Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
OH
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
One, two, one, two
Is Can Can on a Mic, Can Can Can on a Mic.
Oh oh oh
He says:
One two Three
Canserbero is on the loose, at his posts
with your hand up, of course.
Be all witnesses of how it is that he raps
with a mic and a beat always ready for the fight.
Handsome, everyone in the position of HIPHOP,
Do not forget to bring your free sample of flow to your home,
the brain that envies the nasa,
the singer of what goes on outside.
On the other side of your door; alert, do not leave it open
that there walks the one who walks dead,
that which discriminates against no one, hunger attracts blood to the corners;
Care where you step, see where you walk.
We are children of the asphalt, the bad seen by the high charges
for we notice the vileness of his actions,
they want us behind bars; we were not born to be sheep
that's why we dance with eyebrows.
Like whomever you like, scare the one who scares;
No trick, did you think there would be no adjustments?
We are something inevitable, we grew up where you are vulnerable,
We overcome insurmountable fears.
We are also hundreds of thousands or millions of insects,
but strong and with intellect;
it's only a matter of time before the germ grows
in their ears while they sleep until the voice of truth rules.
{'Reality plus need for expressing the harsh truth,
is equal to HIPI HAP,
dance it as you prefer, but with the hand as flag '} (x2);
so so.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)