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letra de i can feel it in the air - lil travieso

[verse 1: lil travieso]
i can feel it in the air, that these times have changed
i’m staying on my p’s and v’s ’cause it’s a parkside thang
banging the uno-tres, big bag parqueado
i can feel it in the air, i might not get to see tomorrow
but i ain’t tripping ’bout a thang, i stay walking and rolling
with a cuete in my hand through the varrio patrolling
f-ck it
i keep a tool ’cause these busters wanna take me out
i know my [?], ’cause this parquero took a risky route
but i’m just trying to end ‘yo life while it’s still here
when i got locked up, everything became so clear
blurry vision, but finally, i can see
mi vida loca, ese, the life of a p
just like young dopey, i was a thug child
trouble making every day, as a juvenile
but that’s how it is, and that’s how it goes
real sh-t, just some tales from the varrio
g-ngb-nging for the park, taught to do it right
i’m sorry to my daughter, daddy ain’t living right
and i can feel it in the air, that these times have changed
por the parquero por vida banging that parkgang, ese
[verse 2: ese 40z]
creeping through the motherf-cking streets in my town
pull up to me next, representing for the brown
this is ese 40z loco from that nb gang
shout out to the parkside varrio that they bang
travieso on the track, let me put it up on the map
[?] to the springs, colorado’s where it’s at
i’m showing love to all my raza’s bumping all that [?]
all my gente in the varrio, in them projects, in them ghetto’s
that’s the life i grew up, threw all them handsigns in the sky
late night creeping, rolling deep in that way it’s do or die
shout out to all the homies on the inside of your dwelling
casper so much love, mr. yogi, mr. felon
imma wreck all these flows on a 51-50
psycho villain who be chilling and i keep it all strictly
[?] coming from the underground
another day another [?] that i load into the sound
smoke trip sip until i fall into the abyss
psychedelics with me so i can drop some gangster sh-t
it’s a trip up in these skys, everybody’s got a pack
i’m 6 drums with [?], anyone can catch it
but i’ma live it until the fullest, ain’t no worries on my side
’cause we all are gonna go some time, and until that day i fly high
life’s a risk, take a chance [?]
to this rythym that i give ’em, keep ’em clapping, and i [?]
homie i done lived this [?], lost a lot and gained a few
another day another ‘holla, [?] just thought you knew

- lil travieso

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