Desafio

The world is mine, the world is mine...
Have you seen what I have seen, have you been where I have been, have you broken with the expected, have you bled for love, have you overcome fate, have you played chess against death, endured until unconscious, experience my teacher, I was his best disciple, never left chapters blank, you think you have balls, you play at being god, you only make a fool of yourself when you say goodbye. I live among millions looking for each other, tell me who you are looking for, I fight monsters human and urban battle, city of remains, city without faces. Because 091 can be 666, because U.S.A sometimes is the K.K.K, because the sound of the tick-tock can then go big-bam and while some make [PIN] others make [Gunshot sound]. It's just a flashback one of many, it's my battle of Lepanto in which I fall against mcs and rise again. They say I walk backwards and here you see me with my head held high and the world under my feet.

[Chorus]
Hip-hop is mine,
the gift is mine,
time is mine,
the challenge is mine,
the asphalt is mine,
the game is mine,
the world is mine.
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Many looked at me as a hero I was just an apprentice, living with the cornfield boys, not letting dust enter my nose, going for it all, feeling every second like a Kodak moment. No one gave me wings but I learned to fly, I didn't stop your bullets but I learned to dodge, you wanted to avoid and eliminate me, leave me alone like a shipwreck lost in the vastness of the sea. I will make rap a hurricane, if they steal from me I'll be a doberman, I'll make them repeat every refrain in their discman, they'll hear me from the San Blás neighborhood to Yucatán, while I write calmly and roll another Mac mardican, listening to your crap is like eating bread with bread, I turn my mic into art like Candyman, I bring pain like Methodman, I intoxicate between asphalt and tar I put my snout, boss my boy I dedicate my poetry mixed in your melody, we will be like Bonie & Claid someday, my friend the book, my sign Libra, my free style, there is no balance that balances words of this caliber, to those who give the evil eye you seem like witches, I nail it in pages like needles from my bubble. They say I walk backwards and here you see me with my head held high and the world under my feet.

[Chorus]
Hip-hop is mine...
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The world is mine, it's in my hand, the world is cold and my rap is butane, it will bring summer to those who seek peace and want to wake up early, to those who tell the truth even if they pay dearly, look in the asphalt meadows you will find me, go beyond walls you will see me, search in the Himalayan peaks if you want, play the anthem of the Scoundrel you will disappear. You will never understand the essence of eternal rhyme, if your sick mind keeps walking among taverns, if your sick mind remains isolated in caves, sucking the crotch of the great evil that governs us, I saw beauty in the heads of beasts and felt sadness among the brightest lights I met death and kissed her, traveled through the universe and returned. Now everyone says Nacho you are a great poet you are the one who best shows us the dark and restless life of the planet, great poet, great poet, that's Nacho our great secret weapon.

[Chorus]
Hip-hop is mine...
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You know I was born for this, I grew up with this, I lived for this, very few beat me at this, my story today is a rap that will make history, Diffuse Poetry 2003, The world is mine that is the challenge, Nacho