YO CRECÍ (feat. Tornillo)

What does it matter to know who I am, where I come from, or where I'm going

Since before I turned twelve, I was already coughing and wheezing
Through the streets, where the troublemakers are unknown
You don’t know what goes down at night
The homies gather for the party

We face danger, we live and die
Blood from the hood, from a place where we all were born
We got weed in our pockets to roll a joint
Among the crazies, we know we come from the same place

I grew up here in La Santa, smoking that weed
So much drama over the bud, even if it ain't legalized
With a ton of beers, I don’t give a damn if the cops show up
God’s watching over me, but I respect the thin one

Think I don’t know what life in the hood is like?
A bunch of dogs barking, we’re the ones they point at
We live pretty healthy, since I was a kid I’ve been flying and smoking
Here we live what we sing about

(Another rooster) that I already finished
Welcome to the funeral of the brain cells I killed
Feel at home in Santa Fe
Feel at home in Santa Fe

Among the crazies, we know where we grew up
Through the streets as kids, facing danger
I grew up in a rough neighborhood
Kids of the street from a sad community
Since I was little, I know how to fly high
Since I was little, I know how to fly high

Among the crazies, we know where we grew up
Through the streets as kids, facing danger
I grew up in a rough neighborhood
Kids of the street from a sad community
Since I was little, I know how to fly high
Since I was little, I know how to fly high

How can I forget that smell of the city?
The sirens wail among graffiti bombs
The underworld where I grew up
What a crazy life, we got hit hard

Nobody taught me, I started this when I was young
Rapping on the buses or wherever I could
Before there was a fair, we always dreamed big
We grew up among the bad, in a lead alley

Here as a kid, you learn to fly high
The gangs never die, the streets are always hot
Fights with the rivals because there’s blood in the hood
Better to stay quiet, many die on the streets

Oh, my beloved hood, if I die, I’ll take you with me
Danger is lurking, we’re all in this together, going the same way

Among the crazies, we know where we grew up
Through the streets as kids, facing danger
I grew up in a rough neighborhood
Kids of the street from a sad community
Since I was little, I know how to fly high
Since I was little, I know how to fly high

Among the crazies, we know where we grew up
Through the streets as kids, facing danger
I grew up in a rough neighborhood
Kids of the street from a sad community
Since I was little, I know how to fly high
Since I was little, I know how to fly high