El Día de Nuestra Suerte (part. C-kan)

I always sing to the neighborhood, I came out of an alley
Before being Mala Fe they called me 'baldy'
I'm the same kid in every damn song
Sometimes I feel down but that's the mission
How many friends I lost from one year to two
I see their lifeless bodies inside a coffin
Mom crying and giving her blessing

Inside I'm thinking it could have been me
I love and hate the neighborhood and maybe no one understands
That I like the street but it's messed up
That friends die, that drugs envelop them
That they tried the rock and now they're messed up
Here everything is at stake and it's all for money
You grow up with that chip, the street toughens you up
I learned to survive, the corner, the school
We're in the war dancing the pear

This is for those who live it, those who left, those who died
This is for the gang over there in prison
God bless all my people from the alley

Today I sing to mine
For my neighborhood, for my people
One day everything will change
The Day of Our Luck will come

Today I sing to mine
To my neighborhood, to my people
And no matter what happens
I'm from the neighborhood until death

Love the homie they call cholo and discriminate
But every dawn he walks to his job
To see his family have something to eat
Even if he's been wearing the same Dickies, the same Cortez
Courtesy doesn't take away bravery, love relative
If the saints forget us, we pray to death
Luck doesn't exist and sometimes I don't know if God
Had the luck to see what I did
Thank you for my mom giving birth to me in a neighborhood

You have to live it to be able to sing it
Every bullet shot, every tear shed
You have to watch out for the thug and especially the police
I want to stay here where I have my mural
Where they light candles and pray for my brother
Where living hurts more, when my end comes
Let them say that C-kan came from this neighborhood
I hope God visits the neighborhood where I was born
So he can see that his children shouldn't live like this
What keeps us alive is the faith that he exists
And we die praying the words you wrote

Today I sing to mine
For my neighborhood, for my people
One day everything will change
The day of our luck will come

Today I sing to mine
To my neighborhood, to my people
And no matter what happens
I'm from the neighborhood until death

I've always been proud of where I'm from
Wherever I go, I carry the neighborhood with me
The street is the toughest school in the world
But the neighborhood also consumes you, the neighborhood pulls you in
Here if you're not careful
You end up in the hospital, in jail, or dead
God bless anyone who has left here
Because despite everything
If I were to be born again, I'd be born in the neighborhood

Eme Malafe, tell them radiant brother

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