No Tengo Padre - Akwid

Lunes por la mañana caminado tranquilo en rumbo ala escuela llego saludo a mis

amigos que onda weiies parados como reyes, pregunto como la ven de este día

atendemos a clases o no vamos de alegría?, Que les parece conozco una nenas

del barrio dispuestas alo que sea

Truchas!

que hay muros en las costas

Maestros y maestras y alguna que otra mosca, Mauricio nos juntamos en tu casa

hay no hay nadie mas tu jefa trabaja, no hay bronca salimos como cuetes

brincamos el alambrado, y sin moretes, y nos salimos como igual que otras veces

y alas jainas llenamos de chupetes, son cosas reales de la vida igual que la

otra pinché chinga del otro día, por que si no tal ves y reviento y me

encuentre con un ajuste en el movimiento

Solo pienso en desmadre soy un hijo de la chingada no tengo padre la educación

que lo ocupa, mi vida les vale madre no les preocupa

Solo pienso en desmadre soy un hijo de la chingada no tengo padre la educación

que lo ocupa, mi vida les vale madre no les preocupa

Con problemas en la casa los maestros me preguntan que es lo que me pasa?

, Me vale madre y no pongo atención pero en mi mente esta es la dirección,

siento que nadie me comprende castigo a castigo dicen haber si así aprende,

me aconsejan que mi futuro considere pos voy hacer artista que no ven como

pinto las paredes, la gente que me pasando se sorprende nunca han visto a un

morro fumando

El resto del mundo no me entiende solo mis compás que me comprenden no,

me critican y no me fijo en la clase sin jale, la novia esperando un hijo,

y todos nos echamos porras haber quien es primero a despicar alas morras

Solo pienso en desmadre soy un hijo de la chingada no tengo padre la educación

que lo ocupa, mi vida les vale madre no les preocupa

Solo pienso en desmadre soy un hijo de la chingada no tengo padre la educación

que lo ocupa, mi vida les vale madre no les preocupa

Tengo amigos que les gusta la loquera, tengo amigos que compran,

y otros que venden chingaderas, hay una chica que me gusta una maestra linda

con melones en la blusa hay unos batos que me buscan, que me quieren quitar la

vida no me asusta ya mero suena la campana ni modo caminado a casa y hasta

mañana, los que piensen de mi no me interesa anoche por primera vez probé

cerveza tengo 2 semanas de no ir a clase el sistema es un chiste yo hago mis

pases y no le tengo miedo a nada mi mente para concejos esta cerrada nadie me

saca de cómo pienso pero aquí el pedo se va a poner intenso

Solo pienso en desmadre soy un hijo de la chingada no tengo padre la educación

que lo ocupa mi vida les vale madre no les preocupa

Solo pienso en desmadre soy un hijo de la chingada no tengo padre la educación

que lo ocupa mi vida les vale madre no les preocupa

(Gracias a SaInT-XsXdR0por esta letra)

Monday morning, walking calmly on my way to school, I arrive and greet my

friends who wave weiies standing like kings, I ask how they see it on this day

Do we attend classes or are we not happy? What do you think I know a girl

from the neighborhood willing to do anything

trout!

that there are walls on the coasts

Teachers and some other fly, Mauricio we meet at your house

there is no one else your boss works, there is no anger we go out like cuetes

we jumped over the fence, and without bruises, and we got out just like other times

and the Jainas we fill with lollipops, they are real things of life just like the

I clicked another chinga from the other day, because if not maybe you see and I burst and I

meet a fit in the motion

I only think about chaos I'm a son of a bitch I don't have a father education

that occupies it, my life is worth to them, mother, they are not worried

I only think about chaos I'm a son of a bitch I don't have a father education

that occupies it, my life is worth to them, mother, they are not worried

With problems at home, the teachers ask me what is wrong with me?

, I don't care and I don't pay attention but in my mind this is the address,

I feel that no one understands me, punishment by punishment, they say if they learn that way,

They advise me that my future considers that I am going to become an artist that they do not see as

I paint the walls, the people who pass me are surprised they have never seen a

nose smoking

The rest of the world does not understand me only my compas who understand me no,

They criticize me and I don't look at the class without pull, the bride expecting a child,

and we all cheer for whoever is first to beat the girls

I only think about chaos I'm a son of a bitch I don't have a father education

that occupies it, my life is worth to them, mother, they are not worried

I only think about chaos I'm a son of a bitch I don't have a father education

that occupies it, my life is worth to them, mother, they are not worried

I have friends who like loquera, I have friends who buy,

and others who sell shit, there is a girl that I like a pretty teacher

with melons in my blouse there are some batos who are looking for me, who want to take my

life doesn't scare me and the bell just rings no way walked home and even

tomorrow, those who think of me do not interest me last night for the first time I tried

beer I haven't gone to class for 2 weeks the system is a joke I do my

passes and I'm not afraid of anything my mind for councils is closed nobody

get out of how I think but here the fart is going to get intense

I only think about chaos I'm a son of a bitch I don't have a father education

that occupies it my life is worth it mother they are not worried

I only think about chaos I'm a son of a bitch I don't have a father education

that occupies it my life is worth it mother they are not worried

(Thanks to SaInT-XsXdR0 for these lyrics)