The Honor Of Truth by Vico C (original lyrics)
To be honest ...
Although the truth hurts ...
Ecko ...
To be honest here I am going to ride
The sky with the hand can not cover
To be caring, it is no accident
And now the opposite me who will lead
To be honest here I am going to ride
The sky with the hand can not cover
To be caring, it is no accident
And now the opposite me who will lead
And you said to me that no longer served
That you thought you no longer leave
And then, aqui esta la mia
And there you to talk about stupidities
I will guide those who thought that the pavilion I fell
Their views are manipulated by news
So it is that when they see me they look at me with malice
Observandome in the eyes remain pegao '
Let's see if I apagao 'or means colorao'
Pa. 'dais at this point when
Without find out if what I have conjunctivitis above
And I can not let me put disservice
Because they accuse me of tecato if I barraco
We can not believe that intellect with cantarles
Because I was in jail and I am not perfect
And now I throw a cannon
But this free of sin I zumbe the first peñon
The fact my problem is the public
This does not mean that I am the only failing
If the difference between you and me
It is my things irrigates the Comay and not yours
Brega with that, I get the bones pal seso
Ponmela in the centre which I shall give for cheese
And I confess that my liricas until more is pretty stiff
To be honest here I am going to ride
The sky with the hand can not cover
To be caring, it is no accident
And now the opposite me who will lead
To be honest here I am going to ride
The sky with the hand can not cover
To be caring, it is no accident
And now the opposite me who will lead
With the government agree
The mission against music that kills my generation
But much eye, pai, prestame attention
That does not record the negative only in reggaeton
I remember when we sing Patrol 15
'Or your bushes, or kill myself.'
And if a rapper sings of giving trigger
They give us a hammer, and we are closing the door latch
Easy, do not attack the bonitillos
Although Ricky Martin quit in a orgia with a corillo
They justify the poison in a cartillo
As Xuxa wearing pal potato and singing pal chiquillo
Although you have a PhD
If those full of hatred are still a destroyer
A beautiful image does not make you better
And although Budweiser auspicie sports remains alcohol
And my record that I forgive
But I think it should not be my expressions boycotiar
I know that there are good relations with the seasons
But there are times to be put on pants
And the truths in the face esplallarlas
And that I look with the same measure only
I have a God that I was always prepared
Once inside my bucket put the spoon
To be honest here I am going to ride
The sky with the hand can not cover
To be caring, it is no accident
And now the opposite me who will lead
To be honest here I am going to ride
The sky with the hand can not cover
To be caring, it is no accident
And now the opposite me who will lead
Ah?
Ah?
Ah?
2004, Papi!
And esplallarlas truths in the face!
(To be caring!)
Respect, respect!
But this free of sin I zumbe the first peñon!
(To be caring!)
And now going to do?
That in my liricas until more is pretty stiff!
(And now the opposite me who is going to lead, ah?)
