Yesterday
I realized that I was a clown
Who, with the excuse
That I had to bring food to my children
Infested the world
Inciting them to have sex
And resort to violence
Forgetting that the word says
That God cannot be mocked
And that what a man sows, he will reap
Overlooking
That the poison I spread to the world
At some point, would reach my children
And my loved ones
Today I thank God
For taking off my mask
I am no longer a clown
I am no longer a clown

The one with the cake, do you remember? the little guy
The one who told you to go kill that pig
Pull out the 40, go crazy
But how I suffered when they killed Pito

Let's go kill him, I used to tell you, I won't back down
Pull out the 40, go crazy
But at night
I would pray to my Christ
Lord, please take care of my little brother

You are the artist of the moment, you are the trend, everyone wants to follow your steps
But you feel alone
You are a clown

Behind a girl, a BMW, a house, he hides his failures
And you continue to feel empty
You are a clown

You think you're terrifying, controlling everything with a bullet
But be careful, friends are scarce
They tell you they love you and give you a hug
And when you turn your back, they fill you with bullets

And your children are left alone and they don't pay attention to them
Your wife gives herself to your friend in his arms
And the new daddy fills your children with beatings
And they already buried you, you were a clown

You are the artist of the moment, you are the trend, everyone wants to follow your steps
But you feel alone
You are a clown

Behind a girl, a BMW, a house, you hide your failure
And you continue to feel empty
You are a clown

I was the clown who said that life was a cure
That you should take the girls and play tricks on them
But at night I would pray to the God above
Lord, take care of my daughter, keep her pure

And I would tell you to go to the dark to heat her up
Give her warmth, so you can see how it feels
But at night, I would pray to my Christ
Lord, take care of my daughter, don't let her be infected

You are the artist of the moment, you are the trend, everyone wants to follow your steps
But you feel alone
You are a clown

Behind a girl, a BMW, a house, you hide your failure
And you continue to feel empty
You are a clown

I've been in this for fifteen years, do you think I'm joking
Or that it's just an emotion, or that it's a trip
I have a thousand stories, that I can tell you
Like the one about Belto from Garateo
Who in the 90s had a crew of seventy
He had forty friends, and a violent reputation
Neither the crew nor the money can avoid the pain
Today he's in prison and no one visits him

Cousins who kill each other, like Benji and Lelo
Foster brothers, like Black and Raelo
You are not untouchable, today it could be you
I remember my brother, Tito Bolondru
The street gives you wings, you think you can fly
The devil and death, giving you a break
You give your life and everything for the street
And you end up dead like Israel from Manuela

They'll never catch you, that's a myth
The devil uses you to commit the crime
After they kill you, no one remembers you
I still cry for my brother Pito
Like Pichile, Juan de Dio, Goldo Pitel and Aleta
The street defeats you, daddy, there's no goal here
It's not to scare you, it's to open your eyes
And know that in life, death does not respect

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