Junior H - El Chore (part. Gael Valenzuela)

Perdón por las rayas de mi cuerpo
Ellas marcan lo que soy por dentro
A la calle, yo me fui metiendo
Y a los cholos, yo les fui aprendiendo

Las mañas, también la marihuana
La fumaba toda la semana
Quince años, ya quería ganar lana
De morro, siempre anduve en mi baica

Repartiendo bolsitas poco a poco, fui creciendo
En el barrio, como El Chore, me fueron conociendo
Al cien con los que, desde morro, siempre aquí estuvieron
Y la disculpa es pa' mis padres por todo lo que he hecho

Tampoco quise ir a la escuela, nunca me gustó
Preferí andar en la vagancia junto a mi clicón
Que mi madre se me angustiara, no me preocupó
Hoy miro el dolor que le causaba y si me arrepiento

Pero todo lo hice por ella
Pa' que nunca le faltará nada
Y hoy que dio vuelta la moneda
Tiene todo lo que un día soñaba

¡Uh!
Ahí le va compa Gael
Así nomás, compa Junior
Puro $ad Boyz, viejo

Gente con la gente siempre he sido
Aunque sea de muy pocos amigos
Y al que me tache de presumido
Es porque nunca me ha conocido

Ahora, ya me visto diferente
Ahora, ya resalto entre la gente
A mí no me ha cambiado el billete
Sigo siendo el mismo desde siempre

Repartiendo bolsitas poco a poco, fui creciendo
En el barrio, como El Chore, me fueron conociendo
Al cien con los que, desde morro, siempre aquí estuvieron
Y la disculpa es pa' mis padres por todo lo que he hecho

Tampoco quise ir a la escuela, nunca me gustó
Preferí andar en la vagancia junto a mi clicón
Que mi madre se me angustiara, no me preocupó hoy
Miro el dolor que le causaba y si me arrepiento

Pero todo lo hice por ella
Pa' que nunca le faltará nada
Y hoy que dio vuelta la moneda
Tiene todo lo que un día soñaba

Forgive the scars across my body,
They mark who I am inside.
I drifted onto the streets,
And I learned from the cholos.

The tricks, and the marijuana too,
I smoked it all week long.
At fifteen, I wanted to make money,
From a young age, I was always in my hood.

Distributing little bags, little by little, I grew,
In the neighborhood, as El Chore, they came to know me.
One hundred percent with those who have always been here since I was young,
And my apologies go to my parents for everything I've done.

I didn't want to go to school, I never liked it,
I preferred to wander with my crew,
That my mother worried, didn't concern me,
Today I see the pain I caused her, and yes, I regret it.

But I did it all for her,
So she would never want for anything.
And now that things have turned around,
She has everything she once dreamed of.

¡Uh!
Here's to you, compa Gael
Just like that, compa Junior
Pure $ad Boyz, man

I've always been with the people,
Even if I have very few friends.
And whoever calls me conceited,
Is because they've never known me.

Now, I dress differently,
Now, I stand out among the people.
Money hasn't changed me,
I'm still the same as always.

Distributing little bags, little by little, I grew,
In the neighborhood, as El Chore, they came to know me.
One hundred percent with those who have always been here since I was young,
And my apologies go to my parents for everything I've done.

I didn't want to go to school, I never liked it,
I preferred to wander with my crew,
That my mother worried, didn't concern me today,
I see the pain I caused her, and yes, I regret it.

But I did it all for her,
So she would never want for anything.
And now that things have turned around,
She has everything she once dreamed of.