No Vale La Pena

Listen up, boy, don’t act tough,
With all that coke, you’re gonna get stuck,
Listen up, boy, listen up, boy. (x2)

Listen up, boy, I’ve got things to say,
Last night at the party, I saw you looking gray,
I know you were searching for something, but it slipped away,
To finish you off, to finish you off.
Listen up, boy, I’ve got things to say,
Last night at the party, I saw you looking gray,
I know you were searching for something, but it slipped away,
To finish you off, that habit you picked up.

Let’s get out of here,
Look, I’m gonna tell you, with me, the hard times won’t steer,
I don’t want my head feeling like a sphere,
When I die, I’ll go back, no fear.
In the meantime, I keep my feet on the ground,
I don’t mess with crap, life’s beautiful, I won’t drown,
I keep my mind sharp,
Since the days of the monkeys, I sing to my friend to see if he’ll smarten up.

Listen up, boy, don’t act tough,
With all that coke, you’re gonna get stuck,
Listen up, boy, don’t act tough.

Listen up, boy, I’ve got things to say,
Last night at the party, I saw you looking gray,
I know you were searching for something, but it slipped away,
To finish you off, that habit you picked up. (x2)

So listen, take care of your head,
Because you might end up losing it instead,
From all that coke you’re shoving in,
Look at your wallet, you used to have plenty, now it’s thin.
And your eyes are like headlights, mouth all agape,
And the lump in your throat just keeps saying blah blah blah,
You can’t stop, you’re the king of the scene,
But without the talk, you don’t know a thing, and that’s not the dream.
It’s not worth it, it’s not worth it,
Burning in your body, and it’ll blaze for the party, friend,
Don’t take it lightly,
Because when you least expect it, it turns into a problem.
Listen up, boy, don’t act tough,
With all that coke, you’re gonna get stuck,
Listen up, boy, listen up, boy.

Listen up, boy, I’ve got things to say,
Last night at the party, I saw you looking gray,
I know you were searching for something, but it slipped away,
To finish you off, that habit you picked up.
Listen up, boy, I’ve got things to say,
Last night at the party, I saw you looking gray,
I know you were searching for something, but it slipped away,
To finish you off.

Let it go and focus on something else,
And drop the rock, kid,
You feel in your body the vibe it brings,
And every day you want more.
Until you crash, lose your base,
Spend your cash and take it from your mom’s place,
Neither your own nor a dog that barks,
I hope it doesn’t happen, but it’s always a mark.
If you take it, at least don’t let it control,
Don’t let it turn into a party because you can’t hold,
I’ve seen the best turn into the worst,
And from the chicken drama, lose friendships first.
Listen up, boy, hear what I gotta say,
Listen now and follow my words, maralasantalame,
In Jamaica, they’re turning into Haiti,
They’re going crazy for their girls without hitting twenty.
This can’t go on, I can’t let it be,
That because of the coke, they turn into fools...
So listen to me closely.

Listen up, boy, don’t act tough,
With all that coke, you’re gonna get stuck,
Listen up, boy, don’t act tough,
With all that coke, you’re gonna get stuck.
Listen up, boy, don’t act tough,
With all that coke, you’re gonna get stuck,
Listen up, boy, listen up, boy.