We are not from the east nor from the west
we have been called a quartet of insane people
we are no different from you or other people
we play with fire and we do not suffer accidents
In a thousand words where to create an illusion
like an aerosol shot the burst of color goes
we are like beings from a horror movie
Making even the hardest spectator scream
Pure force on the guitar
br/>raw bass accompanied by exact drums
we are like a plan with skill that twists your insides
when we are in that scene those who try to imitate us
can only make me feel sorry What do you call a mc
with real instruments call us the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
singular sound impossible to surpass
destructive threat like a nuclear bomb
always where we play everyone starts screaming
and when we say goodbye they ask us for more, more
of the good that we bring because we are the best
willing to collapse any champion title
no matter your division, now you know the reason
that the victory is in my hands when I take the microphone
everyone feels sad like the Lelos brothers
when I leave them all with their heads in tatters
I'm Akello, who you always wanted to be
and I see how you twist, ha! so as not to fall
what do you call an MC with real instruments
call us the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
I don't build false kingdoms or empires, I already have my own thing
which is too serious, I'm not willing to endure your criticism
you are inferior to me and that's enough
see the statistics from tenants and soldiers who come across
mutilated bodies on both sides of the Rio Grande it is clear
that I am not tolerant at all, enough one look and you step forward
to unleash the fury of this dominant male who without
karate dogmas bathes in the blood of opponents
knows by heart the fine art of masakre and komo stop
it is not a fictitious fable that your attacks only make me laugh
I admit my madrizas are brutal
but in the field of the greats
you fly or you land
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element
rock, rock with hip-hop
the fifth element