Muchos Patrulleros
Que te haces el que hablas de progreso
Si queres meter a los menores presos
Brindarle ayuda al barrio no te interesa
Muchos patrulleros, nada en la cabeza
Ningun pibe nace chorro
Y te lo voy a explicar
La ninez esta en peligro
La tenemos que salvar
No en la calle en la escuela
Se tienen que quedar
Si no hay padres que los
Cuiden necesitan un hogar
Al policia corrupto no
Le importa matar
Los jueces por billetes
Se pueden comprar
Con la droga y la violencia
Les gusta traficar
Nos trajeron el problema
Y nos quieren encerrar
Que te haces el que hablas de progreso
Si queres meter a los menores presos
Brindarle ayuda al barrio no te interesa
Muchos patrulleros, nada en la cabeza
Que te haces el que hablas de progreso
Si queres meter a los menores presos
Brindarle ayuda al barrio no te interesa
Muchos patrulleros, nada en la cabeza
No tener un futuro
Eso es la inseguridad
Y es un grave problema
Te lo pusiste a pensar?
O solamente repetias
Todo lo que escuchabas
Y tus propias decisiones?
Cuando las tomabas?
La radio y television
Siempre conectada
Quienes son los duenos de
La antena que hipnotizaba?
Quienes son los duenos
De la fabrica de balas?
Quienes necesitan muerte
Para que haya paga?
Que te haces el que hablas de progreso
Si queres meter a los menores presos
Brindarle ayuda al barrio no te interesa
Muchos patrulleros, nada en la cabeza
Que te haces el que hablas de progreso
Si queres meter a los menores presos
Brindarle ayuda al barrio no te interesa
Muchos patrulleros, nada en la cabeza
Conozco gente que
Hace escuelas
Gente solidaria que
Fue asi toda su vida
Una sociedad humana
Y mas justa es la salida
Y conozco gente que
Pide mas policia
Muchas carceles
Privadas van a edificar
Y ahi te quieren ver
Metido para poder lucrar
Con la muerte y la ignorancia
Les gusta traficar
Nos trajeron el problema
Y nos quieren encerrar
Es Alika, K4G
Que te haces el que hablas de progreso
Si queres meter a los menores presos
Brindarle ayuda al barrio no te interesa
Muchos patrulleros, nada en la cabeza
Many Cops
You act like you talk about progress
If you want to put minors in jail
Providing help to the neighborhood doesn't interest you
Many cops, nothing in their heads
No kid is born a thief
And I'm going to explain it to you
Childhood is in danger
We have to save it
Not in the streets, in school
They have to stay
If there are no parents to
Take care of them, they need a home
To the corrupt cop
Killing doesn't matter
Judges for bills
Can be bought
With drugs and violence
They like to traffic
They brought us the problem
And they want to lock us up
You act like you talk about progress
If you want to put minors in jail
Providing help to the neighborhood doesn't interest you
Many cops, nothing in their heads
You act like you talk about progress
If you want to put minors in jail
Providing help to the neighborhood doesn't interest you
Many cops, nothing in their heads
Not having a future
That's insecurity
And it's a serious problem
Have you thought about it?
Or were you just repeating
Everything you heard
And your own decisions?
When you made them?
Radio and television
Always connected
Who are the owners of
The antenna that hypnotized?
Who are the owners
Of the bullet factory?
Who needs death
To get paid?
You act like you talk about progress
If you want to put minors in jail
Providing help to the neighborhood doesn't interest you
Many cops, nothing in their heads
You act like you talk about progress
If you want to put minors in jail
Providing help to the neighborhood doesn't interest you
Many cops, nothing in their heads
I know people who
Build schools
Generous people who
Have been like that their whole life
A humane society
And fairer is the way out
And I know people who
Demand more police
Many private
Prisons will be built
And there they want to see you
Involved to profit
With death and ignorance
They like to traffic
They brought us the problem
And they want to lock us up
It's Alika, K4G
You act like you talk about progress
If you want to put minors in jail
Providing help to the neighborhood doesn't interest you
Many cops, nothing in their heads