If I am a child of p ***
you must be my mother
the Hip-Hop that moves today nape
it goes to you that at the level it has not
to finish increasing.
Finish releasing phrases that look
I'm like google, in my find
everything you are looking for Uhh !!
Vay de virgen, I wanted you to light candles
and you can see the camel of a camel
as to Tanza Varela.
I look for phrases, without disfrases
They leave you sequels!
the RAP is not for you
You do not always get what you crave!
My school, they were drunken
between beer and rum
I forgot about heaven
God will deny me forgiveness, (what do you expect)
If it was the one we had to live
I will have time
to repent before I die (Solo!)
I need a beat and a pencil to write (vo!)
You need a couple of grupy to exist
For me, I could suppress you
leave what you know
This is made in chile
and the penalties are falling
Could it be a little smart?
you are not my friend (no bro)
fecebook lies
My friends go from the 20 neighborhood
to bridge 33, molotov brother
Powder on the teeth.
(I'm going) There's so much consciousness, for a tomorrow
(I'm going) to write something deep (your sister!)
I am almost 30 years old with the same desire
Yours is hardcore ...
but hardcore porcelain.
Chorus
Ahh! here the plan does not change
the flame does not go out
the machine does not stop
even if we're gray.
Here we live, as if we were going to die
we only live what we had to live
Only rap!
In case the world is over tomorrow
25 hours a day, 8 days a week.
I'm the last one in the bar,
I stay to drown the sorrows
but the very pu *** already know how to swim.
and says: If I'm more rapper or more drunk
I always have a micro, a glass
the end of each arm,
I change the caracho
as if they had seen
a positive D of enbarazo.
I am not attentive to your traumas or your dramas
If your mom does not love you,
or if he puts you in bed,
if your daddy believed you
it's just the olograms,
dedicate your track
believe me, I have better panoramas
Please comrade
turn off the camera
for the wea, the farandula
this country,
sick by sounding,
sick by fame
they do not heal, nor swallow Tibetan callampas.
They are alone other hyenas in the African Savannah
Do you want to set a pattern?
they are nothing here
they have the opinion of a Muslim woman
They have less authority than citizen peace.
They want to go to the gala
stop the bullets
fill the room
ceducir schoolgirls
and I'm sorry..
I have a good and a bad one,
the drain is grati
and time is never given away.
There will be what I want
your skin slips
This wea is not going to stop
it goes like revenge
pure hardcore to the bone
to stop the chala
live to the underworld without scale.
Chorus
Ahh! here the plan does not change
the flame does not go out
the machine does not stop
even if we're gray.
Here we live, as if we were going to die
we lived it the one that we had to live
Only rap!
In case the world is over tomorrow
25 hours a day, 8 days a week.
I'm the last one in the bar,
I stay to drown the sorrows
but the very pu *** already know how to swim.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)