Top Songs By Vanessa Forero
Lyrics
Come here
Come and hear of a farmers son
Who on the streets
Of Medellin became 'El Patrón'
He's a boy, still a boy
Yet he's blinded by gold
From gravestones to cigarettes
He takes what can be sold
But when he steals one man
For a hundred-thousand dollars
It makes it hard to not become:
Pablo Escobar
''Na na na"
Green leaves, paper leaves
Fall as easy as snowflakes
Buy a lake, build a zoo
Before the rats start to chew
Kill a man, Kill the man
Take your wage from his head
"Plata o Plomo"
Either way you're good as dead
But the blood on his hands saved
The blood of the poor
Their hero, provider:
Pablo Escobar
''Na na na"
"Robin Hood" is caught
For good in a prison he owns
Soon escaping with an ache
To reunite with his snow
Now it's winter on the rooftops
Where this story must end
One shot to the ear
And the silence descends
Who's finger on the trigger?
Nobody knows
Maybe yours, maybe mine
Maybe Pablo Escobars
''Na na na"
The blood on his hands
The love of his gold
But the world was not enough
For his evil soul
Will you mourn, will you dance
For this villainous man?
The one, the only: Don Escobar
Written by: V.f.
