Mirate Al Espejo
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como destruyes tu familia
Por tu andar bebiendo, fumando, tripiando
En la calle janguiando
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como se llevan a tu hijo
Y vas a verlo preso
O muerto en uno de esos funerales
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como destruyes tu familia
Por tu andar bebiendo, fumando, tripiando
En la calle janguiando
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como se llevan a tu hijo
Y vas a verlo preso
O muerto en uno de esos funerales
De chamaquito yo...
Capiaba y enrolaba
Camino a la escuela fumaba
Y me arrebataba
Asi janguiaba
En el salón yo la formaba
Un dia el maestro nebuleo
y lo figue con mi navaja
Que tonto fue, se busco su fin
Ni que meterse con el gran Charlie Motin
Yo no se que rayos pensaba
Pero el maestro no me iba poder quitar mi ranking
Empezé a meterme a residenciales
Empezé a cojerle el gusto
A los metales
Me hice hermanito de los anormales
Y ese fue el comienzo de todos mis males
No soportaba andar pelao
Y de guardia disfrazao
Deje pa'l de puntos pegao
Eso fue un foul
Con el vacilon
Ya yo no estaba tan rankiao
Y yo guerrie,
Guerra tras guerra
Y yo vivi
Muerte tras muerte
Y consumi
Droga tras droga
De la escuela callejera me gradué con to y diploma
Los dejaba en coma
Si salia y los cazaba en mi Sonoma
Les pasaba por encima y le chillaba gomas
Pai no es broma
Si y en la semana, fumando marihuana
Mataba al que me daba la gana
Meses pasaron y todo empeoro
Pues en la calle se regó que era un abusador
Y con honor por hay capiaba
No me importaba, abusaba y mucha mierda que hablaban
Se cansaron, chotiaron
Y me rastrearon
Y mientras yo dormia los de C.I.C. entraron
Me trancaron
Y saliendo de admisiones
En la sillita me sentaron
Ay papi, yo no sabia
Que un dia Charlie Motin
A este hoyo me caeria
Mientras lo oia yo lo sentia
Que me quitaron la vida
Fueron como doce hombres que flores me hundian
Fue culpa mia
Sabia que esto llegaria
Mi trayectoria como abusador
Asi como no perdone
No me quisieron dar perdón
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como destruyes tu familia
Por tu andar bebiendo, fumando, tripiando
En la calle janguiando
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como se llevan a tu hijo
Y vas a verlo preso
O muerto en uno de esos funerales
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como destruyes tu familia
Por tu andar bebiendo, fumando, tripiando
En la calle janguiando
Padre, mirate al espejo
Y que ves?
Como se llevan a tu hijo
Y vas a verlo preso
O muerto en uno de esos funerales
¿Y que ves?
Look at Yourself in the Mirror
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How you destroy your family
By your drinking, smoking, tripping
Partying in the streets
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How they take away your son
And you'll see him in jail
Or dead in one of those funerals
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How you destroy your family
By your drinking, smoking, tripping
Partying in the streets
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How they take away your son
And you'll see him in jail
Or dead in one of those funerals
When I was a kid...
I was getting into trouble and rolling joints
On the way to school, I smoked
And got caught up in it
That's how I partied
In the classroom, I caused trouble
One day the teacher got on my nerves
And I stabbed him with my knife
How foolish he was, he sought his end
Not to mess with the great Charlie Motin
I don't know what the hell I was thinking
But the teacher couldn't take away my ranking
I started getting into residential areas
I started to enjoy
The metals
I became a brother to the abnormal ones
And that was the beginning of all my troubles
I couldn't stand being bald
And disguised on guard duty
I left several people injured
That was a foul
With the teasing
I wasn't as highly ranked
And I fought,
War after war
And I lived
Death after death
And I consumed
Drug after drug
I graduated from the streetschool with a diploma
I left them in a coma
If I went out and caught them in my Sonoma
I ran over them and squealed the tires
Dad, it's no joke
Yes, and during the week, smoking marijuana
I killed whoever I wanted
Months passed and everything got worse
Because it spread in the streets that I was an abuser
And with honor, I was getting into trouble
I didn't care, I abused and a lot of crap they talked
They got tired, they snitched
And they tracked me down
And while I was sleeping, the C.I.C. came in
They locked me up
And coming out of admissions
They sat me in the little chair
Oh daddy, I didn't know
That one day Charlie Motin
Would fall into this hole
While I heard it, I felt it
That they took my life
There were like twelve men who buried me with flowers
It was my fault
I knew this would come
My trajectory as an abuser
Just as I didn't forgive
They didn't want to give me forgiveness
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How you destroy your family
By your drinking, smoking, tripping
Partying in the streets
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How they take away your son
And you'll see him in jail
Or dead in one of those funerals
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How you destroy your family
By your drinking, smoking, tripping
Partying in the streets
Father, look at yourself in the mirror
And what do you see?
How they take away your son
And you'll see him in jail
Or dead in one of those funerals
And what do you see?