REGGAE CYPHER VOL.3
Traigo el mensaje puro y crudo pa'l momento
No palabras vanas que rompen los sentimientos
Lucharé y derribaré los muros del lamento
Pídeme, pues te daré los sueños que están muertos
Nunca el demonio dio mensajes de amor
Pero tampoco los dio el ángel que nos abandonó
Quizás miremos diferente el reloj
Pero tu cielo es el infierno donde el amor murió
Political violence, criminal silence
Physical redemption hasta que acabe el baile
Typical styler, musical fraile
Muchas las promesas, las que se han llevado el aire
Love-love-love
Siente verdad como yo y mi corazón
No more, no more, no more
It's a reggae chyper
Feel the world
What time is it?
Es de reventar el beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
Romperemos las barreras que crearon para ti
Pues llegaron los señores y la voz de nuevo aquí
Es de reventar el beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
Romperemos las barreras que crearon para ti
Pues llegaron los señores y la voz de nuevo aquí
Fue que me brotaron alas y ganas de volar
En las buenas vi terreno lleno, en las malas solar
Un muro que decorar
Mis hermanos me sirven de guía, mi estrella polar
Muerdan los hilos
Me duele hasta respirar
Solo quiero ver verdad
Sigo buscándome lejos de lo que piensas
Más fácil de lo que crees
El esfuerzo trae recompensas
Vale la experiencia si es intensa
No tires de la cuerda si está tensa
Miraban al ocaso con tristeza
Las estrellas devolvían con grandeza su mirar
Nos vimos floreciendo en la maleza
La belleza de las piezas, sí, comienzan a encajar
What time is it?
Es de reventar el beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
Romperemos las barreras que crearon para ti
Pues llegaron los señores y la voz de nuevo aquí
Fit bit the one, fit the two, con un micro de bambú
Más vueltas que paspartú
Me siento en la old school
This magnetic kung-fu
It's a reggae magna tour
Por las almas sonrientes que acompañan a Sasú
En bambalinas y balú, son rimas de menú
No salidas de Belur, pero calidad y del sur
Homie, always slowly, but I'm feeling like a gangster
Fit bit the two, fit the three, a mí si me ves venir
Por eso me llaman king
Y ese fue mi devenir, de marchar o seguir
Nunca tuve que elegir, la music me eligió a mí
No tengo na' más que decir
Cypher, Pure Negga
Love, Green Valley
Fire, Killah Man
Smoka' Chusterfield
Lighter, Rastachai
Metal, King Magnet
Original a reggae cypher again
Trampa eterna, guerra interna en la villa del pingüino
De los que alinean la antena y los que se encuentran dormidos
Zarandean, tus emociones, cuál barril de vino
Cosas feas, quizás en tus ideas, pero aquí no
Ya no atino, disparo sin mirar
A todo aquel vampiro que el diente quiera hincarme, bro'
Si lo digo no es para pensar
Si no para aclarar, lo que siempre estás pensando
Acá va él, el magnífico imposible de torcer
Metal soulta my friend, yo'
Reggae warriors again
Making connections, Rasta connection
My new world
Praying the freedom, from them
What time is it?
Es de reventar el beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
Romperemos las barreras que crearon para ti
Pues llegaron los señores y la voz de nuevo aquí
No hace falta presentación, si existe el nivel
Sobreviviendo en Babilonia, escribí al papel
Mis problemas cuando al final pude entender
Que para ser feliz solo tienes que querer
Que solamente hay una vida y es pa' vivir
Busca siempre una alternativa para seguir
No dejes nunca que te digan que no es así
Y prende un poco de sativa para estar chill (ey)
Superando ansiedades con el humo de ganja
Manchas de un pasado trágico en la cancha
Seguimos siendo fuertes, su mierda no me engancha
Mientras otros esperando a que lleguen en lancha
But I must the way you come, but I must the way you come from
Solo importa que prestes atención a este sound
This is the original, Killah Man al mando
Oh na, na-na
Mira soy un warrior, sonido legendario
Disfruto cada segundo, cuando me subo al escenario
Tengo fuego en los labios, sigo cuál mercenario
Pasos de gigante y cora' revolucionario
Siento que es necesario, suene el reggae en los barrios
Para que cale el mensaje y para salvar a los más sabios
Un dream imaginario, quemo cheques bancarios
Si viene con la mala vibra, mejor bro' cambia tu itinerario
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya cuando ruge el león suena la música real
Venimos con él ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Sonido de Kion es el sonido original
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, reggae de corazón es el que se hace en unidad
Ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ¡ya!
