La Chompa Vuela

(Hey, this is street music, man, living the crazy life)

Here the high life soars
Pure sick mind
Doses that lift me
To where it takes me

Here the high life soars
Pure sick mind
Doses that lift me
To where it takes me

It’s what rules, good medicine
Audio meth that gets you hyped
The crazy one walks straight to the top
Ready to break stages, you can’t even imagine

Honestly, I don’t leave even at three
Aren’t I a bit crazy? You just think so
In the damn streets, you always see it
Smell of weed for the whole month
Smoking green with my buddy
Mary Jane, says she likes Colombian
Brought me a friend who was Cuban
Come with me to spend some cash

I smoke weed because I like it
And if I like it, I want it
And what I want, I get
Thank God for everything I have
Light it up and spark it
Crazy dude, I’m still the same
On top of my game
If you slack off, you get left behind
If they counted to where they could
Only by rolling
There’s no way to stop this
Wherever it calls me, I show up

Here the high life soars
Pure sick mind
Doses that lift me
To where it takes me

Here the high life soars
Pure sick mind
Doses that lift me
To where it takes me

It’s what rules, good medicine
Audio meth that gets you hyped
The crazy one walks straight to the top
Ready to break stages, you can’t even imagine

Between vice and death
That’s how I live
The same crazy guy as always
Already messed up in the head
The effect doesn’t even feel
We’re ready for whatever
No problem if I have to dance with the ugly one
Here the grim reaper strolls in the hood
The cops look at me with all my crew
We fill the damn house with smoke
They know how the deal goes
The bastard who doesn’t hustle just doesn’t advance
That’s why no one rests here
The devil doesn’t sleep
She says she’s coming to see me
I’m going to get lost in the streets and the vice
Never expect me to jump off a building
In the hood, that’s the trade
And I plan to die like a kamikaze
The damn dog with flow and class
On the beat
A thug isn’t born
But made over time
Since I was a kid, running from the cops
Get your act together, or you’ll be left watching
Since I was a kid, I’ve been a handful

Here the high life soars
Pure sick mind
Doses that lift me
To where it takes me

Here the high life soars
Pure sick mind
Doses that lift me
To where it takes me