Is This the End? - Yurierre

Cryin' babies on the doorstep, Helpless as can be, Lady of the evening, Set your mind free. Grown up in a ghetto, Never seen a tree, oh... If you don't understand The words to this song It's on you, It's on me If you don't understand The words to this song It's on you, It's on me, yeah If you try to make it better, Try to pull it in You take it from your pocket, You'll take it from within, yeah You'll take it from your pride, y'all, You're right back where you been, yeah. It's sort of like a seesaw Up and down again. The key is in vacation? If you don't understand The words to this song, It's on you, It's on me If you don't understand, Don't get me wrong, It's on you, It's on me, yeah. (Sax solo) If you don't understand The words to this song, It's on me, It's on you, yeah. If you don't understand, Don't get me wrong, It's on you It's all about you and me, ya'll (A second sax solo) Cryin' babies On the doorstep Grown up in a ghetto, Never seen a tree If you don't understand The words to this song, It's on me, It's on you If you don't understand, Don't get me wrong, It's on me, It's on you

Esta es la casa, este es el cerro Esta es la historia, es algo chiquitito This is the house, this is the hill This is the story it's a little thing A lock of hair, an invisible smoke trail This is your shadow Everything changes This is your picture, it's in black and white This is the family having a party There's a crack in the ceiling and there's an open door Nothing there but the dust and the rust Everything changes Esta es la casa Esta es la historia Es algo chiquitito Gone, gone, gone, gone Gone, gone, gone, gone This is the house, this is the hill This is the story it's a little thing A lock of hair, an invisible smoke trail Nothing there but the dust and the rust Everything changes Todo cambia This is the house