1994 (feat. Sog)

Awoo
He's the singer of the ghetto, thug life
Tell me SOG
He's the singer of the ghetto, thug life

My story began in the ghetto smoking and drinking
Raised by soccer, never had a Nintendo
Guided by music since I was a kid
Talking about millions, thinking about making money
Underestimated by thousands of people
I lost my innocence when I saw the guns, but I was never bad or had bad intentions
Despite the problems, I have a good heart
I had a home without envy, a plate of food
My family wondered what would become of my life
Because my father never gave me advice
He wasn't a man with me, even less now that he's old
My mother didn't educate me, I felt suffocated and love stayed between Medellin and Curacao, I don't know what happened
A pride that never broke, that never broke
Teenagers want to be thugs, sell drugs, sell plones
I felt cornered in different positions
While some were shooting, I was creating songs
Now that I've grown up, I'm making money
My people love me and I love them too
My brothers call me from abroad
They are proud that I became a rapper
People who know what I lived through
When I had my problems and only I solved them
Without moral support from anyone
Although I lived in the most dangerous neighborhood in the area
I almost went crazy when I saw the bandits with money and motorcycles
A bad decision corrupts your mind
But I chose music and to have saoco

And we have a good life, good life
And despite the problems, we're going to have fun
Because we have a good life, good life
Money comes and goes, no woman, no cry
And we have a good life, good life
And despite the problems, we're going to have fun
Because we have a good life, good life
Money comes and goes, no woman, no cry