Manual de Supervivencia

Well, it's Arma Blanca, 2004...
A microphone in front and behind it a world to conquer,
well, what?, you know...
on the turntables Dj Joakíng what?, what? tell them something...

[Madnass]
More than a thousand eyes watch me, I can feel how danger lurks,
out there the line between life and death is so narrow,
out there the struggle is intense, I don't waste arrows,
my bow is almost always tense as a defense mode,
there are still virgin jungles so dense to explore,
I know what it is to cry and I know what it is to overcome without praying,
sometimes in the storm I seek refuge and don't find it,
I ask my heart and a voice inside answers me,
I focus before each step,
because I know well that there are more than a hundred willing to stab for nothing,
when I can't find anyone to answer my call,
I seek help in the notebook that ends up being a pillow on so many nights,
walls, prisons, closed doors are not enough,
they ignore that they can tie a body but not a mind,
I feel like a stranger among those people and their customs,
I'm far from the crowd, I aspire to different heights,
I constantly escape and analyze around me,
beyond a social level and also beyond a skin color,
I seek why being a HIP HOP figure is my drive,
tell me how not to be loyal if in it I found my Tower of Babel?,
I've seen sweet poison hidden in kisses like honey,
I've seen boys full of groundless hatred,
I've seen how a clock keeps us prisoners in its sphere,
I open new paths while my final destiny awaits

[Chorus]
With my music, I seek freedom in this science,
I seek a reason and the meaning of my existence
with my logic, today my heart is my intelligence,
I seek to find the truth, my survival.
With my music, I seek freedom in this science,
I seek a reason and the meaning of my existence
with my logic, today my heart is my intelligence,
I just seek to find the truth, that's my manual

[Lom-C]
I'm still alive in my dreams, my manual holds a secret,
my challenge is to overcome danger from my intellect,
I am my own master, lord and servant of my damages,
my amulet is this love letter, the only dialect
and it's not perfect, I prefer to have faith than to remain imprisoned in this jail
where every lament was my progress on that paper,
witness of a destiny that led me to hell,
for being unfaithful to your skin I was sick,
and I return to that path, a notebook is my self-esteem,
a tear is the peak from where I observe the world
I keep my place among memories, my free mind is the caliber that writes and loads with hatred, every text,
my heart is heard, my struggle is this story
where every message is a victory of language,
it's my water in the desert of fear,
the light that searches among corners of my room,
my ego in every lace,
I am the master of this learning,
today being a person is the lineage,
that gives name to this man in front of your image,
I no longer hide my cross, nailed to it since I was a child,
I grew up in a world of rubble lacking affection,
they are lost caresses and wounds that do not heal,
my pole is the vertigo turned into ashes,
they are flags that are raised to the wind and that slide
inside
your soul at war without truce in every event

[Chorus]
With my music, I seek freedom in this science,
I seek a reason and the meaning of my existence
with my logic, today my heart is my intelligence,
I seek to find the truth, my survival.
With my music, I seek freedom in this science,
I seek a reason and the meaning of my existence
with my logic, today my heart is my intelligence,
I just seek to find the truth, that's my manual

[Dash]
I live on the edge of a diving board,
in a ritual I always write to you,
a manual guides my steps, a Shaolin to the sound of a violin,
I activate my instincts with ink, my goal is not to resign,
and thus deliver my speech to you Mci, my rap is harmful,
I remain passive to the potential violence
did I misinterpret?
oh you put that mp3 on me it might explode like a rocket,
the night is a showcase of tunings, bikes and gold,
go out on the street with a bat and give away this treasure,
you can isolate yourself with the parrot in a park in a separate world,
slide on that shiny floor before getting high,
excel in this art is to love you, not to settle
there will always be someone looking for how to hit you at the door of an after,
that's why I frequented another environment adapting is selling yourself,
remember that death does not come to see you face to face,
occupy your time, a sport or a martial art is essential
don't drown your sorrows in a glass,
effort and perseverance is my science, from the dojo, kun,
that's why God gave me intelligence and not DJ Kun,
that's why I survive the attack of trends, you fall like scouts,
I played your techno cd if it sounds crunchy like a crunch,
my crew is survival to your avalanche, of white powder,
youth carries a cross with a Christ imitating a drug lord,
my boat only sets sail in a puddle far from the talcum powder,
while boys on a bench are planning a robbery

[Chorus]
With my music, I seek freedom in this science,
I seek a reason and the meaning of my existence
with my logic, today my heart is my intelligence,
I seek to find the truth, my survival.
With my music, I seek freedom in this science,
I seek a reason and the meaning of my existence
with my logic, today my heart is my intelligence,
I just seek to find the truth, that's my manual