Paranoia

The crazy train is back, hommie
Arsenal Pro, DJ Mazo, El Oso Bussby
From Guanatos, crazy Guanatos
Smoking weed, the red eyes show

Life is like a suitcase and like a pill it explodes
Note to take note, on this side everyone floats
No one helped me cook, now everyone wants their piece of the cake
What comes one day goes away, the good will come someday

A strike is paid with a strike, the enemy until he shits himself
If I want, I wait for him to come out, for a shot and let everything be worth it
That's why I dream like thunder in winter, with the rhymes from my notebook
I'm not afraid of death
Because I'm aware that no one is eternal
The streets are a mess, this is full of assholes