Para mí el Hip Hop

And who takes me away from the darkness of death
Hip hop
And who lifts me up when I feel depressed
Hip hop
Has your face spitting truths unmasking
Who unlocks your throat with the force of a volcano
And who takes me away from the darkness of death
Hip hop
And who lifts me up when I feel depressed
Hip hop
Has your face spitting truths unmasking
Who unlocks your throat with the force of a volcano
I fall on top of my casino float
Throwing slaps and I stand in front
If you were lukewarm, now I got you hot
In the atmosphere
What's wrong with you to rap, you don't have to be a mannequin
Wearing gold chains and posh-style coats
Representing South America
Malena from Argentina
For the whole world with a long girl tearing up the stage
Threatening the brave of lyrical directly on the track
I tell you in person or in an interview for the magazine
Stop the presses because I woke up
Of course
Furious like a beast that can eat you
If I'm on this planet it's because I have something to do
A mission to fulfill as I repeat it
Clearly (clearly) rapping in Spanish
Coming from the plains for all my brothers
Those who heal with pure sentiment the Argentine rap
For knowledge you see
Rapping you see my spirit
And from below they watch those who don't understand my motto
The voice of my poem that runs swiftly
It seems like a sea wall and you found a current
I keep myself in my place manifested
Now with this, proud rapper
The commitment goes forward
Firm as a rock
Beware because I snatch with words from my mouth
This crazy suffocates you
Places the rhyme that crushes you
That provokes you like few
Maria Marta's attitude
This appointment summons you
Sometimes I think that happiness doesn't want to come
(NEVER)
when the night chases me
doesn't want to pass
I'm here (aha)
you'll see me (for sure)
I'll shine in the darkness
so listen carefully
impertinent without coefficient
inefficient tell it quickly
what it proposes because it's insane
because people remember me
they have these times
we are here representing all of Latin America
implore explore cry then deplore implore
my rhymes are for the thirsty like a canteen in time
which I use
even if you don't see it
slaughtering your head with ideas
And who takes me away from the darkness of death
Hip hop
And who lifts me up when I feel depressed
Hip hop
Has your face spitting truths unmasking
Who unlocks your throat with the force of a volcano