Parriba (part. Trueno)

I take from the alley only the truth and loyalty
We put the neighborhood on blast, now we’re really on top

Mom always said: Words have power
15 years working and now I’m reaping the rewards
I was a wild one with a scattered mind
Today I’m a spiritual being attracting all the things I think
And one day I told myself: Pedro Elías, get up and walk, your days are slipping away
Success doesn’t just come through the mail
If you don’t have charm, how do you expect life to smile at you?

I take from the alley only the truth and loyalty
I’m with my brothers, mom, and we put the neighborhood on blast
Now we’re really on top, what are we missing?
If we got out of the alley, alley—, al—, al-alley
We got out of the alley

Hey, today’s gonna be a good day because I opened my eyes
Bad vibes tried to creep in and I locked the door
And I feel good because that’s how I choose it
Sometimes I forget how blessed I am and I get down
I control my life however I want
To distinguish the bad, you don’t need glasses
I have people who truly care about me
And even if they care, they always speak honestly and without taboo, no matter if I get mad
My buddy and I grew up rapping side by side
There was never a moment they didn’t back me up
The teacher’s kid, the chubby one, the know-it-all
He’s traveling the world and doesn’t bathe with a bucket anymore
I dreamed of having a sports car and lots of gold
Today I dream of seeing you again when it’s all over
Until then, I want to do things right, live without looking back
And take care of family so I don’t die alone
I’m about to hit 34 candles
Life is beautiful but sometimes it cuts me short
My mind is strong but sometimes it can’t take it
Loneliness and memories comfort me, yeah
Living the moment like a rockstar
Because I chose to take the narrowest path
I ate lentils but now I’m having lobster for dinner
Thanks to everyone who supports me to break through, the post (yeah)

The genes of talent and lack of opportunity
We have a feeling that only the streets know
Wanting to get out of the ghetto, spread my wings like a bird
Be part of the school without losing my faculties, never
I’m only a champion when my mom smiles at me
Dogs aren’t bad, it depends on who raises them
For all of us looking for that light to guide us
Those of us who settle for the mate not getting cold
This is dedicated to all the warriors
To all the fighters coming from the working-class neighborhood
To all the players who came from the field
To all the artists who today are voices, I love you for real (yeah)
Mom, I don’t know how to explain it to you
Because I started with nothing
But everything you want, I’m gonna multiply for you
I have everything I was looking for
Hey, look up those coming from the hood
Look up those searching for the light
Look up, it’s a matter of attitude
Always look up the kids from my crew (says)
Look-look up, searching for spirit (di-di-di—)
My-my look up those carrying the cross, yeah
Look up those who are just like (those carrying the cross)

I take from the alley (yeah) only the truth and loyalty (those coming from the hood)
I’m with my brothers, mom, we put the neighborhood on blast
Now we’re really on top, what are we missing? (Those who hate the blues, prr)
If we got out of the alley, alley—, al-ca-ca-alley (tell me, Trueno)
If we got out of the alley (Akapellah)