Miércoles 14

I hear a siren, things aren't looking good
The cops came to get me, I'm drowning in problems
Looks like the neighbor saw and snitched on me with that crap
Now I gotta take out these five cop bitches
One looks like a sheriff, heading for the door

I get ready, there's only one way out of this
Getting closer every time
I hear the shotgun loading, take a deep breath
And focus to turn around
And it goes bang, ha!

Headshot right in the face, everyone’s going crazy
And the shooting starts
They shoot at me, I shoot back and the house is wrecked
This is gonna cost them, and my bullet will be the payment

Bang, bang! It goes boom boom!
And there goes another one, even if they shoot at me, they all drop like flies

Now there are only three left, I calculate where they are
I come out all geared up and take them all out at once
Like Neo! A bandit expert with the shots
To mess with me, they need more backup

I grab a coat, head outside
And I'm kicking cops to see if they're alive
I step out of my house, and a taxi hits me

Dude, what a bad view, can't be driving in fifth gear!
I pull out the passenger who was in the back seat
And I hijack the car, like a crazy terrorist
I make him start the car, gun to his temple

While he drives aimlessly, I notice he's trying something
Looks like he was calling on his cell, it was the boss of Birig Bamba
Setting a trap to try to take me down
I tell him to stop the car, I'm gonna kill him!

The son of a bitch stops to attack me
He bites my arm hard, but I manage to break free
And I use the seatbelt as a chokehold
One less on the list, damn aliens

To mess with humans, they need luck
I get out of the taxi walking all cool, man
Acting casual, so people don’t notice

Then the knife guy steps in front of me
I left the gun in the car, this guy's definitely gonna stab me
He lunges at me but luckily I dodge
Takes two wrong steps and I throw my body at him
I manage to get the knife, we start grappling

I throw a hard right, he ducks and hits me with a hook
Now he’s coming from the right, I duck and return the favor
His face is wide open and knee to the memory, man!

Straight to the snitch, I put my hands on his neck
This little cheese-faced punk isn’t gonna win against me
After a while of choking him, I thought he was dead
But he was faking it and I took a punch right in the face
We both get up but we’re almost dying

He was worse off than me so I had to face him
I landed a couple that left him down
And before the cops come, I started walking back to the hood

But the knife guy still wasn’t dead
With his last strength, he grabbed the thirsty knife
He came running at me and that was his mistake, by the way
Because I heard his footsteps, turned around and gave him the back
I manage to get out of there and I hit a joint with a loser
While I was smoking, Naiky the rasta just passed by

That after midnight we’re gonna go out partying
He already told Fiucher and I can’t miss it, man
After all that stress, a party isn’t bad
This Wednesday of Wednesdays has to end

I said goodbye to Naiky and told him: See you there
And I went to grab a bite, 'cause tonight we gotta drink, wah