A estas alturas

At this point in the road
I have finally learned that we have
Two paths to choose,
To choose two paths, to choose.

One very gray, but safe,
Without risking getting your ass wet
You just have to obey and take care
Of the chain that ties your feet.
And don't think. Just let yourself go.

Drink the TV, the law, and the dough.
Work and consume without saying enough,
Do what they order, without complaining.
It's what you have chosen:
To be one more in the crowd,
To be part of that great majority without opinion,
Who puts their religion in their belly.

If you chose the other side of the road,
Be careful. If you have chosen death
Today your luck has changed.

If you're another weirdo
For the laws of the market,
Join the majority
Of this immense minority.

At this point I have decided
To rap to tell you what I have chosen
To bet and fight to the end,
For the libertarian life that those people,
Who are the same as always and
Parasitize the banks, the power, the governments.

Who abduct you and nullify you
To make you another one for the crowd,
Another domesticated animal
Who doesn't live their life
But one they have bought,
In the limbo of that semi-detached house
That shows it's inhabited by an infected.

At this point I have already learned
That I have chosen a path,
And if you are on the other
It means you are not with me.
If you chose...