Tu Bendición
Tornillo
Your Blessing
When I go out on the street, it's always with your blessing
My fleet is always on a mission
The neighborhood is lit up, there's no longer unity
In a lost world searching for direction
My head bounces with the smoke of weed
From the streets, so cops take note
With hot blood, I won't back down
My father's bastards and my mother's humility
Faces covered in stolen trucks
XL pants and my shirt well ironed
My body tattooed and my nose full of snow
Are we or are we not, better take it easy
I'm tired of searching for the answer
I call your phone but no one answers
Hey, here nothing is calm anymore
Death in the neighborhood always walks a thin line
When I go out on the street, it's always with your blessing
My fleet is always on a mission
The neighborhood is lit up, there's no longer unity
In a lost world searching for direction
I smoke, smoke, smoke and perfume the neighborhood
Smoke, smoke, smoke, I'm feeling good
Turn on the microphone, Moler goes into action
They stayed on the ground, didn't pay attention
Surrounded by blood, there's no unity here
Call the firefighters, cardboard rappers
Trap of sativa cannabis smoke
We come from below, going up
Bad comments also motivate us
Don't spit up, or your own saliva will fall on you
When I go out on the street, it's always with your blessing
My fleet is always on a mission
The neighborhood is lit up, there's no longer unity
In a lost world searching for direction
