Heroe

Hero

Yo! Ha! Real 70! Aha! Let's go
Heroes for me are the bakers
Who, with a broken oven, make bread for the whole town
A hero for me is the p4 driver
Who drives to buy his son a pair of shoes
A hero for me (hero for me), is the doctor of this country
Who saves lives and you never see him happy even on payday
Heroes the 5. Damn, don't mess around, man!
Heroes are in Taco Taco eating boiled fish

My heroes are those who kill a bottle
Because they don't have money to go to a nightclub
A hero is the peanut guy who, even in old age
Plays to avoid being fined by the authorities
A hero is the Chinese (yes), Alain (yes), and Maikel the black
Who in G explode the mask of the goalie who acts tough
Heroes are those who fought in Angola some time ago
And they were given two medals even though they turned back
A hero is the young Cuban woman who looks in the mirror
And sees the reflection of her body on top of another old body
Because she has aspirations
And the harshest certainty that nowadays dreams are not paid with decency

Not me, I'm another one who got tired of this farce
That we live daily inside and outside the house
What's wrong with people? (what's wrong?) I'm not who you think
I'm a regular guy who rhymes everything on a beat
Heroes are most of our mothers
Who raise us with sacrifice without the help of our fathers
A hero is the Cuban in general who has managed
To invent more than the Chinese since we've been blocked

My inspiration was on the street where I was born
And it was also on the street where I grew up
All I've done is raise my voice
And do hip-hop like a man in the name of everyone
Who told you that I
Was a hero lied to you
My brother, forgive me, but the one who fights is also a hero
And the one who sweats, especially if born in a Cuban hospital

Heroes are the teachers who sweat here
With a miserable salary, they educate generations
Not so much the one who travels to teach in other nations
Because with their conditions, anyone can fulfill missions
Heroes are Quiulla (?) the pharaoh in prison nowadays
Had to pay a black if his color matched
Victim of an anarchy doing the inhumane
Heroes the unjust prisoners in Cuban territory
The brothers who lose their siblings at sea searching
For the well-being of their family and home
Those who must watch suffering and swallow the stench
Hero anyone who lives with a sense for the Smurfs
Affected by devastating natural disasters
Those who still sleep homeless and keep moving forward
Heroes for me are those from before, with the police, the sticks
With family in the government, who doesn't want to act tough?
The ones working for the state, sweating their brows
Who with a few pounds invent to feed their people
Not those who come from the east asking for a blocked card
Hero Camilo, what's up? Those are a bunch of losers

The consecrated ones with every contestatario art gathering
Those who listen to Escuadron at full volume in the neighborhoods
Heroes those who work daily, in a city without shade
More struggle than Aladdin when he didn't have the carpet
Heroes at the round table, only at King Arthur's
Because in other positions, it's easy to act tough
Heroes are the ones in battles with weapons, blood, and actions
Heroes us, whoa! Heroes the 11 million

My inspiration was on the street where I was born
And it was also on the street where I grew up
All I've done is raise my voice
And do hip-hop like a man in the name of everyone
Who told you that I
Was a hero lied to you
My brother, forgive me, but the one who fights is also a hero
And the one who sweats, especially if born in a Cuban hospital

And if you want to be a Hercules (what? What?)
And if you want to be a Superman: Be content with your salary
Ride a camel and live off the errands they give you

Let's see if you can
Let's see if you can eat a pizza, a condom
Thinking it's gooey cheese (let's see if you can)
See if you can have a cemetery of cats
Behind your house and the record. Let's go
(Let's see if you can)
Tell me if you can get in line at the butcher shop (let's see if you can)
Tell me if you can you know you can't that the Cuban is (hey) a loser
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