Chico Problemático

From my desk to the whole planet Earth
I have seen them again, on stages
On your radios, in your neighborhoods
What's going on out there with those kids?
With adult looks without excitement and dreams

The boy wanted to know and no one knew how to answer
The boy didn't find the affection he thought he deserved
So he started to grow, and to disobey
To appear in front of his pillow, drunk at every dawn

The boy is mediocre it seems and doesn't stand out
What to do, if more and more
Often, he bares his teeth and attacks
If he's no longer a calm boy
He walks too fast on the edge
And hangs by a very thin thread

He doesn't see anyone behind to defend him
So he thinks that ten punches for a kiss don't make up for it
Innocent teenager, he feels confused
And behaves nervously in front of intruders

I know many of these boys
In their circles they smoke joints and are always drunk
Daily events in your neighborhood and mine
How do you want to solve hatred with more hatred, man?

How do you expect someone to take you seriously
Acting with violence just to be looked at
Not caring if others get hurt
If your friends experience it, they applaud and laugh at you

It's the sport that is practiced in the streets
Medals, tracksuits and it looks like the Olympic Village
Every night in every park are typical scenes
Tonic, of those claustrophobic lives

For hermetic, lunatic boys
The sunset of failure has made them problematic
I don't want to cause panic with the things I explain
Nor that the president understands me, he has always been rich

I only practice atypical lyrical registers
I preach peaceful rap in these arctic landscapes
It's the only thing you have left
In any country, any city, on any sidewalk

Don't let love die
It's the only thing you have left and you know it
Flip the coin, endure the wait and you'll see
That you don't feel the bait until you finally bite
You don't miss something until you lose it
Remember that

Tell me why they fall asleep, why they get lost
They grow too fast and don't understand
That life passes them by, that there's no way out
When they want to make amends, it's already lost

Tell me why they fall asleep, why they get lost
They grow too fast and don't understand
That life passes them by, that there's no way out
When they want to make amends

If yesterday was the sign of peace
And today it's the Mercedes logo
And there are no longer children in the parks
The internet has trapped them in its nets

Now the boy will commit minor crimes
He must stop his obsession with everything he doesn't have
He lacks the capacity, fears responsibility
And thus loses everything by not facing his reality

And the truth is, I don't know if it's a problem with the education system
Of a government that takes away your future
And then sells you a Porsche
That's why the boy remains immersed in his crisis
Little guns, Mitsubishis ate his gray matter

Mental paralysis, life cycle, in a spiral
Only old people and young people, crazy, collapse the hospital
And this desperation is not casual
Due to an education that inspires demotivation

It's fashionable to be the bad guy
The most villainous, the biggest jerk
And to do the craziest thing
To get attention

Sad confusion between fear and respect
But the boy feels big
When he passes by and others stay still
The boy who never found affection
In an infected society
That only affects perfect men

I detest being labeled a reverend
I'm just responding, seeing what's happening
To all the ears that are listening to me
To all the lost children who are looking for me

Keep walking
Dreaming of having control
Upstarts believe they're bosses
Betraying even their own side

Forming absurd mafias
There's no control between those curves
Through which you circulate

Why don't you breathe
Why do you look forgiving lives
Why do you commit suicide
Why do you have the devil in your saliva
Why?

Tell me why they fall asleep, why they get lost
They grow too fast and don't understand
That life passes them by, that there's no way out
When they want to make amends, it's already lost

Tell me why they fall asleep, why they get lost
They grow too fast and don't understand
That life passes them by, that there's no way out
When they want to make amends, (it's already lost)

NS
Troublemaker
In every street, in every city
Yes