Tosco

Thinking about moments in life
So many stumbles to find a way out
Colombia guerrilla microphone my methodology
Hip Hop, my religion and my way of life

Thinking about moments in life
So many stumbles to find a way out
Colombia guerrilla microphone my methodology
Hip Hop, my religion and my way of life

Things done can't be erased
They must happen for some reason
The breath of the annoying act with the white background force
Song from the south with the disgusting ones
Life of a gangster is a very different turn
To what they were used to having everything as a child
So never compare or sell the story, my lord
They want to earn money, see it in their pockets
More mules, more guns, more fallen every day to get immediately
Without eating what we have often eaten
A child lives normally, but knows about war
Dad taught his son to be a good man
Colombia and its cartel hard to change, grow and create
Keep filling corners
And if they want sweets, everything will come to them
Slow down, what's the use of my devilish life

So much money stolen by those in the chamber and the senate
And in this neighborhood starving she and her other children
This is from the streets in Bogotá
From the bosses without money reality city Bolívar
Colombian projects
Black roots and I have cried
It's because you and the experiences have taught me
That those I've always believed are on my side
They forgot, leather coins turned out to be the sons of the Sun
Republic gold
What can be done if those are the results
Rap movement against nothing can be erased nor what has been done will pass into the past

Thinking about moments in life
So many stumbles to find a way out
Colombia guerrilla microphone my methodology
Hip Hop my religion and my way of life

Thinking about moments in life
So many stumbles to find a way out
Colombia guerrilla microphone my methodology
Hip Hop my religion and my way of life

Shabby checking from the edge
From here coming from a serious dark Colombian taboo
Of southern blood for love of the neighborhood
Black skins cover my bones
And like everyone I stumble
I walk the words a strange melody is born
Vulgar ordinary
Roughness is queen and what is happening
Shut up shitton I don't need to torment you
White background another cartel another separate turn
Prudence with the killers
And they don't know who they're looking at
And they're not noticing
Serenos affiliates are growing
Where we were born where we live we are born to die
Always with the faith to live and believe in God
Bogotá with my buddies city Bolívar all my dogs
Comes from the southern mountain, that's my people
Rats on the corner of the avenue how many pockets and something else
The community raves, but there is no peace, lives only its pain
Contaminates the root in the end nothing is left
How many things done because it has to happen
Take it easy don't feel fear

What a negativity? Wanna come kill me?
Another rude boys wanna come test me, tell me

That what you think that, they can face me?
The guettos freestyle or the criminality
To my fan reality with about of simplicity
Looking in the mirror but that it's only me
No philosophy, find and come run me
No philosophy, find and come run me
What a negativity? Wanna come kill me?
Another rude boys wanna come test me
Wanna take I want, think that, they can face me?
The guetos my style or my criminality
To my fan reality with about of simplicity
Looking in the mirror, but why? It’s only me, yeah
No philosophy, find and come run
Say no philosophy come run me, yeah

Thinking about moments in life
So many stumbles to find a way out
Colombia microphone guerrilla my methodology
Hip Hop my religion and my way of life

Thinking about moments in life
So many stumbles to find a way out
Colombia microphone guerrilla my methodology
Hip Hop my religion and my way of life