There are times when being me is not everything
When you have so much and feel like you have nothing
You walk through life alone
I stay silent but sometimes that's how I feel
You learn to accept that the biggest things
End in just a moment
You learn to live in a world of betrayal
Of fire and more faces with courage
You get used to taking it to all extremes
We are from the streets and that's how we do everything

It is not measured as bad or good
Nor are things that are convenient valued
Everything goes so fast,
Until I get home and look into your eyes
I hug you and everything stops
And I regret having done so much
For so long having walked blind
And having lost the feeling, the fear
Kendo told me to get into the booth and I focused
That music is eternal and that's why I'm here saying this
For the day I'm gone, keep it forever
The Orphanage
Angels and Demons

I sit and do the numbers, an eighth in two thousand five hundred
Between table and kitchen, two hundred are gone
Twenty-two packages of forty-two caps and they turn three thousand nine hundred
In a week and a half, the business is super slow

I recover, the twenty-five from the piece, I go and deliver them
And the profit is one, two, six, zero
They came and the one they took was my partner
Lazy kiosk plus bail, it's really not a business

My name sounds and problems come down in a chain
The case is not mine but soon my label debuts
Money was my eclipse on a full moon
And the doctor diagnoses my girl with cancer

(Well) Syko, I'm going crazy
What happened? I hear your voice like now
I've fought three times for the case and out of necessity
But me, bastard, I didn't even have a ticket for Christmas
Wherever I see the skinny guy, daddy, I'm going to leave it stuck and let him die

Kendo, wind it up before hitting the skinny guy
We have to hit the one with the BM so it doesn't get lost, he's the right hand
Ah, the fool isn't even the left
And after we hit him, Syko, the rest is crap

Last night my angel visited me, asked what price it has
Not being able to be happy and not seeing your kids grow up
He said, "What the hell do you find living behind bars
Remember that drugs were what took your mom

Leave behind the grudges, find direction, you have time
Don't trust even yourself, there are no friends in hell"
I felt immense peace when that angel spoke to me
Suddenly others were knocking at the door

He told me, "Don't go alone, don't get involved, don't let yourself
You were born for this, stick out your chest, don't complain
Don't let go of the gun, it's your only guarantee
That tomorrow the light of day will shine on you

Think about the family, the rent, the food
The girl is sick, your mom already died of AIDS
Answer me, bastard, are you going to let fate decide for you
Or are you going to take the law into your own hands and find the way out?"

Where did you park?
Outside the case, in front of Nilda's house
I was going to talk to you about a way but I don't know if it works anymore
Forget about that, let's talk without making noise
Let's move because behind the cement the rats hear

There are two of us inside the car, the windows can't be lowered
If they see us entering together, the gossip will spread
I can't shoot from outside, we have to go in and make sure
The .40 has problems with the clip and it's going to jam

You're crazy, you have to kill me, I'm really going to get out
I've fought for this housing project and I'm not going to let myself
The kiosk is mine, the rules are going to change
If we win, if we hit, if we lose, we have to move

I got out, I think they saw me, a couple ran
Kendo, I have him in front (damn), they hit me
They wounded Syko, I hook the twenty clip to the nine
The one who kills people in this housing project today is the day to prove it

Between detonations and sirens, my girl's voice
Says, "Daddy, better stay, don't go out, it hurts"
What my girl doesn't know is that her daddy owes
To a street war, either kill or be killed

That money is never given away and it doesn't rain from the sky
That to see her grow up, I already gave the first bastard nine
I failed you, my love, maybe our dreams were shattered
But to this other son of a bitch, I gave the remaining eleven

All the cops arrived, surrounded me, shot
I tried to beat them but they still caught me
I'm writing to you from jail in case they didn't tell you
Or in case you unfortunately died and were buried

Last night my angel visited me, asked what price it has
Not being able to be happy and not seeing your kids grow up
He said, "What the hell do you find living behind bars
Remember that drugs were what took your mom

Leave behind the grudges, find direction, you have time
Don't trust even yourself, there are no friends in hell"
I felt immense peace when that angel spoke to me
Suddenly others were knocking at the door

He told me, "Don't go alone, don't get involved, don't let yourself
You were born for this, stick out your chest, don't complain
Don't let go of the gun, it's your only guarantee
That tomorrow the light of day will shine on you

Think about the family, the rent, the food
The girl is sick, your mom already died of AIDS
Answer me, bastard, are you going to let fate decide for you
Or are you going to take the law into your own hands and find the way out?"

Angels and demons, oh-oh
Talking to me and no, oh-oh
Angels and demons, oh-oh
Talking to me and no, no-oh
I didn't want to listen

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