| In my street it's not the party, everything here is relative
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| You often hear “Fuck the cops! |
| ", and that's why we like it
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| It's not a fairy tale but I tell you good things about it despite its flaws
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| I know that in the end the street fucks you up
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| But I don't scream, like a lot I learned on the job
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| Especially since you had to aim high to better escape the low
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| We are concerned guys, not social cases
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| We have to tell the state, before we break up in the skies
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| Like multinationals, young people join forces
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| Enough jokes gentlemen here, we have to do some too
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| Get out here I'm fighting for the good knowing that the need forces me
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| Sometimes to cross some limits
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| So that we are comfortable in our pumps
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| We have to put the bars on the T's and especially the bars in our accounts
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| It's coming from below, it's coming from the street and you feel it
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| I tell you now you know, we write what we feel
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| Despite the neglect that we suffer every day
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| You know we don't give up, we act to turn the tide
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| Be careful because there you're gay, deep down you're not smiling
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| Beware, of the one who has the appearance of the joker
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| Without picking up my ashes at the end, I repeat well
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| Without selling myself, I intend to defend everything that is close to my heart
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| We say what we see indeed
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| That's a chorus
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| If you're satisfied then come closer don't be afraid
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| Thank God I see clearly, I'm rapping today
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| Not ready for anything even if I have to please
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| I see from my TV that misery is growing
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| Not like everyone else I have pain when people cry
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| Life a story, full of adventure
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| No messiah will come to your rescue
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| Tired here where too many stories have settled
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| My God when are we going to get out of here?
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| Disappointed, writing this, negligence, we received
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| In our lives, I've always seen this
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| Do you think we're going to turn the tide?
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| In my corner I hope and accumulate so many verses
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| Chapped lips, listen to this message which is not personal
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| They say we're off to a bad start from the crib
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| I hurt everywhere, everywhere...
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| Despite the neglect that we suffer every day
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| You know we don't give up, we act to turn the tide
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| Be careful because there you're gay, deep down you're not smiling
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| Beware, of the one who has the appearance of the joker
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| Without picking up my ashes at the end, I repeat well
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| Without selling myself, I intend to defend everything that is close to my heart
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| We say what we see indeed
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| That's a chorus
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| If you're satisfied then come closer don't be afraid
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| Nothing belongs to us here
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| Coming from nowhere, we're being neglected and that's why we don't give up, appreciate it!
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| Without restraint we savor, the time has come
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| To give a hard time to those who serve us the menu
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| We ain't twisted, we ain't crazy
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| Nor completely retarded, re-br just watch
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| They say we're all lost but we're coming square
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| Consider us intruders, make us laugh!
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| From afar we come, organized like the Marines
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| De-spee without coco in the nostrils
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| Armed to the teeth, we rhyme it
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| The one that comes with a popo zest to keep the aroma
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| Despite the neglect that we suffer every day
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| You know we don't give up, we act to turn the tide
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| Be careful because there you're gay, deep down you're not smiling
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| Beware, of the one who has the appearance of the joker
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| Without picking up my ashes at the end, I repeat well
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| Without selling myself, I intend to defend everything that is close to my heart
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| We say what we see indeed
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| That's a chorus
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| If you're satisfied then come closer don't be afraid |