De Tal Palo Tal Astilla [English translation]

Like father, like son

Same Barranquilla luck

He’s crying, he’s burning,

He’s saying, God damnit.

My dad breathes down my neck

I learn alone anyway

Dude, I kill to eat and get by

I pack it, and roll it nice and tight

Don't feel like a star

Like father, like son

Come in, man, apple from the same tree

Unlucky but free

Which one is my flag

The pretty one or the ugly one

Which one is my friend

Which one is with you

Which one is a brother

You’re a random guy

Don't yell at me, don't bother me

I don't like your jokes anymore

He’s partying, he’s stoned

He’s escaping, he’s crazy

My dad breathes down my neck

I learn alone anyway

Dude, I kill to eat and get by

I pack it, and roll it nice and tight

Don't fuck with people

because everybody is mental

because everybody is back-alley

because it is all full of murderers