Yo Vengo - Translation
Chorus
I come from a city in pain
I travel among the melodies
I contract a thousand life stories
And if I tell my problems we will be here all day
Verse Perea
I come from the ghetto
Melodies and havoc
I come from the ghetto
No job, no salary
With my head up high
Shooting at their minds
Anestesia Negra
I come from a humble neighbourhood
Where it is time to fight
From a city in pain
Where I practice my rhymes
Rhymes and melodies
My life stories
Without a studio and a booth
Making my rhymes
For the elegant people
Like a street urchin
Anaesthetising the ear
With the Smith of Freesoul
We were taught as children
Not to lose our style
Stealing from the scene
And the speakers too
That's where I come from
From a neighbourhood of hubbub
From the gossip of the neighbour
And the bad looks are not absent
The gang joins
To get into his confidence
Chorus
I come from a city in pain
I travel among the melodies
I contract a thousand life stories
And if I tell my problems we will be here all day
Smith verse
I come from that neighbourhood
Where the salary is little
The street is the stage
And you think about moving forward
We are prisoners of a rent
Society that fools you
Only luxury and clothing
You don't love your mom anymore
If you have had a nest in life
And the blows have hurt you
Like the blow of your son
Because he wants to shipwreck
Consumed between networks
Corrupted thoughts
The books will no longer exist
The little ones that will be
That for fame and money
In photos they peel the leather
Because dreams were not fulfilled
Dad and mom were not there
I come from those times
Where the child comes first
The elders are the teachers
If you look for reality
For a position we we kill
We treat each other as we dress
If before God we are brothers
Who is holy to judge
With or without work
If it is from above or from below
Upper or lower class
Everyone can help
Have pleasant moments
In order not to be mistreated
Enough with those at work
Long live the national strike
And as a protest I shoot
3000 pesos, what shamelessness
One ticket and you guys
Where are the rights?
Chorus
I come from a city in pain
I travel among the melodies
I contract a thousand life stories
And if I tell my problems we will be here all day