Veladoras En Mi Barrio

Candles in my hood, many dead in the neighborhood
I sing to San Luis and to his crazy ones from the hood

Candles in my hood, many dead in the neighborhood
I sing to San Luis and to his crazy ones from the hood

Let's give them fire, let them feel the heat
They talk a lot about the streets but I don't see them outside
I don't change colors, I represent my wax
Where bullets rain and the real ones are born

Quiet dog walks carefully
And thank the one above for everything he has achieved
Tattooed body walks everywhere
It's heard around the hood that the song is buzzing

Several bullets have taken my buddies
And it's not just one, there have been several funerals
Death lurks here if there are metals
Better not mess with it

And if they mess up again, well, screw it
Don't act tough when you're not on your turf
I don't believe in luck, nor do I know fear
My homies all paranoid rolling up the poison

Candles in my hood, many dead in the neighborhood
I sing to San Luis and to his crazy ones from the hood

Candles in my hood, many dead in the neighborhood
I sing to San Luis and to his crazy ones from the hood

They're really crazy, they steal the lights
They tag the walls, they smoke even the coconuts
They're burnt out, fighting each other
Damn drugs are driving them crazy

God, I'm not high
Just got my eyes really messed up
God, I'm not high
Just got my eyes really messed up

Hey Moler, pass me that blunt
Let's get into action
So they feel the pressure
I smoke poison and light it up in a blunt
When I hit the streets, it's always with your blessing

Candles in my hood, many dead in the neighborhood
I sing to San Luis and to his crazy ones from the hood

Candles in my hood, many dead in the neighborhood
I sing to San Luis and to his crazy ones from the hood