyed it (it’s gone)

Never remembered the plan
Fell off the cliff more than what had happened
A life, of sorrows for a few cents
On my knees praying and still no answer

The round of the journey where I left my soul
It’s my crew from Fondo Blanco, my family
Crack gangsta, this music is for you
We’ve walked these streets
And what we have left is life
A train of faces
A train of melodies
Guts to commit it
And I carry my elbow

A little crazy
Life has played something wrong
Like a boomerang, it all came back
Lucky to have you alive, friend
Crack family we are
Shining more than the three golds
With the sun, I’m sheltered
With the rules of the street, I live and write

He rose from the ruins with a heart of stone
What do you expect? His life has only been war
Afflicted by the things
That happen in his sphere
Offended by every person on earth
(Kill him)
No one is eternal
This is a card game, a drum game
With a bullet, I bet my skin, and I don’t care anymore
Just passing time, talent
Assists in the street
A flower that doesn’t wilt, you kill it
Trying to cultivate to sell it better
Smoking only hydro, red, purple
In the morning, go out to the window
And light a blunt

Moles, breaking through life always looking for the crack
So dumb
If you don’t hit the street to scrounge, even if it’s snot
Or fat stacks
Moles, breaking through life always looking for the crack
So dumb
If you don’t hit the street to scrounge, even if it’s snot
Or fat stacks
So dumb

Original gangsta repping that click
It’s crack familia, listen to this
Real hip hop for these niggas
A school with you is crack familia
Original hip hop for these mingaz
A force with you is crack familia

Carousel
You’ve shown me the worthlessness of paper
The source of money I found yesterday
I evaporated it (but why?)
I spent it (why?)
I smoked it (it’s gone)

Carousel
You’ve shown me the worthlessness of paper
The source of money I found yesterday
I evaporated it (but why?)
I spent it (why?)
I enjoyed it (it’s gone)