Es Lo Mio Lyrics

(Yeah, ha! Mmm)

In the course of my life
I have had countless activities
I spent time on them whether they were important or not
Years ago my team suffered an imbalance
It was from the day that hip hop crossed my path
It all started by putting my name on the glass
Then mine next to Serko's in homes
I never imagined to what degree my life would change
On the one hand I gained enemies day by day
Other people who didn't know me applauded me
And being a novice with my Crew and without guides
We learned to outwit the police on our own
And we went out into the world ready to conquer
We managed to be more viewed than a Televisa program
They started questioning me, they started criticizing!
What is your desire of all Gomez to want to paint?
How can you stand staining all your shirts?
How are you not going to cut the grass for your neighbors?
You earn money, at night you go out with your girl
You stop painting their houses when they are asleep
Hey! Do you think I haven't thought about this?
Perform another activity
And do this to one side
Being an ordinary boy
To be happy you have to perform at something
May it be to our liking
So why do you limit my happiness?

Hip hop I thank you
Because you have taught me who to watch my back from
Whoever respected the secret does not lack my respect
Let's leave the myths of having to burn the midnight oil
You fight to be great, I am great and there are no titles
Only the one they gave me for being skilled on the microphone
Eme-ce, today my means are whole
The mission is the same
Building empires, achieving it, I put my effort in
The only ones of this kind, which no one catches up with
G-Locos Caballeros, the unmatched raws
I am the one who dreamed of having talent in art
The one who was always told: You have to prepare well
I didn't study poetry and I still delight my listeners
I don't know about Fine Arts and yet my name is on the trains
Hip hop school 50-50 here we are

Many people are now trying to divert my path
Many people have sought to change my destiny
Many of them remain in continuous work
To make me change my mind about never taking a bus again
Sometimes I wonder thoughtfully why I haven't been
In sports or at school, what my parents would have wanted
They, like others, would like their son
Instead of being an eme-ce, be a creative engineer
Instead of receiving microphones, I would get more and more titles
Being recognized nationally not by record sales
It's impossible with me, I have other goals in mind
I prefer the spotlight and carrying my voice over a beat
It's my thing, spreading hip hop in every context
Leading new generations towards this
Here I get more satisfaction and promotions
Nothing will stop me from being the master of ceremonies
Comments I appreciate for trying to direct my future
Hip hop is my thing and I can't find a substitute for it

No, no, rhymes are not taken from books
I told my mother that, turned around and took my own path
With the microphone and four more bases
I am against beliefs
That if you have paper you have personal excellence
False, this is false, it's like saying that three times two is five
Hip hop has five professions
And from this comes this qualified teacher
Not for the titles achieved but for the castles built
Without plans, calculations or good mathematics
And at G-Locos I am the one who keeps the exact accounts
And with my colleagues, long friendships
How many times has my mother advised me
Have a love for reading, you know?
By not writing absurd rhymes
But with a degree of reasoning
I have come to understand the reason for all his advice