Presente

Yeah
We have done it again and you haven't

I come back often, like comets
Caressing the sky of your planet
What heals you is not me, it is my notebook
The words that are written when my soul is incomplete
For many they are recipes, for me they are sure
I write for those who were silent when the storm came
For that boy and girl who pursue goals
For that father and mother who feeds them
For those people who suffer if it rains sticks
And yet he still thinks that life is a gift
For those who are no longer here, for those who are here
Because I know there is something good in this world when we look at each other.
The time is now, we will go
I just want there to be a heaven to have you again
And if I think about the truth, the truth scares
Live what you have, as if you will never see it again
Dreams are cut short, houses are flooded
But there's always something inside that pushes me
It's not a witch thing, it's survival
I want to leave with my head held high and full of experiences.
Because I am my experiences, my stages
The times I got it right and the times I screwed up
The times I jumped into the void from waterfalls
The loves that I have cut off because I feel that they tie me
The broken glass that I stepped on without shoes
The tone I reached without having money
The treasure I found without having a map
The tenderness of my son when he learns to say: Dad

When fear catches I know the world waits
My songs are carrier pigeons
They bring a message that makes you break barriers
Transforming chronic depression into temporary ones
I know what the heart hurts, that's why I know you don't exaggerate
And you connect when I take mine outside
Today the sun has not risen because of so much sadness.
But the Moon is our Sun when it is full
Our life has never been a sentence
Although your mind poisons you to always achieve it
That's the problem, it burns you
But when you chain it you suddenly become free
You start to feel different
Because you are not worse than that person who wanted to lose you
And what you have and have experienced made you see that
The only thing you have in your hands is called: Present

So come on, there's not much left for anything
Everything is closer than you expected
Life is that test that starts tomorrow
I am your mother's hands when she caressed
The wind in your face, your girlish laugh
Your first kiss in the doorway at dawn
Clothes stained from throwing yourself on the floor
Because the price of the clothes did not matter, but rather enjoying without fear

Because success is not in coming first
Only he who knows how to start from scratch is happy here.
Because fame fucks you and leaves you later
And if he's hooked on me, it's because I never play along.
I am not them nor do I want to be them
I am not a seal nor a star
But I flash more than them. Hey Yo!
Rap with feeling until I die
Because if I don't do it, not anyone can do it.
I am the voice of the heart of Latin hip hop
Losing your mind sometimes makes you right, friend
Never has a weak point had so much weight
I free those who feel imprisoned if I express myself live
I did not claim my throne, they gave it to me on my own merits
Compare your folio with my folio, it's too obvious
I learned to see peace in the midst of stress
A shooting star climbing the podium
You want to see me? Buy a telescope
If life gives you hate, you give it warmth
From microbe a writer
Since he left, I have more faith and I am better
Could it be that love is a flower that withered because of resentment? Hey!
I don't know what they sold us
It seems they forgot where they came from with the first check
I am fucking the world with my mind
I didn't come all this way to tell you about my checking account.
A survivor, doing the usual rap, a rarity
I will be able to listen to myself over the years without being embarrassed
Head to heaven, feet where I want
When the heart hurts: Paper, vat and ashtray
I paint watercolors with my fingers
And when I cry, I cry an Ebro
Water for those who are thirsty and have a brain
And I celebrate the break of remaining at peace in this war
That rap is not fashionable
The bosses listen to me all over the Earth