LYRICS GAME

From the greatest adversity

the greatest leaders rise

A new rebirth

On a January 6th

The King

Come on

We're at war

Many have already left on a stretcher

From the earth

Few are the ones that rise

Death comes out lurking, wo-oh-oh-oh

Let's see who survives, ye-eh-eh-eh

I on my own beat the storm

Tell me who can stop me

I was born a February 3rd

I was reborn on a January 6th

Death came to get me to make me its prisoner

An AK thunders in the sky

Between the panic and the fear

The running and running breaks out

Raymond Ayala on the ground

I had a vision I saw my life go by in seconds

I saw how a tunnel opened to send me to the other world

My body drenched in blood and agonizing I cried out

More time I ask you Father, my God forgive me

And that was how I already entered his plan

They came to finish me off

Out of nowhere they leave

I'm not dead those are rumors

Save your wreath of flowers

The drums were silenced

From this I learned that for heaven there are no elevators

The street fire will someday burn you

Life gives you surprises you have to get ready

Only an addict in the shootout came to save me

The one you least imagine can help you someday

Come on

We're at war

Many have already left on a stretcher

From the earth

Few are the ones that rise

Death comes out lurking, wo-oh-oh-oh

Let's see who survives, ye-eh-eh-eh

I on my own beat the storm

Tell me who can stop me

I had three attempts, two failed, in one they caught me

I still deal with the trauma they left me

And I admit that it will be until I die

But damn I've been the toughest in this race

A fate has fallen to me that I hadn't understood

When I look at the past now it makes sense

The shootout was worth it, losing school

The wheelchair, the hospital and what I've suffered

The pain from back then is gone now

Now there are over a hundred thousand at the concerts

I never thought how far my name would reach

With the divine blessing by the son of man

Millions of fans are following my trail

Even my label El Cartel already has its own bottle

From dying man I went to being a superstar

You want to be street, I already got tired of it

We're at war

Many have already left on a stretcher

From the earth

Few are the ones that rise

Death comes out lurking, wo-oh-oh-oh

Let's see who survives, ye-eh-eh-eh

I on my own beat the storm

Tell me who can stop me

Unstoppable

Don't talk to me about street if you haven't lived it

Or sing about it either