CAMINO

10 years in rap and I'm still in it
In the spiritual process that effort brings
Despite events, glory and setbacks
And the external perception in what they call success

Difficult love for me, ours
Because it involves fishing inside to expand and open spectrums
Killing hours, pulling out text, searching for gems in the desert
And living slowly in what remains as if signing time

What to write I think?
If I already moved my parents, killed cancer, live from this
I'm healing slowly or maybe gaining time
To climb in peace and give knowledge

I remember as a kid
Dreaming things that happened as if they were written
When the GIFT raised his hands and chose me within the ritual
To be another soldier who fishes in the infinite

From there the writings were born
The connection with this, the perception of rhythm
It gave me love, also courage to believe in principles
And shine under the stain in the house where there were shouts

Blessed
I feed my channels and fight against myself
Forgive me if I am the grace, it's just what I need
Because my family eats thanks to me releasing albums

A hundred defeats to reach a new self
A hundred defeats that give cold and illusion
How many times was I in my hands?
How many times did I stall my evolution?

And the tattoos, the meetings, the sales came
The panic attacks, betrayal and that shit
Depression after the curtain, the flattery in the bandage
And at 22 with all mine in bankruptcy

Where does God blow when the boat trembles?
If the hours turn into waves and the works are not rewarded
What is the medal that fits the one who opens doors?
Bury me in my block and with the legendary chain

Once I am mud or dust, iodine, chlorine, not matter
Spreading myself among the cosmos under the law of ascendance
Merging into everything, disguised among the sowing
And lying at the exact point where consciousness is born

Long path I chose
To give birth to this music painted in frames
They treated me as nobody and titled me a miracle
But despite applause and sticks, here we continue militating

Enlightened
Like this music that speaks in Veeyano's fingers
The causes of the kids, the children of my brothers
The eyes of those who follow us and filled a stadium

Here clearing the mountain we build a legacy
Opening the way for those who come, that is the sacred cycle
Know who we were, what we did, in case we leave
And may Argentine rap keep this anthem and leave us a bouquet

A hundred defeats to reach a new self
A hundred defeats that give cold and illusion
How many times was I in my hands?
How many times did I stall my evolution?

A hundred defeats to reach a new self
A hundred defeats that give cold and illusion
How many times was I in my hands?
How many times did I stall my evolution?

Tonight we brought you a little
Of what my music has been throughout these years
For me symbolically being here means
Also a particular farewell
I have been making this music for years
And after years of development
Of love and care, I go for my third album
And I decide to give strength to the artist above the MC
So it will be a special, sentimental and prioritized mass for me
Saying goodbye to more than one of the songs
That have accompanied me all my life and have allowed me

For all we did, for all we left
For what we did not see in order to do it in Spanish
For not failing my principles or the music I love
For having continued on the path, writing, illuminating
It took me years of life to understand and value it
But that logo waves thanks to me standing
For all we did, for all we left
I know God is in the music and the GIFT is waiting for me