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She Kept me Warm

When I was a boy, my mama,
used to put a Jesus cross beneath me,
read a couple of verses to me,
so that it could protect me from the ill and evil,
Now I�m grounded without a point,
I miss mama, and Silvestre stalon,
I always wanted to grow fast, and go with my life on,
but at fast as it went, my mom grew up old,
It took me a while to get over the age
my dad always drinking, and putting our money in,
me trying to get some money�
for people that never wanted.
Im man, chasing my own Aquila�s,
no fear in my eyes, not fillings, I see it,
a lot of hate going through all my veins,
mom was all ready gone, with her went all my faith.
Now mama, I have my first son,
you would not like for him to be call ramon,
cuz I know how much you hate dad,
I will never tell him, dad just to beat you ass.
I pray every day, but I don�t know what for,
but I do it anyway just incase god knows
I know the destiny is writing down,
and very soon is going to be my turn down.
Sena