many stories of magic...
every step I take with my flow everything comes out
working well...
smoking kush marie all day
in the street the music the law flying in the space
I however I want my music freestayle true
the original style is my school
returning the roots with nuances that decorate my flag.
(SPEAKER)
I I represent real hip hop since I have breath at the service of the true
aerstame...
with flow of root, to the soul of light
thislumination of plus
I travel to the danus
to space in now light
and even I took root in homis
like dangerus(?)
and I bring the menu
like the rapper school Peru
the direction is a point...
it turns on the mind Boy, you turn off the cell phone!!!
turn on that microphone and shecka one two!!
From the street and with respect
underneath I give the firmament
only time and feeling
they will tell us what yooooo is done!!
due to the desire of the forces the masters surpass themselves
if I knew their secrets there would be no way to stop them!!
your old school beatbox returns and visual
unstoppable in your main corner
dj´s...rap, graffiti and breakdance
along with sabotage the original movement
It must be!! that every time it connects
a kick drum and a snare the equation is perfect
this time I have quite a few big ones
but rap is giant
before we are big we will be infants
before we are giants we will be moments
together in the same time and space
it may be little but it is never basic
Before leaving I would like to paint and without worrying about getting stained
and immerse myself in the sample that simple They leave just as others appear
but in the end happy to see that the family grows!!
//I will continue in the trench with my law
with much more strength than yesterday
I will always feel complete peace eh eh
with the music of my friends//