Alcatraz

The bad boy of the class
Next to the one who arrived late on Mondays
And with a purple eye
Tapping on the bus window with the condensation
Being ugly, he was always seen with good company
I come from a neighborhood where mothers spend sleepless nights
Where at the end of the month every coin is counted
Nara in the streets
My group, my blood

The kings of the dance
It's strange to me that things are going so well now
If you sell drugs and talk about it in songs
It's either a lie or you're stupid, damn
Those bastards lip-sync, I don't buy it
Their live performance is a parade with background music
Neither multi, nor label: The gold on the neck
I know those who try to kill me would kill to be me
They provoke me to see if I respond
As if my time was worth the same as yours
No matter how many bills fall from the sky
That won't bring back my aunt or my grandfather

Not everything can be bought with money
And now that I could have Ferraris, I don't want them anymore
I feel like I'm in Alcatraz, always behind bars
Tired of trusting, today I came to collect
I escape from my ghosts like Pacman
Since the times of North Face and Air Max
And there they go walking like Batman
With their little hearts asking me to calm down

I have a debt with karma and a muse
Who works at night on Las Ramblas
I have thousands of flaws, complexes, and traumas
And also a dirty mouth like Cartman
I have half saved in the sole of the shoe
And a rap that will blow you away