Loboblanco – Urbe

Loboblanco – Urbe Lyrics

Artist: Loboblanco
Song: Urbe

Verso 1]
Corren los niños del ghetto, cemento en las suelas
Viven de la calle, en casa, nadie los espera
Donde el sol no pega es donde la violencia llega

Los que más se esfuerzan son los que menos prosperan
Ando, por callejones llenos de miseria
Trafico, peleas y deudas eso nos toco de herencia
Manos amarradas ante toda la impotencia

Te acostumbras o te vas, así se fue mi inocencia
No tengo una clika unida, no provenimos de Compton
Renovado día con día, caso de Benjamin Button
Shut the f#ck up, hasta que choque with my people

Que importa si somos pocos, nos mantenemos unidos
Vivo enfrente del peligro, siempre lo tuve presente
Si llegas a descuidarte te pueden robar tu infancia
¿Qué esperabas?, a mí no me enorgullece

Un niño que sostiene un arma, es un niño que no crece
Los problemas se saldan con balas
Visitan a los abuelos, sus nietos tienen mas canas
Citas en el punto, seis veces a la semana

Puestos para sacar chispas mientras la suya se apaga
Tengo una disciplina, una mente afilada
Un ansia repentina, una bestia encerrada
Aunque no me conozcas soy del top 10 de la lista

Con una vida sencilla y salario de deportista
Profesional, poco convencional, no te compares pa
Me motiva lo holgado, los diseños y los shoes
No quiero ser tu, hablando los mismos temas

Quédate tu con tu barrio yo lo con la calle completa
En un lugar una madre entrega un beso a su hijo
Le desea “buenas noches”, lo cubre con una manta
En otro lado una madre chilla por ver a su hijo

Reconoce el cadáver, lo cubre con una manta
Tantas, de esas historias, no hay una enseñanza
Ya que todo depende del método de crianza
La justicia ciega, sorda y muda cuando quiere

Solamente tiene tacto a su buen gusto por billetes
Mi casta, infona norte pero no me representa
Vivo aquí desde antes que ser de aquí sea tendencia
Copian la violencia, todo es maleanteo

Los nacidos de este lado nos apartamos de eso
Bueno, los pocos que sobrevivimos
No hay retas en las canchas, ya no nos buscan a gritos
Si les soy sincero no me importa ser real

Porque quiero ser capaz de poner en la mesa el pan
O pagar un hospital, poder solventar las deudas
Queremos ser los mejores pero nadie nos enseña
Que el peso que tiene un lápiz es mayor al de un fusil

Que podemos lograr algo, que no es necesario huir
Estaremos estancados, si es lo mismo que se inculca
De ser burros en la escuela, ahora pasaron a ser mulas
Una pistola guardada para disipar las dudas

¿Cómo nos defenderemos de esta realidad tan cruda?
¿What is this?, dormimos en la crisis
El fútbol un suplicio y el alcohol es un elixir
Es un mal impregnado como en paredes grafitti

Pero es parte de nosotros, parte de nuestra city
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Urbe Lyrics – English Translation

Verse 1]
Ghetto’s children run, soles cement
They live on the street, at home, nobody awaits you
Where the sun does not hit is where violence comes

The ones who strive most are the ones that prosper less
Ando, ​​by alleys full of misery
Traffic, fights and debts that touched us in inheritance
Hands tied before all impotence

You get used to or leave, my innocence left
I don’t have a united clika, we don’t come from Compton
Renewed day by day, case of Benjamin Button
Shut the f#ck up, until with my people crash

What does it matter if we are few, we stay together
I live in front of the danger, I always had it present
If you get to neglect you, you can steal your childhood
What did you expect? I don’t proud me

A child holding a gun, is a child who does not grow
The problems are raised with bullets
They visit grandparents, their grandchildren have more gray
Quotes at the point, six times a week

Posts to get sparks while yours goes out
I have a discipline, an sharp mind
A sudden desire, a beast enclosed
Even if you don’t know me, I’m from the top 10 of the list

With a simple life and athlete salary
Professional, unconventional, do not compare pa
It motivates me the loaf, designs and shoes
I don’t want to be you, speaking the same issues

Stay with your neighborhood I with the entire street
In one place a mother gives a kiss to her son
She wishes her “good night”, she covers him with a blanket
On the other hand a mother squeals to see her son

She recognizes the body, she covers him with a blanket
So many, of those stories, there is no teaching
Since everything depends on the parenting method
Blind, deaf and mute justice when you want

He only has his good taste for bills
My caste, infona norte but does not represent me
I live here before being from here it is a trend
They copy violence, everything is Maleanteo

Those born on this side are away from that
Well, the few we survive
There are no challenges on the courts, they no longer look for us
If I’m sincere, I don’t care to be real

Because I want to be able to put the bread on the table
Or pay a hospital, be able to solve debts
We want to be the best but nobody teaches us
That the weight that a pencil has is greater than that of a rifle

That we can achieve something, which is not necessary to flee
We will be stagnant, if it is the same as instilling
If they were donkeys at school, they now became mules
A stored gun to dissipate doubts

How will we defend ourselves from this raw reality?
What is This? We slept in the crisis
Football a torture and alcohol is an elixir
It is an evil impregnated as in Grafitti walls

But it is part of us, part of our City
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Loboblanco Lyrics – Urbe

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Release Year: 2022