[Verse 1 – Dad vs. The Streets]
I remember boots by the door, steel toes caked in grime,
My Dad gone at sunrise, grindin’ overtime.
Sweat on his shirt, grease deep in his hands,
That was a real man, I just couldn’t understand.
He taught me respect, he taught me work for what’s yours,
But I wanted fast feria, I went lookin’ for wars.
While he built with his fists, I was reachin’ for steel,
He stacked pride in his house, I stacked feria to feel.
I ain’t wanna listen, thought the calles knew best,
Thought a cuete on my hip put me above the rest.
But his calloused hands built what I tried to destroy,
He raised up a family, I stayed a lost boy.
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[Verse 2 – Streets Took Me Young]
The block sang loud, I was hooked on the sound,
Vatos flashin’ cuetes, bodies droppin’ on the ground.
First fight, first cut, first time blood spilled,
I thought I leveled up, like that pain was a skill.
My first trigger pulled, I thought I became grown,
But it carved out my soul, left me colder than stone.
Didn’t see I was losin’, I just thought I was feared,
But every drop of sangre made my Dad disappear.
I was just a kid actin’ firme at night,
Confusin’ death with respect, wrong with right.
Didn’t hear my ruca cry, didn’t hear my Mom pray,
I let the barrio own me, I threw my youth away.
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[Verse 3 – Behind Bars]
Now I sit in this cel, no feria, no shine,
Just a number on my chest, wasted years on my mind.
Steel doors slam loud, nights colder than death,
I count every scar like I’m countin’ lost breath.
My Dad broke his back, I just broke his heart,
He raised me with love, I just tore it apart.
He came home with pain, but he never complained,
I came home with blood, bringin’ sorrow and shame.
I blamed the barrio, said the system’s to blame,
But the truth is, carnal, it was me all the same.
The calles don’t care, they just chew you alive,
I made my decision — now I fight to survive.
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[Verse 4 – Doubling Down]
But I ain’t changin’, homie, I’m raisin’ the stakes,
Already broke his heart once, now I’ll do what it takes.
The streets crowned me early, and I won’t step back,
From the cel to the throne, I’ll rebuild my stack.
Vatos whispered my name while I rotted away,
Now I’m back on the block, and they’ll all have to pay.
Every rata that folded, every ruca that ran,
Gonna see what I’ve built, gonna know who I am.
I ain’t askin’ forgiveness, I ain’t searchin’ for peace,
I’m the kingpin now, el jefe of the streets.
If it breaks him again, that’s the price of the game,
Carved in blood and betrayal — they’ll remember my name.
Revilla
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