La Chupaya 99

We're four heads
Working on our skills
Creating verses with pure vibes

Every move has been calculated
By your side, the lyrical front has returned
Shortened with Makiza for the chupaya
Another life that defines my identity
Painted in strokes of color across the city
Quality is slowly surpassing quantity
Talent is on the rise and the truth
If I have faith in this, it’s not by chance
The world is a ghetto and among the concrete towers
The youth play roulette out of boredom
They spin to the beat of a breakbeat, check this
DJs with their Technics, MCs with their lyrics
A year ago we gave you Wild Life
Today in your ears, another sound, the same language
The four characters you love to hear
If you’re looking to fight, choose your spot wisely
Your side, your crew in their combat gear
On a bench, chilling, they’re waiting for you
Sneakers, Nike, Tommy, Adidas
You’re still going, every day more, poetry and rhymes
This is my thing, man, and you know it
And if it doesn’t fit in your head, you see
That I only hold the keys to my future
My hip-hop doesn’t stop even if it sounds harsh
I’m an animal in my natural habitat
The scene, the mic in hand is the norm
This is my lifestyle like Local Dementia
Come on, you know I’ve got nothing to envy...
Chorus
I’ve got nothing to envy those over there
Come on Chile, don’t give up for the chupaya
What matters is what you think up here
My ideas stay alive only like this...

From unity comes strength
We’re four heads
Working on our skills
Creating verses with pure vibes
Anita
One for the paya, two for the chupaya
Three beatbox that won’t shut up, four hits the wall

Fat cap, claps, tags, graffiti pass, pass

MDA to the max blast, Nast, As, class
B-boy, B-girl, be girl, be boy living today
Where I go, the rhythm follows me wherever I go, eh!
Why, because I express this thought in verses
Manifesting energy,
It’s the force that drives me to write every day,
I, the poetry, it’s the tool I use as philosophy
With my airline, a new journey, there’s talent
I have no doubt, that we need more support
For this culture, to forge a consciousness without violence,
A science, that’s built with patience
It’s meditated and thought out, Camera! The Lyrical Front has returned,
Chupaya! This track is dedicated to DJs and MCs

To the breakers who paint graffiti art,
Poets who show art with their paya,
Hey camera! We’ve got nothing to envy, I!
To those over there.

Chorus

I’ve got nothing to envy those over there,
Come on Chile, don’t give up for the Chupaya
What matters is what you think
Up here, my ideas stay alive only like this.