La Virgen

The Virgin crying blood because the godfather of the rehab can't get them to recover
I'm going even if I'm not invited
I haven't had dinner, I'm feeling pretty sick and might just throw it up

Women give you life, but they can also take it away
That's what I thought when I saw my homie hanging from a mesquite tree
Because his wife cheated on him, flushed his marriage down the drain

The streets smell like dead dogs, and I still shower every day
Dude, what good was it to pray to God
If his daughter got kidnapped in an empty lot?
That's where they found her
They say the state cops were the ones who killed her

Long live graffiti and fuck the state police, man
We don't care if it rains or if it's cold
We're used to the bad times

He said he would change, and look, there he goes again high
He's got tools in his hand, must've stolen them
He's been hooked on meth since he was young
Rumor has it there's domestic violence at his place

He feels sad, crying is hard for him
He can't even afford a toothbrush, his breath stinks
S-O-S, he steals it, doesn't ask how much it costs

He lives in a gray neighborhood, with graffiti-covered walls
Fucking rehabs are useless, he came out crazier
Hitting rock bottom

Get your ass home, your mom's worried sick
Sometimes he feels like his parents hate him
That when it rains, God hits him in the back of the neck

With thousands of paths, he still takes the same route
Hoping to find a woman who's not a whore

Leave me locked up until I come to my senses
Until I know how to love a woman
And not just get turned on

If we don't listen, there's no need to shout
Either you change or it repeats
Here come the cops
Get your shit together