Eternamente

Last breaths
Cheers!
They carry your name
They carry my name
For my clique
It was slipping away from me
Pure damn Santa Fe neighborhood
It slipped away from me
Until death, dog
The damn Moler in production
473
Damn Wero

A drink to the ground, tonight I stay awake
My heart of ice covered with a handkerchief
I've been lost for several days with no way out
My nights are so cold, drowned in drink

Falling into the void, I get tangled in many problems
Without your love it's not the same, I feel like I can't
You left me waiting, but you never arrived
I don't know if it was me or you who failed

Life passes by so quickly and when you least expect
The skull falls on you and there's no way to save yourself
This is a classic from the neighborhood, pure shaved heads lying down
XL, very weak from the shirt and the stretch

I'm risking it all everywhere
The police keep looking for me
Small and crazy eyes
I'm still flying, I haven't landed

Santa Fe, lawless neighborhood
And up with all of 473
They don't fool me, so who do you think you are?
Remember that loose lips sink ships

I'm working from Monday to Sunday
And whoever wants war, we're a lot anyway
From El Salvador, Colombia, Mexico, and the Americans
We're partying, drunk, and high

Days go by, memories stay here, in my mind
I always remember you, until death, eternally, eh-eh
Days go by, memories stay here, in my mind
I always remember you, until death, eternally, eh-eh

Cry, cry, cry, the neighborhood cries
Cry, cry, cry, the neighborhood cries

I don't know who it was, I saw nothing
I think the police must know
His woman crying, his children too
And who do I blame for this damn cruel life?

Red eyes, dry mouth
My crooked life
I'm lost in the mess
I feel like death sometimes approaches

I walk the streets, always so crazy
Bring out the guns, I have a herb without seeds
No one scares me, not even death
We're all tough, we're few, but crazy

Greetings to Moler, to Tigre, and all the gang
The damn Moler
Cheer up and all the Santa gang
For Pame, for Christian
All the people, the fields

Days go by, memories stay here, in my mind
I always remember you, until death, eternally, eh-eh
Days go by, memories stay here, in my mind
I always remember you, until death, eternally, eh-eh

Come on, crazy
From the Santa Fe neighborhood
Up Mexico, dogs
Get it, Moler
Damn namesake and all the 473 gang
For all the gang from Guanatos
Pure Jalisco, Guanajuato
Neighborhood music
Greetings to the cumbita and the people