Para Mi Barrio
Vico C
For My Hood
INTRO:
Tony Touch: Tony Touch!
Right here with my man, Vico-c!
D'Mingo! Tell me, bro, tell me!
CHORUS:
For my hood
For my people from the hood
We gon' take this one to the hood!
With a lot of inspiration and dedication
Spanish Harlem, What's up?
For my hood For my people from the hood
La Marqueta!
With a lot of inspiration and dedication
Bounce way, come on!
It's me, the Old Guard, the Old Guard
And now what are you going to do, that crosses the gate?
I'm free, secure, and nothing complexes me
I have lyrics that leave those well shot
So, my friend, listen to what a bembe is
Some have their swagger and others have their hache
But I sell Christ-centric and see you
Don't let it show at one and die at three
How do you see it now I come with the decision
To make them prey with my shark teeth
With lion's claw lurking like a wolf
With bread from heaven for those who are not fools
And those who are known as cocorotes
Who think there's no gun that will explode them
Blow the pot, what happens when they catch you
When they shoot, where do you go, they'll get you
That's why I'm warning you, still guiding you
And talking to you, teaching you, preparing you
If you consider yourself my enemy, forgiving you
It's the best way to keep showing you
That those who bark a lot like the dog
Are the ones who always prepare their own burial
Then they call their mom like the calves
But he who kills with iron, dies by the iron
And that face, so much that surprises you
That it's me who once again ignites your nation
If you throw me with your lyrics, I kill your lyrics
With all your scribble, there's Vico for a long time
CHORUS:
For my hood
For my people from the hood
We gon' take this one to the hood!
With a lot of inspiration and dedication
Spanish Harlem, What's up?
For my hood For my people from the hood
La Marqueta!
With a lot of inspiration and dedication
Bounce way, come on!
Oh my goodness, Oh my goodness
You know me and Vico
Rep the people
Domingo, turn it up a bit
So I could do me and let go the lethal, yeah!
From Medina to Carolina
They say there's a meeting at the top
D'Mingo: There's a meeting at the top!
Tony Touch: I'm heading there right away
You know how I do it
Ain't nothing to it, what?!
Calle Luna, leak a packer
Projects, I rapture with the
Always, my house is your house
But we ain't got no rooms for no chit-chat
I bang on the track like Ray Barretto
Tony Touch, homeboy, I keep it ghetto
I'm up in the lab with the heavy metal
'Cause we shutting down clowns and gossipers
Baby, pity the fool
'Cause me and Vico-C, from the original school
We move around the hood like criminals do
Plus you love the fact that we're subliminal too, word
Well, that's another thing
For now, got your fell up in a tough life
Caught you off guard when you saw the posters
'Cause I stay living that good life
Come on!
CHORUS:
For my hood
For my people from the hood
We gon' take this one to the hood!
With a lot of inspiration and dedication
Spanish Harlem, What's up?
For my hood For my people from the hood
La Marqueta!
With a lot of inspiration and dedication
Bounce way, come on!
I've tried cocaine, , drugs
Also Methadone, wine, the pill
But now it's my kids, also my lady
What my God gave me to be as I am now
They can criticize me, yell at me, mock me
Also defame me, watch over me, use me
They can shoot me, throw me, graze me
But they'll never be able to take this crown off me
Provoking me on this day is a huge mistake
Because I have seeds that inject you and will leave you more than satisfied
To adorn you and reform you
So when you smell like a pimp, you'll be ashamed of being a transformer
To know the best that's on the avenue
Run to the store and ask for this album
If you're stuck in twenty troubles with no way out
I recommend mine, because mine is life
Now listen to what's coming
I sing what's good for you, not just what entertains you
The others sing logy
And not to criticize but my philosophy is better
Listen to me, Tata, listen to Maria
There's no lyric heavier than mine
I told you a long time ago
That I kill all criticisms in cold blood
I repeated it and I come back with the same issue
It's better to be at home than to be in the spot
For those who fear the downpour, here's the omen
With my singing, I massacre all of you together