To Bleed

Break down

Forbidden gates take crown

Get violated by the sound

It don't matter how you weigh out your pounds

If the paper come back around

Stay quiet, don't speak loud

These Puerto Ricans don't play when it comes to fouls

Share this cake with you and your pals

Just make sure you come back with the dough for the flour

Or your life'll sour

Time flies when you in the oven

Picturin' heaven, no more women, no more cummin'

No more sinnin', no more stuntin', no more lovin', no more nothin'

The realest feel us, to build with us

To feel pain, you gotta get cut

To bleed, you gotta get cut