Luis - I. Start lyrics

I I wish these tears of sweat won't dissipate That my fuel will escalate And the boos of hate will deteriorate Strive to work how fair is it to lose When you've withstood blows Easy to stop much harder to go Growth? How my bros kamikazes Strapped to Rari's Aimin' for heaven, but hell is trying me So I'm Siamese with my own caution I'm noxious tryin' to escape this pool of vomit The hood a trench of recklessness Total abandonment a step behind the ghettos Strapped with guns all over the cuerpo Dig through to step off this level Let it sand you're vision Wake 20 years from now at the house of you're mistress Hook- A gift that's not religious Bliss an attempt to secure my own mission I been having dreams about my goddam visions Laying in a bed with 20 bad b**hes And I still have my soul A gift that's not religious Bliss an attempt to secure my own mission I been having dreams about my goddam visions 2x And I still have my soul II It's more than violent ways These violent days keep me wide-awake Hypocrite illiterate a young misfit b**hes dig that bad boy attitude As I dig my dick down their a**holes I won't ever represent anything more than a bad idea A growin deprecation and deprivation of my own familia Never smoked the sativa Or drank the sangria Eyes wide open only make the pain more realer Wishin' my mom was in a villa Society almost pushing me towards becomin' a villain But I deal with it Laugh at the government when I begin to stack millions When I hit a billion I turn around and give it all back to the victims I won't ever represent anything more than a Mexican A stain on the mix of sh** that is the system Hook