Tiradera para Aldo (El Aldeano)

Yea/ you know Aldo the first thing is to represent your rapper soul
Now I want this message to stay anchored
Because the war is not with the heroes of the past

What they did with the figure of Martí
Is a lack of respect and you know it
You betrayed your own philosophy
It's true that you work for the USA
You lost your mind, you fell in love with labels
I see that your songs lack sense and lyrics

With mine, I always support the truth
The true writer Bian Oscar Rodrigues Galá

I fell in love with rap, rhyme, and paper
I fell in love with metaphors and paradoxes
I fell in love with my philosophy
My songs are melody, of hip hop now you're the garbage

Now how are you going to justify
All the shit you talked to gain fame
Remember that we are one race
And whatever happens, Cuba is my home

We have to join hands, it's protesting MC
Not talking in Miami about the problems here

I have my ideology clear, my metalanguage always guides me
I go from prayer to prayer, because my struggle is clear, it's from the heart
Aldito where is your dignity, do you think you're pride for rap?
You turned patriotism into cynicism
Your brain was safe and you threw it into the abyss

You're not a Cuban kid anymore, now you're just an American man
What happened to you, if Cancerbero were alive
He would be disappointed, you've become a bastard, is Días Canel bad?
If Donald Trump sends you, conscious rap is no joke
You made your followers cry with the words you said

My lyrics claim a better life, what you blasphemed was to seek fame
According to you in Cuba, you lived with stress
But in Miami you know you live on the internet
Cuban kid simply Cuban youth
You're a fraud who left Havana

Asking for freedom for who hypocrite
If you left for another republic
The real heroes are those of us
Here fighting like good MCs
Asking for freedom for this people
But fighting from within affected your brain

Right now I tell you Aldo
And I tell you to your face because I'm straightforward
That you are a lie disguised as rap
You are a disgrace to humanity
Now you have dedicated yourself instead of singing to talk trash to lift your rap
My respect to all the rappers here
Those who keep fighting because they are true MCs

For all Cuban rappers
Right now let everyone raise their hands
Let's all unite as one voice
So Aldo knows we are in God mode
How many people here followed your themes
Followed your lyrics and thought they were good

They listened to your songs and fought with heart
But you left and thus betrayed your nation

You have no morals to speak ill of Cuba
Only you do it to boost your fame
You are a traitor, you fled from here
Don't talk more trash, you are not an MC
Don't be fake, you are an immigrant
I leave it here for you to see that I'm moving forward
Your lyrics are no longer from the heart, you sing to make money, you coward
My respects to Bian, he is a true rapper
My respects to good rap, respects to Cancerbero

It's proven that the lyrics were his, Bi's
Because he moved forward and succeeded even without you
And I'm going to finish with the improvisation
Get some courage and respond to your nation