MI CAMINO (part. SFDK)

I'm taming that pack of dogs
And in the sky, a storm, crows are flying
No one gave you a say to come to this funeral
Children of the night, all dressed in black

I've been the opening act in a small-town plaza
And I've cried with my brothers playing in Monegros
Life is a drug that kills the brain
At the gates of heaven, Saint Peter is waiting

Running through Ibiza among the white houses
I clench my knuckles, I have blood in my throat
Calls from my dad at odd hours
I search for my mom's room on the fourth floor

My grandma's setting up an altar to see if she blesses me
I'm fighting to achieve what I wanted as a kid
An eye for an eye, and the dreams are shattered
I'm not going to live forever, but neither will they

Little by little, it feels like not enough
They say it's tiki-taka by the way I touch it
I stopped being a rookie to be an All Star
I step out of the line, shoot from three, and score

I already feel, feel, feel, I don't feel it anymore
The nerves I felt when the lights turned on
What was between us is cooling off
And the voices I heard wanted to drive me crazy

All the miles I had to walk to find my path
Nothing was by chance, nor was it fate
They tell me I have to change, but I don't care
They said I wouldn't make it, and yet we did

I grew up in the towers of a small island, hope it still shows
Twenty-four families per block
My whole life tied to the oar like a galley slave
The first rapper without a nickname

It was luck and the place that left me its gift
My grandma prays to the great power that's in the almanac
So I don't lose it, so the street doesn't break me
So I don't get stabbed in the bumper cars

I never smoked the silver, never took a hit
Believe me, the rat that defeated me hasn't grown
I always avoided ending up behind bars
But my notebook looks like a showcase, what a display

Who do you swear by, Iscariot?
I didn't choose to row or steer this boat
Like water, I know how to adapt to whatever comes
And explode in your ear like a damn Samsung Note

Note, note, that it shouldn't show
Move in the shadows, your brother like a zealot
Learn to eat with your mouth closed
Because even if they're not hungry, those tigers will want steak

Get out, get out, my stiletto
I come from the radio on my shoulder and from the cassettes
SFDK is splitting it in half
I'll invite you to a sandwich to get you out of the hole

All the miles I had to walk to find my path
Nothing was by chance, nor was it fate
They tell me I have to change, but I don't care
They said I wouldn't make it, and yet we did