La Paz

Put your grain of sand in your land for peace,
if you come with wars, I’ll shake your hand and say peace (x4)

What will you think if I talk about establishing peace
and calming conflicts with strict writings that I dictate,
what will you think if I talk about peace in these times
of being stuffed without saving to see later who helps me,
what will you think if I talk about peace and then glory,
if there’s too much trash, between dividing lines,
what will you think if I talk about peace in heaven and on earth
if we’ve just started a new century in war,
what will you think, tell me what you’ll do when you see that good
is greater than evil, wherever you go, you’re dreaming,
well, why isn’t it so? Unfortunately, it’s not,
even if it pleases you, living is a half-life,
and there’s no signal when disunity speeds up to a thousand,
since everyone today fears a spore
that from controversial disputes doesn’t bring any improvement,
because pride is what’s valued the most now, implore,
or if you want, cry, there’s no remedy
because as long as there’s envy, there won’t be calm in this kingdom,
and I’ll say no to the deadly attack, I won’t measure it to the millimeter
even if they take away my oxygen, I’ll say no, and what will you do?
You’ll despair with fury or hatred, you’ll detest,
the next one who comes, you’ll displease,
I come in peace to spread my harmony,
and so take note of the message like I would...

Chorus: Put your grain of sand in your land for peace,
if you come with wars, I’ll shake your hand and say peace.
Put your grain of sand in your land for peace,
if you come with wars - our hearts soften more -
Put your grain of sand in your land for peace,
if you come with wars, I’ll shake your hand and say peace.
Put your grain of sand in your land for peace,
if you come with wars, I’ll shake your hand and say peace.

Let’s make our lives a discovery, finding out what we don’t know,
and of course, controlling what’s known,
apparently a difficult act that slips from our hands,
the same ones you use to glove up, hit, and vent,
we walk both ways, going from good to bad
in just a few seconds, and if not, try it,
I wonder why there’s no dialogue,
why such rapid changes,
why sell your soul to the devil, step,
we’ve all been guilty someday, now well,
fulfill, pay, because the devil takes attendance,
tomorrow God will say if your soul is still healthy and safe,
among the masses, a saint chose me, the one who saves me,
you should know that out there, traps await us
ready to fall already, and so know what’s out there,
something that goes alone, method to fix everything, in the same way,
like the fans of Galatasaray,
look to the top to see who’s there if you’re looking for someone,
I don’t see anyone, I guess you have to look closely to realize,
but I don’t have the sight of a bird,
and the only thing I notice is the air in the atmosphere,
some think they’re God because of their physical strength,
the one who limits himself to just throwing punches,
imitating being someone important, strong, tough like Iron Maiden,
there are some worse than aliens, listen to me, kid,
this is my referendum, I win the tour, not you,
without being a medium, I see myself on the podium,
I was a second away from being a common evil,
try not to fix with punches what you can fix with a Valium,
measure your bitterness, it’ll be your coffin because of your attitude,
your ultimatum has arrived, fast as light,
a great avalanche will fall on our albums,
including the story according to your medical theory like a mammoth, look,
I don’t know if we’re civilized people or more like Australopithecus,
continuing lapses, moments when you say you’ll see,
making friends between Beelzebub and you...

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FRANK T:
Give me a cause, a thousand reasons to always be so offensive,
fuming and now even aggressive, the kid,
the one who’s not so little anymore, the one who pulls out the knife,
the one who points at you just because of a simple trigger,
you brought out the violence because you live in this violent world,
but even this has to be used with coherence,
that Hip-Hop ran away,
the one that didn’t serve as a showcase for respect
and sounds a lot like nonsense, more competition without poetry
and without art, without the strength that made you rise against Nazis,
maybe not knowing what to do,
maybe not knowing how to earn a spot,
a good seat, a piece of land,
the criticisms one gave to the old ones don’t work anymore,
but they’ll provoke the anger of what’s the new school,
today being the hive of free insults,
instead of a universe with clever writings,
calm are the verses TkFran and Falsalarma,
let’s wrap it up, I’ll stop going off on a tangent,
one more direct phrase,
listen to this:
"Seek competition when there’s peace in your heart"...

Peace in yourself... peace in your home...
in your surroundings... in your gaze...
in your goals... peace and respect in the world...
you know... peace and respect in Hip-Hop...

Chorus