Sin Miedo (part. Gera MX)
Yo, yo
El Quesada y el Gera
Pura gente callejera
Va por mi raza bandolera (oh-uh-oh)
Vivo la vida mala-la-la-la-la
Mala-la-la (yeah, yeah)
Quiero ponerme bien raya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(Esta es la escuela Santa Fe)
Y olvidarme de lo que haya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Siempre ando fumándome un flight, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(Ya-ya-ya, ya-ya)
Ah, traigo el carro y va sin freno, víboras tiran veneno
Nosotros tiramos dólares mientras otro blunt quemo
No blasfemo, el panorama ya se puso bueno
Un saludo a santa fe y san sebas, entras en terreno
Vo' al estudio en puro short, listo para hacerles juego
Reina no digas que no, te gusta andar en el ruedo
Aquí andamos dominando, no importa que se haga el ciego
2020 estuvo triste, se llevo a Kobe y el Diego
Siempre fiel a mi manera, no se lo miro a cualquiera
Puedes ver la calle entera a través de mis ojeras
Siempre dispara primero si alguien en casa te espera
O te van a ir a llorar a un cajón triste de madera
No hay manera que me pierda, vine a controlarlo todo
Con el güero codo a codo, este disco vale oro
Les daba miedo este junte, pero bueno, ya ni modo
Andamos haciendo lodo, brindar respeto a mi apodo
Ruego por las madrugadas que a la mala nos tuvimos que quitar el miedo
Por los labios que enseñaron a volverme siempre frío como el hielo
Siempre frío como el hielo (oh-uh-oh)
Pa' que no baje el vuelo
Préndete el toque, con mari' me desvelo
Sigo con los pies en el suelo
No quiero fama ni dinero, quiero respeto
Apunto, disparo, ni bueno, ni malo
Hip-hop mexicano, ando bien sano
Aclaro que somos borrachos y marihuanos
Soy vago, verde fumo, blanca inhalo
Mira, lo he comprobado en varios casos
Cuando es necesario volver al barrio
Canto con el corazón en dos pedazos
Con el alma rota, soy un vagabundo abandonado
No me lloren, no quiero lágrimas, tampoco flores
No quiero traidores, quiero a la dueña de mis amores
A mi madre le pido perdón por todos mis errores
No me creo nadie, pero estoy al la'o de los mejores
No te conviene que seas mi enemigo
Lo dijo un viejo amigo, pa'l traicionero hay castigo
Tú eres mi luz, y en frío eres mi abrigo
Solo yo y mi soledad estamos de testigo
No me digas que me extrañas, tampoco que me quieres
Quiero más hip-hop, más droga, cerveza y mujeres
¿Quieres problemas, o dime que prefieres?
Santa fe, con spray te pinto en las paredes
Vivo la vida mala-la-la-la-la
Mala-la-la (yeah, yeah)
Quiero ponerme bien raya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(esta es la escuela Santa Fe)
Y olvidarme de lo que haya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Siempre ando fumándome un flight, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
(ya-ya-ya, ya-ya)
Ah, yo soy el cachoro ma'
Santa Fe Klan por todos lados
Para todo el mundo, directamente desde GDL
Dímelo, jayrick
Socios
Negocios limpios, ah, amistades largas
2000 y siempre, RV
Fearless (feat. Gera MX)
Yo, yo
El Quesada and Gera
Just street people
Representing my outlaw race (oh-uh-oh)
Living the bad life-la-la-la-la
Bad life-la-la (yeah, yeah)
I want to get really sharp-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(This is the Santa Fe school)
And forget about whatever-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Always smoking a flight, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(Ya-ya-ya, ya-ya)
Ah, I bring the car and it goes brakeless, snakes throw venom
We throw dollars while I burn another blunt
No blasphemy, the scene is getting good
Greetings to Santa Fe and San Sebas, you're entering our territory
Heading to the studio in just shorts, ready to play with them
Queen, don't say no, you like to be in the arena
Here we are dominating, no matter if someone plays blind
2020 was sad, it took Kobe and Diego
Always loyal in my own way, not everyone gets it
You can see the whole street through my dark circles
Always shoot first if someone's waiting at home
Or they'll cry over you in a sad wooden box
No way I'll get lost, I came to control everything
With the blondie side by side, this record is worth gold
They were scared of this collaboration, but oh well, no way
We're making mud, toasting respect to my nickname
I pray for the early mornings when we had to lose the fear
For the lips that taught me to always be cold as ice
Always cold as ice (oh-uh-oh)
So the flight doesn't go down
Light up, with weed I stay up
I keep my feet on the ground
I don't want fame or money, I want respect
Aim, shoot, neither good nor bad
Mexican hip-hop, I'm very healthy
I clarify we're drunks and stoners
I'm lazy, I smoke green, inhale white
Look, I've proven it in several cases
When it's necessary to go back to the neighborhood
I sing with a heart in two pieces
With a broken soul, I'm a forsaken vagabond
Don't cry for me, I don't want tears, nor flowers
I don't want traitors, I want the owner of my loves
I ask my mother for forgiveness for all my mistakes
I don't think I'm anyone, but I'm among the best
It's not convenient for you to be my enemy
An old friend said it, there's punishment for the traitor
You are my light, and in the cold, you're my shelter
Only me and my loneliness are witnesses
Don't tell me you miss me, nor that you love me
I want more hip-hop, more drugs, beer, and women
Do you want problems, or tell me what you prefer?
Santa Fe, with spray, I paint you on the walls
Living the bad life-la-la-la-la
Bad life-la-la (yeah, yeah)
I want to get really sharp-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(This is the Santa Fe school)
And forget about whatever-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Always smoking a flight, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
(ya-ya-ya, ya-ya)
Ah, I'm the damn dog
Santa Fe Klan everywhere
For everyone, straight from GDL
Tell me, jayrick
Partners
Clean business, ah, long friendships
2000 and always, RV