[Canserbero]
Brother wakes up,
what is the indigo who is talking
another that is representing between color you like it or not
and without a mask,
just a peasant of shame neighborhood
by several who hate the truth in my voice,
it's tiresome, I do not want to be last, nor first,
I prefer to die standing than to live between the money,
I am a gentleman, I go without always encircling my face,
not like in those that concert of verse do not say anything,
and the lord gets rid, he kills himself without a bullet
me, shine without blin blin and flight without wings
I have my sword raised, in turned form,
whose letters will improve, to the world if some will apply them
we are the test of a sensible union
different culture in the background the same cause
not like those ignorant who do not get
that we call ourselves Latinos in alze instead of their AKA
well I am humble as a great street
but it's just that canserbero is worth more than you and anybody else
because I was born and grew up, so I sing and they left
in the name of what the fire went away
we are one of the few cantates that there are of heart
and of those who leave song message to song
to clan in europe with rap with a friend
I'm still a beggar, only Christ did it pa'l .....
[Rapsusklei]
In my way it takes me sastifaccion
when I join with the few that remain of heart
Venezuela, Spain although it seems an abyss
When we talk about pain, the problem is always the same
and that world that gets worse every day
while everything has already become a police dump
the anarchists themselves also have a hierarchy
they drink, smoke and drug themselves while screaming anarchy
Little philosophy, they talk about freedom
but nothing more like reality than utopia
the road is diverted the government manipulates
police corruption in youth and left null
and the hippies, now they have more pasta than anyone
and they call themselves dreadlocks and say they live on the street
the rappers have lost and have agreed to his words
everyone wants to be the one who's the most, but the dumbest is the one who barks
in this time that everything is for money
barseloso, messenger, of love nothing is ajero
I'm just a foreigner, mind and warrior heart
of the government in the concerts, of the problem of the guero
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah !!!!!!!!!!!
And there is a time when everything lost its way
and that this world fell into the grip of hatred in a second
children die in all kinds of places on earth
the culprit is almost always the same son of ... bitch
[Lil Supa]
Yeah, today in the mind they seem to be empty
in those people with absurd ideology
United States giving constructive criticism
our way is respect, peace is the only way out
there are many problems, in the world
solutions are very few I hear
Among so many songs, ladies
I raise my voice, in favor of good listeners
and not to force people
to do something that they really do not feel
those who know understand, those who do not know they lie
those who pretend to call us demented
some people see us as delinquent
because of those who in their speech are not coherent
the crowded nightclubs and the library alone
Bolivar is still dead while the dollar goes up
In my country the situation does not improve
the crimes increase, our values ??deteriorate
and the least I can do to make things change
is to keep the inspiration and give a good message
this is elegant rap although we walk without a suit
we will always be there even if the fashion goes up or down
aimed at those who raise their flag
who carry hip hop as a shield between shootings
from my Maracay to your macarena
united by a single rap, ZooskleiCan, Venezuela
Only among all we can make this a better place :)