What time is it?
Es de reventar el beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
Romperemos las barreras que crearon para ti
Pues llegaron los señores y la voz de nuevo aquí
REGGAE CYPHER VOL.3
I bring the pure and raw message for the moment
No empty words that break feelings
I will fight and break down the walls of lament
Ask me, and I will give you the dreams that are dead
Never did the demon give messages of love
But neither did the angel who abandoned us
Perhaps we look at the clock differently
But your heaven is the hell where love died
Political violence, criminal silence
Physical redemption until the dance ends
Typical styler, musical friar
Many promises, taken by the wind
Love-love-love
Feel the truth like me and my heart
No more, no more, no more
It's a reggae cypher
Feel the world
What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again
Wings sprouted on me and the desire to fly
In good times, I saw a full field, in bad times, a desert
A wall to decorate
My brothers serve as guides, my guiding star
Bite the threads
It hurts to even breathe
I just want to see the truth
I keep searching far from what you think
Easier than you think
Effort brings rewards
The experience is worth it if it's intense
Don't pull the rope if it's tense
They looked at the sunset with sadness
The stars returned their gaze with greatness
We saw ourselves blooming in the undergrowth
The beauty of the pieces, yes, they begin to fit
What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again
Fit bit the one, fit the two, with a bamboo mic
More turns than a passpartout
I feel in the old school
This magnetic kung-fu
It's a reggae magna tour
For the smiling souls that accompany Sasú
In the wings and Baloo, they are menu rhymes
Not from Belur exits, but quality from the south
Homie, always slowly, but I'm feeling like a gangster
Fit bit the two, fit the three, if you see me coming
That's why they call me king
And that was my becoming, to march or follow
I never had to choose, music chose me
I have nothing else to say
Cypher, Pure Negga
Love, Green Valley
Fire, Killah Man
Smoka' Chusterfield
Lighter, Rastachai
Metal, King Magnet
Original reggae cypher again
Eternal trap, internal war in the penguin village
Of those who align the antenna and those who are asleep
They shake, your emotions, like a barrel of wine
Ugly things, maybe in your ideas, but not here
I can't aim anymore, shoot without looking
At any vampire who wants to bite, bro'
If I say it, it's not for thinking
But to clarify what you're always thinking
Here he goes, the magnificent impossible to twist
Metal soulta my friend, yo'
Reggae warriors again
Making connections, Rasta connection
My new world
Praying for freedom, from them
What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again
No need for introduction, if the level exists
Surviving in Babylon, I wrote on paper
My problems when I finally understood
That to be happy, you just have to want
That there is only one life and it's for living
Always look for an alternative to continue
Never let them tell you it's not like that
And light up a bit of sativa to chill (hey)
Overcoming anxieties with ganja smoke
Stains of a tragic past on the court
We remain strong, their crap doesn't hook me
While others wait for them to arrive by boat
But I must the way you come, but I must the way you come from
Just pay attention to this sound
This is the original, Killah Man in command
Oh na, na-na
Look, I'm a warrior, legendary sound
I enjoy every second when I get on stage
I have fire on my lips, I continue like a mercenary
Giant steps and revolutionary heart
I feel it's necessary, let reggae sound in the neighborhoods
So the message sinks in and saves the wisest
An imaginary dream, burning bank checks
If it comes with bad vibes, better bro' change your itinerary
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya when the lion roars, real music plays
We come with it ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Kion's sound is the original sound
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, reggae from the heart is made in unity
Ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya!
What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again