Alfa
Nach solo es un hombre,para un nombre y una causa,
un pseudonimo,sinonimo,de hacer ritmo hip hop sin pausa,
Nach os entretiene y os mantiene alerta,
representa una raza hambrienta que se enfrenta a lo que sea.
Nach mortal marea en la pelea,
cada linea te apelea,tu fea idea pignea,
se tambalea cuando el publico corea,
y me laurea,puede que tu cornea no lo crea.
Nach solo ama,solo odia,
o te agobias o te impacta,
removera tu mierda si hace falta,
la cabeza alta,el paso firme.
Me deslizo escurridizo y enfermizo,
nada podra destruirme,
cicatrizo las heridas de tu vida y no hay secretos,
porque cada uno que habla sucio 10.000 mil muestran respeto.
Asi de simple,dale un boligrafo al filosofo,
y el poder de un microfono despues nos hara libres,
Nach,lanza y escudo,magia y conjuros,
me aventuro a dar consejos que ahuyentan el lado oscuro.
Acudo al verso si estoy tenso,me siento inerso,
entre humo denso y no me canso de murmurar lo que pienso,
Nach sin limites ni similes,mis lapices dan fe,
las cuspides mas dificiles toque.
Lo se,asi que dejad que os hechice,desde Barna Tenerife,
mientras salga al escenario todos dicen.
(Coros)
Nach es como despertar del coma,
te desplomas en la lona si esta pluma desde la bruma se asoma,
idioma de ancestral papiro,aroma de un mortal vampiro,
tu primer trago de abscenta,si es mi estilo.
Nach,problemas que responder,preguntas que responder,
el canciller viene a vencer,a enfurecer,a enloquecer,
a embellecer,a estremecer,a endurecer,a englandecer,
a enmudecer,al fin y al cabo,a dar placer.
Nach es estrategia y tactica,musica,optica,
mistica,epica,gramatica,dramatica,
disciplina sovietica crea liricas magneticas,
metricas acrobaticas,tematicas colericas.
Nach,vision de fondo,honor por honor,
soy precursor de un hip hop en llamaradas como el Windsor,
esplendor,esta esmeralda te deslumbra,
te aleja de la penumbra de la jungla.
Y de su rencor,revento,aun sigo en paz conmigo mismo,
por no lanzarme al abismo de venderme al mejor postor,
por eso algunos me evitan,se quitan,
otros en cada cita,mi lita levita y desues gritan.
(Coros)
Alpha
Nach is just a man, for a name and a cause,
A pseudonym, synonym, of making hip hop rhythm without pause,
Nach entertains you and keeps you alert,
Represents a hungry race that faces whatever comes.
Nach in mortal tide in the fight,
Every line challenges you, your ugly idea wanes,
It wobbles when the audience chants,
And applauds me, maybe your horn doesn't believe it.
Nach only loves, only hates,
Either you get overwhelmed or impressed,
He will stir your shit up if necessary,
Head held high, firm step.
I slide elusive and sick,
Nothing can destroy me,
I heal the wounds of your life and there are no secrets,
Because for every dirty talker, 10,000 show respect.
That simple, give a pen to the philosopher,
And the power of a microphone will set us free,
Nach, lance and shield, magic and spells,
I venture to give advice that scares away the dark side.
I resort to verse if I'm tense, I feel immersed,
Among dense smoke and I never tire of whispering what I think,
Nach without limits or similes, my pencils testify,
The most difficult pinnacles I touch.
I know, so let me enchant you, from Barcelona to Tenerife,
While I step onto the stage everyone says.
(Choruses)
Nach is like waking up from a coma,
You collapse on the canvas if this pen emerges from the mist,
Language of ancient papyrus, scent of a mortal vampire,
Your first sip of absinthe, if it's my style.
Nach, problems to answer, questions to respond,
The chancellor comes to conquer, to enrage, to drive mad,
To beautify, to shake, to harden, to ennoble,
To silence, in the end, to give pleasure.
Nach is strategy and tactics, music, optics,
Mystic, epic, grammar, dramatic,
Soviet discipline creates magnetic lyrics,
Acrobatic metrics, choleric themes.
Nach, deep vision, honor for honor,
I am a precursor of a hip hop in flames like the Windsor,
Splendor, this emerald dazzles you,
It takes you away from the darkness of the jungle.
And its rancor, I burst, I still remain at peace with myself,
For not throwing myself into the abyss of selling out to the highest bidder,
That's why some avoid me, they withdraw,
Others at every meeting, my fight levitates and then they shout.
(Choruses)