[Intro]
Línea 458, mi historia, mi destino
From the mercado to the studio, that's my camino
[Verse 1]
Mama selling mangos while I dream in stereo
Young boy on the bus, watching life through the window
Street performers hustling, showing me the way
Now I'm fighting algorithms every single day
From Lima's corners to the worldwide stream
Sometimes reality ain't what it seems, damn
[Chorus]
458, take me home
458, watch me grow
From the back of the bus to the front of the show
Mama, your boy's gonna make it, you know
458, sacred road
Between struggle and gold
Every beat like an engine, every rhyme tells a story untold
[Verse 2]
They want me to change my flow, make it more commercial
But f*ck that noise, I keep it real, controversial
Watching Carmen dance while crossing town
Her dreams in Brazil while my beats break down
Digital numbers trying to define my worth
But I learned my value on these streets first
Street musicians taught me more than Spotify
Real recognizes real, that's no lie
[Bridge]
From vendor's son to microphone
Every day I'm grinding, trying to find my zone
The bus keeps moving, like my dreams won't stop
From bottom to the top, from bottom to the top
[Chorus]
458, take me home
458, watch me grow
From the back of the bus to the front of the show
Mama, your boy's gonna make it, you know
458, sacred road
Between struggle and gold
Every beat like an engine, every rhyme tells a story untold
[Outro]
Línea 458, my compass, my soul
From the mercado to the world, watch me roll
This journey's authentic, can't be bought or sold
Mi música, mi vida, pure gold
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[Intro]
Línea 458, mi historia, mi destino
From the mercado to the studio, that's my camino
[Verse 1]
Mama selling mangos while I dream in stereo
Young boy on the bus, watching life through the window
Street performers hustling, showing me the way
Now I'm fighting algorithms every single day
From Lima's corners to the worldwide stream
Sometimes reality ain't what it seems, damn
[Chorus]
458, take me home
458, watch me grow
From the back of the bus to the front of the show
Mama, your boy's gonna make it, you know
458, sacred road
Between struggle and gold
Every beat like an engine, every rhyme tells a story untold
[Verse 2]
They want me to change my flow, make it more commercial
But f*ck that noise, I keep it real, controversial
Watching Carmen dance while crossing town
Her dreams in Brazil while my beats break down
Digital numbers trying to define my worth
But I learned my value on these streets first
Street musicians taught me more than Spotify
Real recognizes real, that's no lie
[Bridge]
From vendor's son to microphone
Every day I'm grinding, trying to find my zone
The bus keeps moving, like my dreams won't stop
From bottom to the top, from bottom to the top
[Chorus]
458, take me home
458, watch me grow
From the back of the bus to the front of the show
Mama, your boy's gonna make it, you know
458, sacred road
Between struggle and gold
Every beat like an engine, every rhyme tells a story untold
[Outro]
Línea 458, my compass, my soul
From the mercado to the world, watch me roll
This journey's authentic, can't be bought or sold
Mi música, mi vida, pure gold
Línea 458, mi historia, mi destino
From the mercado to the studio, that's my camino
[Verse 1]
Mama selling mangos while I dream in stereo
Young boy on the bus, watching life through the window
Street performers hustling, showing me the way
Now I'm fighting algorithms every single day
From Lima's corners to the worldwide stream
Sometimes reality ain't what it seems, damn
[Chorus]
458, take me home
458, watch me grow
From the back of the bus to the front of the show
Mama, your boy's gonna make it, you know
458, sacred road
Between struggle and gold
Every beat like an engine, every rhyme tells a story untold
[Verse 2]
They want me to change my flow, make it more commercial
But f*ck that noise, I keep it real, controversial
Watching Carmen dance while crossing town
Her dreams in Brazil while my beats break down
Digital numbers trying to define my worth
But I learned my value on these streets first
Street musicians taught me more than Spotify
Real recognizes real, that's no lie
[Bridge]
From vendor's son to microphone
Every day I'm grinding, trying to find my zone
The bus keeps moving, like my dreams won't stop
From bottom to the top, from bottom to the top
[Chorus]
458, take me home
458, watch me grow
From the back of the bus to the front of the show
Mama, your boy's gonna make it, you know
458, sacred road
Between struggle and gold
Every beat like an engine, every rhyme tells a story untold
[Outro]
Línea 458, my compass, my soul
From the mercado to the world, watch me roll
This journey's authentic, can't be bought or sold
Mi música, mi vida, pure gold
Writer: Ivan J.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC