El Consentido de Dios

I heard several gunshots out there in the early morning
They always ride with me through thick and thin
All those who’ve come looking for me, I know they seek my hideout
And those who found it now look for a way out
And those who offended me are no longer around to tell the tale
'Cause with the loaded gun, they’ve been silenced
Maybe it’s the rage of a deranged mind
Maybe this is an angel… the angel of the pool hall

In the streets, I was my own guide, I always took my chances
17 years of life in a world that demanded respect
I know they gave me a year for them to take me out
But in that same year, I took control of the turf
I know some of my allies didn’t believe in me
And now they’re here with me 'cause I got them working
Look at how things are and how life turns around
This spot is mine… I’m staying right here in the chair…

I know generations will never end
'Cause the legacy is too big and the kids will carry on
This isn’t a tale or a story, it’s the reflection of my life
I don’t dream of glory, I work day by day
That’s how I protect my life, and I do it with great care
'Cause I have a family, and family comes first
If you don’t like my style, I’m sorry, that’s my reason
That’s why I’m an angel… God’s favorite

And their good soul turned bad, buddy angel
And we’re all about the old records, right or not, cousin?

Let’s play a good game, the one they call pool
But don’t play with fire 'cause it’s the final judgment
I’d bet everything on the joker in the deck
He has all the trust in his brother, Luis
They change their appearance depending on the occasion
They disguise themselves like a chameleon
Maybe in their tattoos lies the truth
Maybe this is an angel… the angel of the pool hall

My cannon spits bullets, and they come with a sender
A number is in charge, and that number is 27
My legacy isn’t divine, and I don’t take a step back
'Cause a shadow watches over me, the shadow of a charro
My DNA carries his blood, it runs through my veins
Gentlemen, he’s my father, the lord of Calera, I mark them on the map so they know what I’m saying
It’s a town in the mountains… where a very cold river flows

My body is a faithful witness to my sorrows and joys
Each tattoo on my skin is a passage of my life
I carry all my kids close to my soul
I left behind all my vices and all my bad karma
I see the gold-plated candles, bathed in white gold
They’re the veins of my weapon, the courage I carry
I’ve seen fallen angels drop to the ground
For some reason, I’m still alive… don’t ask why

I know the walls listen and hide the truth
If my loaded gun could talk, what wouldn’t it tell?
The devil carries my weapon, I just let it lead
My good soul turned bad, they won’t finish it off
It cost me black tears, and I risked it all in the streets
If I handle a dollar, it’s 'cause I earned it
Lead is what rules, words are just too much
The facts are what speak…
45 loaded rounds hide my wings… angel of the pool hall
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