Génesis

A disturbed mind suddenly becomes a reference
Every time it is released for the people
Deliberately, I shoot, he says, between my bars and scimitars
Designed to dissect the belly of ballasts

Against this position of the vast vocabulary
You didn't use the alphabet, you noticed you were more than behind
In this rhythm, you go to the deepest part
Devoured, you will see, you will burn in the Underworld

Second by second the world consumes tirelessly
People under 20 will not make it past 30
Singers showing off each narcotic
Feeling inadequate, he lies to them for the sale
Constant medication for depression promotes
The annihilation of an outstanding generation
They feel disgusted by the bottle
More content, sleeping pill
Because it doesn't cure madness
To the wounded mammal

From my lyrical ferocity to the rival
I grant
Like a malevolent cure for Ebola in the Congo
There's no fix, I'm getting away with it, that's why I'm moving up in rank
Because every time I compose, I make you dance a tango

Burning my cerebellum, flying through the sky
If I have managed to master rhyming, levitate from the ground
I usually see rot, the summit of the greedy man
Bird of prey that feeds on the hunger of others

What's more, I have seen towns enslaved by cash
No trace of an honest, affectionate gesture
If the objective
It is an executive position
From the board of directors
They will be left adrift

Even to his best friend, I still
Telling the world
What happened
So many missing
Dead or fainted
Hunger multiplies
Meat goes up in price
The temperature rises more than 9 degrees Celsius
Oh, the sun comes in through the window every morning
As I wash my damaged face, out of nowhere
I feel that a look looking at me was mocking
Laughing, I wondered
What would you give in exchange for being able to see the future?
Make it less dark, I told him, sure of myself
I swear not to give up, I will write with the mission to redeem
That vision, even though my frozen heart has stopped beating

The poles melted, the sea swallowed Japan
The dominant nation is megaton proliferating
Next year, the trigger for the trade crisis
It will be Facebook imposing its new social network on us

Elon Musk is the supreme ruler of the Earth
She hates war, but she's Uncle Sam's bitch
I leave the sketches for spaceships far behind
And introduced thermonuclear factories in Vietnam

Oh, Hades can't keep up, he spent the entire budget
For his kingdom is not so vast for so many dishonest people
I hate the burden of being seen as an idealist
Being stalked in this environment plagued by opportunists

This will be the genesis of the nemesis of uncultured rap
Oh, the poor man despairs, waiting for a savior
Jesus Christ does not return, Buddha is prey to samsara
The Dalai Lama prays firmly and nothing happens
Every second that passed, another bullet was reloaded
Noted
And cocked, right on target
Assertive would be to think: Shoot to secure
Mastering the need
Finish off the enemy? But the enemy has a family
Like me
A wife to whom he said: I love you, when he left
An unborn daughter he never met
A mother who will have to bury him because he died? No!

What the fuck is going on? Don't you realize?
It's not that hard to save them, after all
The most powerful force on the planet is love
And everything it represents

Let us give from what we have left over

To the poor who need it
Let's bring peace to the environment
If it weakens
It doesn't matter your religion, your color or your preferences
We are brothers, let us unite our conscience

Science and education lose their function
When they are used as a means of domination
Lift your head from the phone, motivate yourself
Awaken your curiosity, soak it up, cultivate yourself

Avoid rapping or being a rapper to talk about the ghetto
Have fame, whores and money, because that's enough
I'm arrogant, demanding, I sound lethal, obviously
I make you notice your lack, lyrically

Get out of my way, all you rappers playing at being rappers
The crown is mine and no one has any objections
I hope you engrave this forever in your cortex
Greatness isn't measured from head to toe, bitch

Since the days of Wu-Tang, no one has had any impact
On the dance floor like Tutankhamun the lyricist
Being an artist for sport is far from my list
Giving your life for art will be the only thing that matters

Oh, the wind comes in through the window every morning
As I wash my damaged face, out of nowhere
I feel that a look looking at me was mocking
Laughing, I wondered
What would you give in exchange for being able to see the future?
Make it less dark, sure of me
I told him, I swear not to give up, I will write with the mission
To redeem that vision, even though my frozen heart has stopped beating