El Barrio

THE NEIGHBORHOOD

-Sacro:
Welcome to the fourth dimension
where hidden neighborhoods keep appearing
in the course of this reality contest
socially fucked up, even though time didn’t erase
hard neighborhoods, dirty thoughts, dark events
it’s not safe to walk, be careful, watch where you step.

-Mc Marcos:
Ghettos on ghettos, a thousand consequences
whoever’s looking for someone, who are you looking for?
friends undefined, partners on the grind
neighborhoods, neighborhoods, gossiping, chilling
enjoying the rough life.

-Sacro:
A dealer ruined the lives of many
of kids, of bums, of crazies, of worse crazies
waiting for their time, they shoot guns
living in the sphere that buries you underground
under the weight of so much poverty
my hip hop style, pure skill.

-Mc Marcos:
Defying the law of gravity
people in shady business right in my city
brothers Trovadores with hands up high
Expo Bneno and Natural to the melodic sound
anonymous alcoholics
wandering the streets
as night falls, not knowing where you’ll end up.

-Chorus
Hip hop in my neighborhood Hooo
walking yo
from the good to the bad
learning seihooo
the neighborhood where I live daily
the street the stage
experiences, bad comments.

-Boy:
Ok, I live in the hood and I’m ready, aduken in the neighborhood
since almost everyone I knew has changed
I keep going little by little, how many moons on the same ground
with smiling faces but sometimes serious
sad, I try to change with my song what you destroyed
those from over there with those from here, those from here with those from over there
watching how the street and drugs end your reality
because how are you going
walker, there’s no path, no destination
but I don’t forget the love
for her, my beautiful girl
the air is hitting with lightning and sparks
how many nights walking under the stars.

-Kzemc:
Pilot of my neighborhood flying high
childhood and memories, unforgettable dreams
dreams achieved and others erased
forgotten by time, the street and the environment
were witnesses to every adventure
where I played once
Yolanda 9401, Villa La Escuela
and now I remember the kids who once
were my enemies and now are my partners and friends
in weed spots and smoke spots, kabrozethismc
remembering those old times
where I chilled like anyone else
this is my neighborhood, the hood
where I heard comments of those fallen in battles
rest in peace, sorrows and joys
celebrating Christmas and New Year in the east
shout out to all those people.

-Chorus:
Hip hop in my neighborhood Hooo
walking yo
from the good to the bad
learning seihooo
the neighborhood where I live daily
the street the stage
experiences, bad comments.

-Zesmo:
Ready Zesmo, hello how are you?
how have you been walking in my neighborhood
sitting on the ground
kids with sharp knives in their hands
drawing lines in their future
the road home is dark
and trust in your friend, listen to your neighbor
this is my neighborhood where the daily
is not read and is used in the bathroom year after year
kids are growing up and understanding
why there was no bread and where are
their brothers, detained, disappeared
the dreams of being a doctor
and the pain already eats at the gut
it’s the destiny that said wha saap
what happened here, Trovadores Tales in the house.

-Natural:
Streets more than humid, humid
through thick fog, it’s a long walk
when night falls, crushing the awakening
Colon Oriente, long years in this fucking bad environment
living dead marching in the coming and going
in the big circus cinema, hustlers being the star whores
swords that cut, cannons that kill
singing, scaring among scribbles and thugs.
blood pacts swarm on every corner
and let those dogs bark, gangs of bandits
in the thick of it with my sword, killing gringos
Trovadores Tales, we are the dogs.

-Chorus:
Hip hop in my neighborhood Hooo
walking yo
from the good to the bad
learning seihooo
the neighborhood where I live daily
the street the stage
experiences, bad comments.