Gaminart (feat. Aep)

Walk, walk, gaminar, gaminiar
Gaminart, gaminart

Gaminart for a paradise
I'm not afraid of death
We all go to trial
Without going out on the street, I fought
Now that I'm outside, I'll pull
To those who want to come out

Crack family in the streets
Colombia Crack music

Crack family in the streets
Colombia Crack music

Directly to the people of my streets, listen well
Don't judge what you don't know
A thought in this never distracts you
Listen much more than you speak

The butterfly effects are seen on every paper
And if tomorrow goes well, I hope today does too
Do you remember the woman who was never so faithful to you, she left like the rhyme
That crumpled that paper

Analyzing the city from another point of view
Summarizing what my life has been
Self-analyzing on this sunny day and reminding myself how I waste
Hours on nonsense I shouldn't
Realizing that my time is valuable and every second that passes
I am stronger or the weak defeated by the untamable that burns

I ask Christ
To remember every hour
That before rapping nicely
You have to learn to be a person
Get infected with life
And don't fill your pipe with bazooka
That garbage mortifies you
Rather go home and pick up your mother
Who is coming home late tonight
And this neighborhood is on fire
For that sad and empty child
Whose innocence is gone
Pierced by the first knife

Gaminart for a paradise
I'm not afraid of death
We all go to trial
Without going out on the street, I fought
Now that I'm outside, I'll pull
To those who want to come out

It's like that law of inverse attraction
The less you dream of fame, the more you reach it
Life philosophy sold for coins
I just sit on the edge of the planet
Aiming at that white octopus that we are bad rappers
That the sum of its tentacles obstacle after obstacle
Aerophonic and Crack melodic

I'm still the same
Carving the unspeakable
Without fear that the shadow
Of the impossible covers completely
What I have achieved so far
Effort, tears, and promises to the wind
Safe and calm path
Determined to answer
My senseless questions
And on my part be convinced
That I wouldn't change even if I had money
In my pockets

Self-criticize lamp, arrogant, mocking, vain traitor
Mental worker my profession, never rude
I don't even know what I want, but if I lose it
My soul would regret it on this day I look at the sky
Tears, my eyes are rivers, the transparent blue and the breeze
Of my fantasy make me an innocent child
I don't think about people, I know my way
On the tightrope balancing my destiny
I am written in the book of fantasy

Aerophonic Crack melodic

Walking for a paradise
I'm not afraid of death
We all go to trial
Without going out on the street, I fought
Now that I'm outside, I'll pull
To those who want to come out

Crack family in the streets
Colombia Crack music

Crack family in the streets
Colombia Crack music

Gaminart, gaminart, gaminart