Me Cortó Las Alas (part. Zxmyr)
Sigo mi camino, yea
Con putas y vino, yea
Puro polvo fino, see
Siempre me lo empino, woa
No tengo padrino, solo me percino
No creo en el destino, disparo y le atino (woo)
Toda la gente me dice que no pa'
Pero yo soy de los que siempre topan
Tengo 3 puntos dentro de la boca, de mi pasado y de mi vida loca
Pocas veces solo a veces me dijeron vete
Y no regreses, y ahora que ya pasaron los meses me lloran
Pero yo no vuelvo a dónde no me merecen
Perate mijito no se entrometa yo no más respeto
Al que me respeta, cagan el palo suena la bereta
La rolo con puros cabrones de a neta
No sabe no se meta no se sienta tin tan
Desde morro me la fleto pa sacar pa'l pan
La colonia donde vivo se llama ciudad aztlan
Metete para que guaches y te dan bam bam
Fumandome un cigarro sentado en la sala perdido
Yo me encuentro en esta vida mala, la vida es una perra
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
Fumandome un cigarro sentado en la sala
Perdido yo me encuentro en esta vida mala
La vida es una perra y
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
Yo lo recuerdo como si fuera ayer
La vida apretaba y no había de comer
Sali pa la calle, mi madre lloraba
Y yo solo pensaba en no retroceder (oh)
Fui mi suerte a conocer soñando con lo que yo quería tener
Detrás de ese miedo se que había dinero
Y detrás del dinero había mucho poder (fuck)
Eso es lo que yo sabía por eso es que estaba metido en la via
Pa dela seguía muchos me decían que ya lo dejara
Más bien no podía, miedo no tenía y mi padre moría solamente
Hice lo que debería se que mi Dios me lo perdonaría
Pero mañana seria un nuevo día y no quiero preocuparme de nada
Mi clika sale cada madrugada con la 40
Y cara encapuchada saca la feria y baja la mirada
Esa ecuación la tengo dominada siempre ojeroso por tanta lavada
Madre no quiero verte preocupada, solo quiero darte esa vida soñada (yea)
Fumandome un cigarro sentado en la sala perdido
Yo me encuentro en esta vida mala, la vida es una perra
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
Fumandome un cigarro sentado en la sala perdido
Yo me encuentro en esta vida mala
La vida es una perra
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
Me corto las alas
She Cut My Wings (feat. Zxmyr)
I continue my path, yea
With whores and wine, yea
Pure fine dust, see
I always drink it up, woa
I have no godfather, I only bless myself
I don't believe in destiny, I shoot and hit (woo)
Everyone tells me not to
But I'm one of those who always hit
I have 3 points inside my mouth, from my past and my crazy life
Few times, only sometimes they told me to leave
And not come back, and now that months have passed, they cry for me
But I won't go back where I'm not valued
Wait a minute, don't interfere, I just respect
Those who respect me, they shit, the stick sounds the gun
I roll with real bastards
Don't know, don't get involved, don't feel tin tan
Since I was a kid, I've been hustling to make bread
The neighborhood where I live is called Aztlan City
Get in so you can see and they'll give you bam bam
Smoking a cigarette sitting in the living room lost
I find myself in this bad life, life is a bitch
She cut my wings
She cut my wings
She cut my wings
Smoking a cigarette sitting in the living room
Lost, I find myself in this bad life
Life is a bitch and
She cut my wings
She cut my wings
She cut my wings
I remember it as if it were yesterday
Life was tough and there was nothing to eat
I went out to the street, my mother cried
And I just thought about not going back (oh)
I went to meet my luck dreaming of what I wanted to have
Behind that fear, I knew there was money
And behind the money, there was a lot of power (fuck)
That's what I knew, that's why I was involved in the street
I kept going, many told me to stop
But I couldn't, I wasn't afraid, and my father was dying
I only did what I had to do, I know my God would forgive me
But tomorrow would be a new day and I don't want to worry about anything
My crew goes out every dawn with the .40
And a hooded face, they take out the money and lower their gaze
I have that equation mastered, always tired from so much washing
Mother, I don't want to see you worried, I just want to give you that dream life (yea)
Smoking a cigarette sitting in the living room lost
I find myself in this bad life, life is a bitch
She cut my wings
She cut my wings
She cut my wings
Smoking a cigarette sitting in the living room lost
I find myself in this bad life
Life is a bitch
She cut my wings
She cut my wings
She cut my wings