I put the backpack on my shoulder, the bottomless bag, I was already angry
the school was not attractive, so simple, my life was like any other citizen
but my brain wanted, I felt bad, I had to do something
he who Don't risk, never win, I didn't have the desire, I got into smuggling
I changed the books for notebooks but not lined ones, there was the bad thing
while my teacher scolded me if I left school, she got angry boss
I was missing that adrenaline that alters my life I wanted to move that
but I wasn't that bad sometimes I messed around but I was happy
then everything started to happen to me the clients marking things were going strong
so as not to make things long I made my fortune millions and that
I became number one there on the border I distributed the cheese
from books to notebooks then I went from student to teacher
But it didn't stop there, things became dangerous and a little violent
there were bigger problems, I had my freight, I wasn't part of the war
they put the jacket on me, they made me angry, I had to defend myself
I got into bigger problems, I told my people we are at war
quickly bought my armored vehicles, horns, grenade launchers and all the accessories
I painted my stripe like fire, this is my terrain, I'm warning you
but they looked at me calmly, they thought it was a game, they wanted to attack me
they did not want to obey me and at the point of bullets I had to fight them off
but things progressed, the war increased, it was uneven
not only were they hitmen anymore, too The soldiers wanted my skin
I couldn't let them all against me evenly roll up their sleeves
in lessons for war I also passed them from student to teacher
and here I continue as if nothing had happened putting up with bad, good and better
I have already marked life, I have to endure it, better times will come
as long as I am with my family enjoying life, my children, my loves
with God I am aged for having me alive and my parents for making me a man

INVIA LE CORREZIONI