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I've been clean for sixty days
I cross another date off the calendar and reaffirm myself.
This January 1st looks different
I finished those episodes, the new season begins
Knowing where I don't want to go back is enough information
I look out the window with the freshly made coffee and think
It's been five very intense years
We fulfilled many dreams
We made many trips of which I only have a few faint memories.
Fuck it, that makes me feel sorry
The wheel of false success and fast life began to be problematic
The party is over for me, it's time to turn the page
Now she gives me head at home and I record it on the handycam
I needed a break, another perspective.
Screening friends, healing myself with my family
This year is to take care of myself and heal my knee.
And finish La Madrugá, amen, may God bless us
With the excuse of the album I ended up suffering a change
My dreams foretell a good omen
My achievements are the achievements of the neighborhood
If I'm not dead yet, I must be destined for something.
I took off my sunglasses
I no longer want to be a fashion victim or a gamechanger
Today is Sunday, it's 9 AM and I'm not "being"
I smile, I go to the gym and I think "I'm not the same anymore"
Isi took a plane to see me at the entrance
Bigla's mother prayed for me, praying to heaven
Carlos gave up his vices, Raggio found a remedy
When you change, everything changes and that's a fact
Now every time I wake up, I am thankful
I have everything, how could I not be satisfied?
I have recovered Dani, my brothers and my old man
The crowds at Delaossa, the music and the label
No news, good news
There are memories that transport me to places like the tour bus.
I want to marry the daughter of God like Kun
I'm looking to transcend, not put my name on a MCmenu
I don't know if it's self-confidence or discipline.
I don't know if it's my own merit or the Sertraline.
But there are no more after parties, and finally the neighbor smiles at me
I've been clean for nine months, who would have thought?
My grandmother Trini is still waiting for us in El Palo
Josenrique, continues painting us in his paintings
I pray for my uncle Domingo so that he comes out healthy
And see him sailing in Tarifa again in summer
Catana turns 102 years old
I think he doesn't need the messages of encouragement
And she still smiles brightly at me when I hug her
I just tell him that I play sports and that I hardly ever go out.
I am with my blood, not in private
Because Cortijo Jurado is already there to see ghosts
I need the path well lit
To celebrate such a sacred reason (La Madrugá)
Oh oh, when the night is blackest
And there is no reason to believe
Bring a ray of light La Madrugá
La Madrugá brings me back the light
And now I talk to God and he always answers
Oh oh, when the night is blackest
And there is no reason to believe
Bring a ray of light La Madrugá
La Madrugá brings me back the light
And now I talk to God and he always answers
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