(RAPPING IN PRISON) Shit, another day
Locked in by the fucking police
While our families
Pray to some God even on their knees
Asking him to liberate us
To help us change
Because our children
Will need us
To give them advice
Or straighten up their lives

Chorus For me it was a miracle
That I learned how to rap
I will be able to move
My family ahead

Not only am I saying this
Louder than a train
This is how I come
With my songs
I entertain you all
Regardless of where they are from
Or if they drink liquor or beer
What I care about
is Castilian
The Spanish language
We are proudly Hispanics
We represent Latinos
The one that stands up with permission
We still sit them down
If you participate or obey
Or we will get you out
Even lighter
Than using the fucking dump
The point is easy and sincere
We look for a good life
And an easy one
That includes everything
First women and money
Then fame will come
But while it gets here
I drink my beer
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Chorus For me it was a miracle
That I learned how to rap
I will be able to move
My family ahead

These are my decisions
I spent a thousand of them in prisons
But with the music
They will give me back a million
Because everything is a rhyme
I will get it for my family
Good future for the kid
If I am no thorn nor needle
I don’t know why I prick you
Goodbye I come from the finest hood