Pesadilla

I'm rolling through the city, lighting up something to get high
On my wrist, the Pateka, jeans with crosses, oh my
Diamonds blinding me when they dance with the lights
Now I'm driving Ferraris and Lambos, back then I took the bus rides

This life is so boring
I pop the hood on the Lambo just to hit the bakery, no snoring
Waiting with my kids to see my grandkids one day
Just trying to stay grounded, cashing in royalties, hey

I don’t ride bikes anymore, I’m 60 feet from the LoRa
With the kids and the lady, that’s the winning crew, for sure
And you’re peeking through the windows like a nosy neighbor
And you hear me even if you don’t want to, I’m blasting on the airwaves

I asked for this on my knees, hustling and holding on to a faith that’s real tight
I pulled myself out from the yellow tape, fighting the good fight
I planted the seeds, now I got a villa and a house by the shore

I don’t sell soda anymore, now it’s just water, my jetski’s on the yacht, for sure
All this is your fault, father, and honestly, I thank you
But I feel like this is way too much for what I deserve, it’s true

All this time in prison changed my view, like a hacker, they upgraded my version
But let me tell you, I’m suffering from a betrayal
That tests all my blessings, the devil’s heated up the gate

And I pulled the guns out of the closet
I swear to Christ, I’m gonna end this shit, I promise
The only thing saving you is if they lock me up in Guaynabo
I rolled in with all my brothers, armored up, dressed like El Cabo

Shootouts every day, bodies on the streets, and I didn’t want to go back
I promised my kids I’d leave this shit behind
But also to my brother that I’d avenge his death someday
Revenge blinded me

I don’t know how it happened, it’s like cancer, eating me from within
The devil worked on me, bullets flying 3 for 2
The one who fell, fell, and tell me, dude, what happened?, yeah, yeah

And if they can, let them stop me
Now it’s just me alone in the desert with my crew, my Fremen
Empty clips, buy a round, fill them up again
For the dead, locked up, 27, let the kid come visit me, yeah

I got everything ready
I have a bad feeling, bro, but I’m steady
I reach their location and spot them, I’m ready
I step out with the AK-47 and charge in, heavy, yeah

The first one fell, the second one fell, the third one fell
But it doesn’t leave this world, I don’t know what he’s screaming
I think he’s praying, but I’m no pastor, and I go back in, I’m not playing
I got out of this scum, no pills, no Perco, just keeping it in my memory

When I think the end of this story is near
The lights of your damn Gran Victoria flicker, oh dear
On the high, I’m going 200, shooting against the wind
And suddenly I feel the impact against the concrete

I lose control, and brake without consequence
I step out, the agent, the gun, the warning, no pretense
I know what’s gonna happen, bro, this ain’t rocket science
Everything flashed through my mind, now I know what’s madness

I pull the trigger, fuck innocence
But I open my eyes, it was all in my subconscious: Ha
Any resemblance to real life is purely coincidental
This was just a nightmare

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