Como El Sol

I feel like the progenitor of a great offspring
The crazy teacher, the favorite of the school
I feel like that multitudinous prophet
The driving force of this extraplanetary flow

But don't fear the message I brought you
Respect others but yourself the most
To me the most, I've been shining for eras
Illuminating the other spheres

In their possible although poor atmospheres my rap is a gas
Mixing rhythms and rhymes in the oxygen
These little ones thrive better
Intelligence rained, sensitivity rained

And love was born and humor laughed
Concepts rained, verbs of my creative verse
My style is like walking through a garden
Beauty accumulates, converges on this axis

Hey, on this axis!

My style is like the Sun
Nothing around my side
Nothing around my side
My style is like the Sun
Out of control
Alone, single, and lonely

Like the Sun
Nothing around my side
Nothing around my side
My style is like the Sun
Out of control
Alone, single, you!

I feel like the provocateur of your earthquakes
Living in the crack of a broken heart
I feel like the highest king, the Cloud Maker
And if my style tightens, it will make you undress

Like the Sun, if you were the Moon
We would have stars, sky
The sky is a cradle but it's all boasting
When the sky tightens and everything burns
Late you hear the cry of the cowardly man

Lifelong fire in me, yes, yes
No, you don't get here even with a missile
My style is unique, I leave you blind the telescope
Dawning in Tokyo, me and my soliloquy

In the galaxy, I feel the suffocation
The claustrophobia of not having edges
Not even promises are implicit lies
Because there is no scientific certainty about tomorrow

Here I teach you the powers
That teach you that
I can rhyme however I want
Do you want me?, yes?, then pay me

My style is like the Sun
Nothing around my side
Nothing around my side
My style is like the Sun
Out of control
Alone, single, and lonely

Like the Sun
Nothing around my side
Nothing around my side
My style is like the Sun
Out of control
Alone, single, and lonely