Entre La Espada y El Grafitti

CSQ Madrid city
All my life between the sword and the graffiti
If now I'm calm, I'm a foreigner
For me, we share the hardships fifty-fifty
I see it clear as mini whiskey
Yesterday I spent the money so today it's over

Nerves eat me up, that's why I'm skinny
Not even feeling weak stops me from devouring the ring
Manners bother me, I take off my hat even if it's to put on my cap

Pretending to pay attention thinking about a thousand other stories
I let my mind wander, like a bon voyage
People deceive you, the envy of seeing you with her
Makes you a scoundrel

I go down to the street, put on the three stripes
I need some fresh air or my head will explode
Pulling the cart, not giving up, sometimes you have to face a situation
And you don't measure up

No hard feelings for those who leave when things go wrong
Now everyone on their own like the oars of a kayak
I'm detailed, more secrets than the Poli-Paisano de Argüelles

Mine always there, like Neuer with Bayern
Trust gives security, not laws
Even if they try at this level they don't perform
It's time to press the surrender button

Someone eager to challenge me, doesn't even offend me
Let's see if he learns he won't beat me, he's mistaken
Quiet, my songs age well like Spanish wine
In every line more soul than dedication

No effort, just passion, this comes naturally to me
I wrote this pattern in a second
Ice, cola, and rum, I hardly handle it
If I have an opinion, I speak up
Drunks tell the truth, but they don't give good advice
I'm telling you with both cheeks red

On Dracko's rooftop we were still kids
There wasn't much, we had to keep an eye out
I'm used to being involved in this and that
In the end, I care about four and there's no time for you

Crazy, how can I not be messed up in the head
If I don't even recognize when I'm wrong
At least I absorb, don't say anything, listen to everything
At this point, information is gold

In my crew there are white, black, mixed-race
Ours is a school, not Mileto
Before it was for us, now everyone raps
I've been in this since Diego Milito's Inter

If it's said at 6, it's to reach the peak, cousin
Hurry is the last thing I need
Time slips away before the joint
And when I explain it, I'm more embarrassed than the myth

I live my music, better than the girls going to the bathroom together
That's how I spot the drink they left and I drink it
After that, see you later, I wasn't there
I haven't been there

For my people, loyal shadow level
Kids in the park with red carpet eyes
Everyone reaps what they sow
Except the ruler who by rule steals your shit

How to explain it, I know a song is good
Because it eases me to let it out
I don't expect you to understand it
Between the sword and the graffiti, brother