Honor y Sacrificio

Honor and Sacrifice
It was sweating every episode, thinking about the work
Before the podium
A struggle with envy, with criticism and hatred
What makes a champion without titles
To be notorious and with a dream to represent their territory
In every act, in every deed
With their rhyme to be the most precise
Contact with people, a bond as strong as a pact
Life hits us, I'm ready for the impact
And if it's the act of in fact, I rise
He asked: Who am I and where did the flow come from?
I respond: It was the street that influenced it
Only those who live it, suffer it, feel it write it
On paper, they unleash it
Clearly, the art of the street
Has always been present in me
My working-class neighborhood, vioxx monkey and delinquents
Environment, liquor, patrols, and sirens
When danger was imminent

Honor and Sacrifice, premise of the beginning
Two radical points applicable in my profession
Today from a building, I expose without prejudice
A lesson in diction as an exercise
My vice is verses with cynicism
And I challenge myself, it's not with anyone, I assumed it with myself
My cataclysm sends impostors to the abyss
The same as the government, racism, and fascism

And from my neighborhood today there is nothing left
Only memories and teachings and a stage overcome
Each advance criticized by those who never do anything
And each story told on the asphalt is marked
Raised hand as a way of response
A proposal that manifests a protest
In the name of those who silently struggle
They risk it, sweat it, and today they listen to me in their neighborhoods

My neighborhood, my inspiration, my nostalgia, my scene
Daily stage of those who strive and have faith
From dust on the asphalt, from laughter and also tears
From people with courage and always with their heads held high
Today my work brought me here and I won't back down
(San per?), hit and low and an MC on stage damn it!
I don't relax until a stage is completed
And I worry if there's nothing
I feel like time is slipping away
My goal is in the infinite
And Rap Conscience is my experience in Argentina
Colombia and in Quito
I repeat it: I'm here and I won't leave
Long live the revolution and I shout it to the four winds
I urge those who listen to touch the truth
I feel the need to bring out of the darkness
So many lies and euphemisms that deceive today
So much tangle that supports so much harm that damages
And Benedict doesn't influence me
I feel more influenced by the end of Apocalypto
My verdict is clear and from the heart
And I remain undefeated in this shit despite so much pressure
I saw a paradise and many saw little
And they called me crazy for these topics I touch
I go step by step avoiding failure
I'm as concrete as (Suazo?) and I don't rest because I fall behind
2008 disorder FFR I continue the saga of the patch
Strong plague never dies
Who wants us dead today should despair
Let them dirty everything I am, their evil doesn't hurt
Wait, I bring shrapnel in my songs
Words supported by truths and balls
Destroy the aster mix the pattern of patterns
And this one goes out to a neighborhood of champions