El Culpable (part. Funky, Redimi2 y Dariana)

That gray cloud, that you call a test
That always brings the rain
That takes away your joy
It's because of you
Okay, let me tell you the story of my neighbor
Last name Rocha, her name's Gastarina
She doesn't dress like a Chinese, her clothes are so fine
And she still doesn't get why her card gets declined

Wait, does she have it or not?
Well, I don't even know how she stays afloat
She has faith but no credit
And she calls the Mercedes-Benz but it doesn't show up

She wants everything she sees and doesn't hold back
Loves the flow, loves the glow, and orders from Amazon
And how does she manage for dinner?
She trusts her JC Penney card

And she tells me something was forcing her
And I don't know if you understand what I'm saying
That the blame for what was happening to her
Wasn't hers, it was the devil!

It wasn't the enemy, nor was it a friend
Not a test with you, the blame's not on me
It wasn't Juan, nor Pedro, nor Saul
The one in trouble was you

It wasn't the enemy, nor was it a friend
Not a test with you, the blame's not on me
It wasn't Juan, nor Pedro, nor Saul
The one in trouble was you

'Cause he's a slacker, the one from the building
With a pillow, he's got a vice
Doesn't even exercise with a spoon
Always looking for excuses, but never a job

So much to do but he does so little
'Cause the one who does little, makes fewer mistakes
And if you heard what came out of his mouth
"Work is sacred, don't touch it"

Mhm but, the other day they told me
That he was chosen as employee of the month
Yeah, but you didn't know, what?
That he got fired the next month (ha, ha, ha!)
And he tells me something was forcing him
I don't know if you understand what I'm saying
That the blame for what was happening to him
Isn't his, and it's the devil!

It wasn't the enemy, nor was it a friend
Not a test with you, the blame's not on me
It wasn't Juan, nor Pedro, nor Saul
The one in trouble was you

It wasn't the enemy, nor was it a friend
Not a test with you, the blame's not on me
It wasn't Juan, nor Pedro, nor Saul
The one in trouble was you

They don't greet me when I arrive at church
They turn away from me like I'm an outsider
They talk behind my back, I turn around and they turn away
It's not constant anymore, they don't act like before

How easy it is to complain, cry, and blame
How easy it is to judge you from here
Difficult to look in the mirror
Difficult to tell myself the truth
What would happen if I took the first step
And since I'm not good at listening, I can't give back
I wouldn't be alone here overthinking
I wouldn't be blaming the devil

It wasn't the enemy, nor was it a friend
Not a test with you, the blame's not on me
It wasn't Juan, nor Pedro, nor Saul
The one in trouble was you

It wasn't the enemy, nor was it a friend
Not a test with you, the blame's not on me
It wasn't Juan, nor Pedro, nor Saul
The one in trouble was you