Hours in front of a paper, thinking
Years in front of a paper, speaking
Worlds under the skin, traveling
How to calm my being? Searching

Speaking is another way to silence unlove
Praying, only makes the sinner waste time
I've fallen so much that the ground is my best friend
I only listen to the heart, the rest is noise
I'm still alive, though lost because the path is long
I'm only believable when I say what I think
Your lack of consensus today screams at me urgently
That in rap there are never emergency exits
It's the incoherence of existing, I don't celebrate great feats
But from small things I know how to make the biggest parties
I was the one who kept each listener away from the abyss
But me, tell me, who protects me from myself?
Wishing that David seeks Goliath and defeats him
Wishing that the soap bubble never bursts
Impossible, I live waiting for the impossible
Trying to repeat the unrepeatable
Free, that's how I am when I catch what I feel and tell you
They call it maturity, jumping without a net, falling laughing
I propose a tango, in the background let a toast sound
You listen to me smoking big puffs of your Greenpeace
I live in my blank sheets
While I paint furies and erase my disappointments
Fear and anger, memories that are lies
They don't understand that a poem can save their life
Don't measure my worth by my manhood or my economy
Measure it by my good handwriting
I suffer from joy, although my faith is still undecided
And all my scars are shaped like a smile
I'm the prisoner, but who's going to be the key?
I cough and cough, but who will be the syrup to stop this deterioration?
I'm one of those who will never believe in anything, but who want everything
Proud, to see my daisies dry
Proud, not to be what you sometimes need
Proud that I don't give a shit if you invite me
And to look lying at the ceiling without having visitors
If I live in an era where fools settle down
Where taking care of language is no longer fashionable (yes)
I live in an era where children are corroded
Where Wisin and Yandel sell more than Leonard Cohen
And what do you expect? I prefer sad things
Spiders to swans, dramas to jokes
Nothing to lose when you don't care if you exist
When she rejects you, but you insist
My three parts are heart, mind and balls
Guess which one imposes its conditions
So many temptations that come to my side
But today I walk relaxed on each cliff
Alone, so many metaphors alone
Rap paints palaces on top of its slums
I come with the face of a "goodbye" more than a "hello"
With a mic on my ankle like someone carrying a gun
Ah! And so comfortable in Alcatraz
The prison of my freedom where I find peace (in peace, ah!)
Peace, is never being on any side
Peace, is not explaining to anyone neither where nor when
Peace, is erasing, creating new worlds
It's disappointing you and soon moving on to another matter
Peace to all those who suffered and still trust
To those whose pain has never prevented them from smiling
Love was my only ideology
And the prettiest girl was always the one who least pretended
I don't miss the luck train in case it's the only one
I give each kiss very strong in case it's the last one
I don't suffer from stage fright, I love my audience
My phrases calm much more than a barbiturate
What am I going to do? If those have made me stone
Without awards, but I'm like a war hero
What am I going to do? If they imitate me and don't admit it
I know there's no shame if I'm a soul stripper
I write labyrinths and rap freedoms
So distrustful, I no longer believe even in my truths
So many doors, but keys are missing
You know, my mental fears always arrive on time
You see, I travel through the cracks that time leaves me
Yesterday I planned everything that is happening to me now
I don't regret the bullets I spent
I also didn't crawl to get a piece of the cake
I'm sorry, and today I witness my progress more than my income
Always close to my bars, like a prisoner
And I enjoy it, no, there's no other substitute, no
My rap teaches all that the institute does not.

And I do it like silk (the silk)
I only rest if they sedate me (they sedate me)
If here it's a "every man for himself"
Maybe I no longer know how to give you what you expect
Maybe I don't care. If I have to fight, I fight
I carry in each phrase two more boxing gloves
I see so many rappers with shit in their mouths
I arrive and fuck them without even taking off my clothes
And thank goodness I'm not immortal
How sad it would be to live knowing that there is no end
A wise man told me "Throw away your luggage"
He said "The trendiest thing now is not to have a single tattoo"
He said "There's so much staging and so many posers"
He said "Even the biggest talker can also be left speechless"
And today I greet an older me, but it doesn't bother me
Because I make music and so I am eternally young
After so many turns and I'm still at the same door
So many dead ends, so many nights on alert
But if I don't work every day is a wound
If they try to bring me down, it's because they see that I'm up
Welcome to my version of the facts
To these verses that tell you to pay more attention to your heart
That you change damn it, that you're nobody if you don't fight
It's not me saying it, it's you because you listen to me
I remain in the hands of the god time, I never defeated him
Whether he caresses me or drowns me depends on me
I only saw words where others saw remains
That's why silence doesn't take my place
I traveled the world, saw joys and laments
But the most intense journey was the one I made inside myself
What am I going to do? If I no longer know how to hit the brakes
If I love to go out looking for thunder and obscene kisses
I have poison, you the antidote and opposites attract
That's how I pick up the doubts that fall from you
Even the smart one gets distracted, letting go of his oars
But there are so many fools here judging others' mistakes
I with my movie, I let you see the trailer
I know, there's only rain, smoke and air
I know, that I only know how to make crosses
And the sweet of life almost never seduces me
I dived among the harmful until I shivered
Now I write because I know that's my way of shouting
They can imitate me and I leave them the crumbs
They know that I have nine albums advantage
I have no more insomnia, even the demon has fallen asleep
I live from spring, but I learn from autumn
I cut my chains like my grass
But sadness came to see me, there's no room for another guest
And in this asylum rests the forbidden
Travel with me, I promise you the fucking truth
I've always been one of the misunderstood
And in this thing of living, the challenge is only happiness
And it's obvious that sometimes I also give up
That I leave hell to walk around in limbo
That I face the injustice that I don't extinguish
Even if it breaks my heart like pieces of Bimbo bread
I know who I am, I know the effect I cause you
But I am much more myself without the spotlight or the applause
That's my victory, to do something exceptional
And that when you see me on the street you see someone very normal
My martial art is to ignore the one who provokes
There are those who speak with their eyes, there are those who look through their mouth
But don't get confused, I also know how to kill quickly
And I know that there are caresses that mark you like a whip
That crashes against the rock of oblivion
Then dies deep in the sea along with thousands of feigned loves
Cry with me
And a tear is shed and waters what we lost
And that's all folks
Now take the baton and fly, go out there and search
Without rest until every wound bleeds
I've already reached my goal, now your game begins.

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