2020.08.21.
My son
Chorus:My son, what a world you got to walk (I'm from the sovereign land)
Ouch the embers burn me, I'm not gonna kneel down (like a detoned bomb hey!)
Sunk in the darkness of desolation
the human being only moves forward its frustation
the contamination starts in the head first
defy the nature (what's that?)
Living a shitty life based on the vice I accumulate
without any perspectives more than save our own asses
doing pure calculation hard null androgens
let's see which is the best way of taking a shit and take advantage of others
It seems to be scientific, this thing that sonds tragic
it responds to any part of the planet or geographical limit
paralytic statics overdose of imnosis metamorphosis
of a critic state laxative diuretic
Rap tought me to throw up my shit and turn it into art
to tell from from another place
compatriot of the same world when telling you
I make flights (?)... if they see me wanting to enter
with this style rapping, with every step I overthrow walls
taking with me the don of my words for them to stay with you
and with this abracadabra go into your ear
the rap, for this yes my friend,
has become in the protective guide of the ones who were lost
since the moment they were born
it transcended, survived
and it was growing slowly, I asure you a movement
now it is increasing and it branches, intensifies
joining solidarity ties that are multiplying around the world
who would say that it would be like this?
In any part of the hemisphere
the human life is rotten, smells like cemetery
they say there's no options, there's no alternative
C'mon let's not be a pussy if changing the history is a matter of alive collective wills and not pasive lives
In full romance with our sorrows
let's break the chains, let's put down the shields
If one way or another everyone breaks our asses the same way
don't be strong headed moron!
(Chorus)
I'm comming in a rush, the base no longer stops me
I come snached whatever happens
Rapping, rhyming, fighting, thinking, kicking, cuting, putting myself to the duel
trying to stomp harder against the floor
It's not an excuse, it's not a consolation
My autist and egocentric point of view
I go growing roots through life and not like a tourist, you heard me?
Expresive, comunicative, alive nets
The active compulsive narrative motivates me
Sir, it's what we are, what we want, and it's what we do in different international branches like criers cadets
rappers, we bring supreme messages
Atention!
Brothers and sisters, end of the sentence, let's break chains
this extreme situation burns and it's a serious problem
falling into the abyss of individualism
that keeps on lashing out against ourselves
right here, too much idiocy
it's time to change the mechanism
I heard comments that something wants to explode
It's already ready, start improvising
the countdown can't be stopped
'cause they can destroy us if they try
Deniying at all this new order that seems old
changing the content of the container is a reflection
year by year the world moves along but in the wrong way
some people call progress to the evident regression
Drastic common basics the reality is tragic and it hurts
it's not like jelly
my soft rhymes bring you and flow with adrenaline
I say the life seems like a fossil to me
but rapping I feel more useful
The people is bewildered dismayed by the phenomenon that shakes
all latitudes altitudes
They ask what it is?
It is a prophet? No!
It's the hip hop surrounding the circumference of the planet
The only rude (?)
thinking that to succeed in this world you have to be a motherfucker
but loke that, your theory is recruited
observing that the destruction is absolute
lack of impute involucres me, my soul is coming off motherfucker!
(Chorus)
In this war the enemy can hardly be distinguished
it's invisible to confuse
Oh Earth give me freedom
Only you can free me
I hear a riotous moment, they can't stop me anymore
Oh, like the detoned bomb I'm going to burst soon (x2)