Señor Papel
Les contare un secreto acerquense
No leemos y escribimos poesia porque es bonita
Leemos y escribimos poesia porque pertenecemos a la raza humana
Y la raza humana esta llena de pasion
Señor papel, hoy le despido mi descargue
Cada carga amarga que se encarga de golpearme
Y que me embarga
Un sentimiento que siento que en mi florece
Solo al ver que la lealtad y la verdad desaparece
Es que parece ser que mentimos solo por placer
Por convencer seres banales que no dejan ver
La parte limpia y mas pura del ser humano
Y con poder te manipulan y tratan como a un gusano
En vano el tirano te pone a ti ante la de juicio
Y te impone su regla solo pa abusar su beneficio
Yo sigo mi oficio
Con honor y sacrificio
Dandole un valor preciado como fue desde el inicio
En ejercicio sin pausa plantado y en la lucha
Dedicando cada verso a quien comprende lo que escucha
No es mucha, la fuerza de mi sinfonia
Pero es mia y por eso mezclo amor con energia
Dia a dia asumo el desafio
Viajo entre gentio y una abalancha que te jala como un rio
Sigo inmune siempre luchando por lo mio
A tres paises de mi casa influenciado por un tio
Este es mi rap entre espalda y pecho se incrusta
Y una falta de dinero lo disfruto pues me gusta
Yo se que el tema, a muchos mcs hoy asusta
Y yo les digo, quien dijo que la vida es justa
Señor papel, hoy le regalo en tinta y vida
Y el sabor de cada herida que motiva furia contenida
Flow con alma combativa en cada renglon
Espaciones rebeliones mente antirendicion
Bajo esta condicion primo, nada me frena
Dejo todo en esta arena pongo el face solo el hip hop me llena
Mi cruel condena un miluz de salvacion
Atencion corredores no cambien mi posicion
Ni busquen oposicion estamos pa lo que sea
Esto es rap, solo rap y como rap al rap se emplea
Donde sea con orgullo de mi gente y mi cultura
Es mi sensura y de esta locura que viaja
Conmigo siempre a cualquier parte del mapa
Y hoy les brinda serenata frente al rio de la plata
No es por plata, socio de eso no se trata
Vine a darle al del negocio a tanta rata con corbata
Basta, que tanta data
Falsa, que sabe a lata
Mejor miren pa este lado que aqui la verdad se saca
No tenemos nada que esconder ni firmas para convencer
Es solo ser si mi motivo es para componer
Por eso yo no me limito digo lo que necesito
Infinito es el respeto en cada texto que resito
A los hechos me remito
Me imito el arte del hip hop a pleno como un heroe y dicto
Mr. Paper
I will tell you a secret, come closer
We don't read and write poetry because it's pretty
We read and write poetry because we belong to the human race
And the human race is full of passion
Mr. Paper, today I bid you farewell
Every bitter charge that is in charge of hitting me
And that overwhelms me
A feeling that I feel blossoming within me
Just by seeing that loyalty and truth disappear
It seems that we lie just for pleasure
To convince banal beings who cannot see
The cleanest and purest part of the human being
And with power they manipulate you and treat you like a worm
In vain the tyrant puts you on trial
And imposes his rule just to abuse his benefit
I continue my work
With honor and sacrifice
Giving it a precious value as it was from the beginning
In exercise without pause, planted and in the fight
Dedicating each verse to those who understand what they hear
It's not much, the strength of my symphony
But it's mine and that's why I mix love with energy
Day by day I take on the challenge
I travel among the crowd and an avalanche that pulls you like a river
I remain immune always fighting for what's mine
Three countries away from my home influenced by an uncle
This is my rap, it embeds between back and chest
And a lack of money I enjoy it because I like it
I know that the topic, scares many MCs today
And I tell them, who said life is fair
Mr. Paper, today I give you ink and life
And the taste of every wound that motivates contained fury
Flow with a combative soul in every line
Rebellious spaces, mind against surrender
Under this condition, cousin, nothing stops me
I leave everything in this arena, I put my face, only hip hop fulfills me
My cruel sentence, a glimmer of salvation
Attention runners, don't change my position
Don't look for opposition, we're here for anything
This is rap, just rap and as rap is employed for rap
Wherever with pride of my people and my culture
It's my censorship and of this madness that travels
With me always to any part of the map
And today it offers a serenade in front of the Rio de la Plata
It's not about money, partner, that's not what it's about
I came to give it to the business guy, to so many rats in suits
Enough, so much data
False, tasting like tin
Better look this way because here the truth comes out
We have nothing to hide or signatures to convince
It's just being if my reason is to compose
That's why I don't limit myself, I say what I need
Infinite is the respect in every text I recite
I refer to the facts
I imitate the art of hip hop fully like a hero and dictate