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My friend

And never in my life had I thought
That someone would do something bad to me in return
Because time changed that person
Because someone else won and he didn't see anything change
And I don't complain if the other has won
He leaves you on the street after winning
I worry if I can have
Ma', what someday someday on the street can' dream
Before I wanted to get to the lawyer
And that bad things are not going to happen to me

And thanks to God I don't complain about the singing
Also what I experienced and now I can relax
And I don't complain because I have a home
And with a person, I behave with respect
So they say to the boy you have to know how to respect
That's why I'm not stupid
On the street I even know who to deal with
And I don't even look down on my colleague
Like someone is going to teach me how to walk
Although I have seen how much they limp
And because of my discomfort, my way of being
I know how to be with people, who hasn't lived in singing

I have seen one 'ticket' that you can't even imagine
And in the corner I never got around to talking
Because I wasn't a friend, I was a kid
And seeing that 'ticket' I wanted to get them
They have told me something 'ugly', and then I have seen it in person
"Die, hey, I don't want to die."
I tell him that I don't do that, if I love it
Live quietly, well, just live
But I have seen how much of the street [?] can quickly demand from you
And we know how to live together but only us
The outsider is not loved because he looks strange
If he comes with respect and shuts you up, we will be another
And how can he accept without having anything 'face'
I don't record car', luxury', it's crazy

I know what it's like to have a bundle and then it doesn't make it to the bill
Time passes by and [?] let's see how long it lasts
And with that word nothing is assured
This is no longer the case imminently.
There are people who feel envy because someone else already has more of you.
And no matter how much, and how much you explain to people, you lie.
No matter how much you give it to you'
And checkmate, [?] even already lost

On the road I have met a kid, they are suicidal
Without a shield, with a cure you risk life
Forty brown ingot and there is no doubt about that
Don't scratch me or tell me a story about Lo Pepito
That if Fulanito has, that if Menguito triumphed
I look for it alone even if it is small
Grateful for the moment, I get it, I insist on no one anymore
Destiny has put everyone in their place

And everyone who does not speak
And everyone who does not speak
And don't talk, and don't talk

Hot neighborhood, sometimes he passes [?] and speaks through the sign
Or if it happens [?] then it's deception
I'm used to seeing 'corrupt' police in my area, they hurt you
Giving cause to a person who now eats a few years
And they did nothing but find a solution
Then explain to him that the cause was a father with three children.
The foreman leaves without charges
On the street more than one suffered what is an embargo
Love for the street, hate the blues'
If he passes by, it's better that you don't greet him.'
Street, M.D, MDL R
MDL R, MDL R

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