Brisas

You know it's not easy to spread the phases
And link my words to form the sentences
And give you many pleasures
And make mine the chores
Spreading what comes from me
It's the constant consonant
And sonorous with classy singing
Hitting the speaker
Infant hip-hop always forward
Without anything that discourages me,
I hope you can handle me
If not, you'll have to feel my glove on your face
And the truth is that my mouth shoots
Understand that I leave a trace
In a different way than a hit
Shit of a hit
My power is not in my arms
I contain it in the precision of my mind and soul
In each of my steps calmly
Rays of light in my palms
Disarming curses
Guardian angels protecting my back
Miracle conceived by divine grace
Great long story, my soul has always
Wisdom carries, surviving
Storms, ages, places
That sometimes in visions discharge immortal feelings
Giving me a long life, eternal love
Before maternal birth
Without alternate feelings
Hells with fewer horns
Trying to keep my life awake
When I sleep, I fail
When I don't speak, I'm silent
I think, I scheme, my mind a test tube
An antenna tuning in to elevated signals
Full
Full wisdom, connection that trains me
Universal channels of the soul
High frequencies deciphering riddles
My heart walks with legitimate feelings
Sent from my ancestors
My teachers are what I focus on yeah!
Breezes, my presence was transmitting something
Breezes, I go altering the usual paths
Breezes, now I use mine here
Breezes, where everything I say is my creation
Breezes, you know these lyrics are my child... Breezes, breezes...
When a saint sings so much
I comment on information from my chromosome that appears at all times, ooh!
Call it talent if you want, bosta brain is not an excrement
Ooh! I am a spark of light
I have coordinates, I have latitude
Just like you, a lot of restlessness
There is virtue here
My youth will never go to the grave,
Much less society slavery
Robotized soldiers, like Rturi2!
Colonized under false misguided commanders
Why did I say this, what have I said? Wat, ha!
Politics aside
We are keeping our spirit controlled
I know it's not usual what I've told you
But in the unusual many people have found secrets
This door of thinking about pregnant birds
If it has taken the universe millions of years
To bring us here, if you believe in the visible
You have to believe in the invisible, parallel to the incredible
Front back and sides, and where you have stepped
Different dimensions, this is not imagined
Where you have been but in another state of consciousness
In the smallest something big is housed
Open your eyes, enjoy, follow the path
Of the extraordinary, don't get stuck in your helmet
Less in a failed jar, disgust
Problems weight failure perhaps
Or did that defeat you, don't be foolish
Or do you want to keep being stale
Open your space, free your mind
Don't just look ahead
Look around you, if misery hunger pain
But you also see love and color
Don't burn in flames in ardor
Follow the splendor of God the creator
Calm and with courage...yo!
13 and bosta brain, like the light that appeared and broke the sound barrier...