I was born in Sonorita
You can tell by my face
With my muddy rags
And my goals on top

Don't walk with fear
A beating for the whites
I was on the American floor
And my skin was bristling

I left my house
To pick up my sister
I pulled one day to Angelina and
With very little hope

I arrived and bumped into a guy
Good afternoon where are you from, boy
With pride I am from H and I am looking for work

In a short time that I entered
First job I threw myself into
More than 15 kilos of coke
And the first check arrived

That guy from that morning
Wait for the kids for their feats
He lit a cigarette and looked at me
While something was stabbing me

The tears he sees on his face
Look at his eyes reflected
The desire to get ahead
And he didn't back down from anything

Until today I have no vices
Although the job I move crooked
Here with me is my sister
And with God I am grateful

My parents passed on to me
Tricks I learned in the neighborhood
Getting high every day
The gun was damaging me

A cloudy day and morning
I get up and look at my sister
Get up my little sister now you have
What you dreamed of

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