Un Cuento

Close your eyes and listen
I'm about to tell you a story
Sad, cold and violent, maybe a bit bloody
Smiles and sorrows, dreams on the pavement
Enjoy your moment, until the last breath

Once upon a time, in that alleyway
Where the true homies would kick it, all clean-shaven
In a vibe that was just badass
Early mornings of recording
Cracking open another cold one
Imagination was flying high
We dropped a track
The damn devil was out there
We traveled all across Mexico
Rapping at the shows
Met some cool people
The kind you never forget
If I needed a hand
I'd just hit them up on the corner

Time passed like a bitch
Almost all my friends are gone
Homies disappeared
Never saw them again
I’ve got a shit ton of memories
That’s why I spill another drink on the ground
While I stare up at the sky

Close your eyes and listen
I'm about to tell you a story
Sad, cold and violent, maybe a bit bloody
Smiles and sorrows, dreams on the pavement
Enjoy your moment, until the last breath

Close your eyes and listen
I'm about to tell you a story
Sad, cold and violent, maybe a bit bloody
Smiles and sorrows, dreams on the pavement
Enjoy your moment, until the last breath

(Hey, what’s up dude? How's it going?)
(Ready to smoke a blunt or what?)
(I feel like recording something for the hood)
(Like tracks about the holy weed, man, for real)
(I was actually writing some lyrics, check it out)
(Watch this)

Sometimes I don’t know who the hell I am
Sucking down tons of weed
In the hood, lighting it up
That's why I live, that's why I hustle
I don't know where I'm from, but I know where I'm coming from
The crew follows me, I got the goods
Let’s make this party lit
I won’t get scared
Back in the day I used to drink crazy water
On the streets starting fights
And I was the first to always
Jump in for my buddies
But when it’s your turn, it’s your turn
No escaping it
Remember that everything that starts
One day will end

I can’t be eternal
But what I can do is immortalize my stories
The sweet kid just died
I’m a poet bringing his memories to life
Days of luck, days of glory
Days of death, mothers crying
May the one above bless me in the end
Do what you want with my sinful soul

(Do what you want with my sinful soul)

Close your eyes and listen
I'm about to tell you a story
Sad, cold and violent, maybe a bit bloody
Smiles and sorrows, dreams on the pavement
Enjoy your moment, until the last breath

Close your eyes and listen
I'm about to tell you a story
Sad, cold and violent, maybe a bit bloody
Smiles and sorrows, dreams on the pavement
Enjoy your moment, until the last breath

My homie’s freaking out
A dose of stuff for the head
My homie’s freaking out
A dose of stuff for the head

It all started in 2013
I met some homies who were like, what’s up?
Come hit the hood, let’s kick it proper
And while we were wandering, rapping to walls
Setting the vibe, different neighborhoods
Only true criminals seen by the crowd
Even if it’s all just thoughts in the mind
Making music for every misfit
From the weed, negative vibes, we bring out the positive
Making rhymes that inspire
And the memories that revive
Living this lifestyle
Rapping till today
That’s how I keep my family up
Without having to live the bad life

Close your eyes and listen
I'm about to tell you a story
Sad, cold and violent, maybe a bit bloody
Smiles and sorrows, dreams on the pavement
Enjoy your moment, until the last breath

Close your eyes and listen
I'm about to tell you a story
Sad, cold and violent, maybe a bit bloody
Smiles and sorrows, dreams on the pavement
Enjoy your moment, until the last breath

(What a fucking life, I just want to make it clear)
(That I’m not sorry, I'm ready for whatever comes)
(Let’s roll a blunt and see how it goes. Mexico, Holy Weed)
(In your hood, my dude, the SG is in charge till the grave)