La Nostra Bota
Nova presència nova imatge noves condicions
Nova campanya nova ronda de difamacions
No tocaré el pastís que vigilen amb cura
Jo no he vingut per a soportat eixa tortura
Primer tema del curs, jo duc el boom I el clap
El groove, el rap
Segon tema del curs, si sona el loop, jo un crack
La gent ho sap
Tercer tema del curs, li he fet un nuc al rap
I el mon no explota, xapa eixa boca ve ZOO, vas a ficar-te les botes
Venim a fer que s'alceu del sofá I digau "ja està bé d'esta vida tan puta"
Anem a fer-vos cridar, sabeu? Fins a perdre la veu, qui es resigna es l'idiota
Fins que no quede ni gota, recuperem la batuta
Afonarem a qui explota en la misèria absoluta
Jo no vull poemes ni cançons a la derrota
Jo vull canviar les condicions, que es menjen el marró
Que no vaja per dins la processó
Jo no vull
Que senten al damunt la nostra bota
Our Boot
New presence new image new conditions
New campaign new round of defamation
I won't touch the cake they carefully watch
I didn't come to endure that torture
First topic of the course, I bring the boom and the clap
The groove, the rap
Second topic of the course, if the loop plays, I'm a pro
People know it
Third topic of the course, I tied a knot in rap
And the world doesn't explode, shut that mouth ZOO, you're going to shit your boots
We come to make you get up from the couch and say 'enough of this fucking life'
We're going to make you scream, you know? Until you lose your voice, who resigns is the idiot
Until there's not a drop left, we'll take back the baton
We'll sink those who exploit in utter misery
I don't want poems or songs about defeat
I want to change the conditions, let them eat the brown
Let the procession not go inside
I don't want
Them to feel our boot on top