Los años luz

Yeah!, yeah!...A Day In Suburbia. This is dedicated to my great love hip-hop and everything it did for me... light years.

And I achieved my dreams thanks to my conformism
I know many in Spain can't say the same
money, egocentrism, their mirage doesn't cradle me
I work in my passion, that's my fortune
and I know there's no vaccine for this disease but I'm happy
I made peace with my great enemy time
today living off this notebook is just
I confirm, I collaborate and do gigs around the globe
alert in case a line escapes, I know to catch it
it's like seeing the girl of your dreams and being able to kiss her
that's the gift of writing, you must take it
true MCs know what I'm talking about
poor devil, why does he take the bus if he's so popular?
Why is he always glued to that earpiece?
my well-being is your greatest intrigue
and my feet on the ground, so much so that I even hear the ants' footsteps
what you say, do you think it provokes me?
the narrower the mind, the bigger the mouth
in this country I witness
that many control their speech, now tell me who controls their silence
I denounce, I don't sentence, I live consistently
to the privilege of revolutionizing your mind
and if you don't feel me, why dishonor art?
look for windows and not mirrors to inspire you
light years

[Chorus]
Days to remember, something to fight for
what do you have?
dreams that no one broke
alone a mic and me
light years...
"I know hip-hop chose me"

Now I have company in the cold mornings, someone loves me
I've paid all my debts with fame
and I ran out of money, I was a monarch in my region
now I train without brakes to beat all records
I flow on this tightrope to the one-legged stance
they get angry seeing my style on red carpets
but success is fragile and falls, it doesn't attract me
it only brings cotton
and I bleed asphalt in torrents
I don't accept imitations, nor limitations, only
I had visions that I captured in songs, only
I practice joy and it's not just any whim
one day I discovered that the more you spend it, the more you have left
more wood than war is cruel
my role in life is to put my life on paper
and I turn to it as therapy and avoid inopia
while avoiding that my days are cold photocopies
parties, trips, hours in a foreign landscape
turning stages into an antidote to poison
of living without brakes and feeling full
making my audience raise their hands to the sky
thank you for following me for making noise when I ask
placid heartbeats when seeing all that I've lived
it's the meaning of my life and I define it as a loop
like the path we choose from birth to the coffin
light years…

[Chorus]
Days to remember, something to fight for
what do you have?
dreams that no one broke
alone a mic and me
light years...
"I know hip-hop chose me"

[Diana Feria]
I never thought, I knew how to grow
I put my life on paper
and if I were to be born again
today I know nothing would change
light years, light years, light years
"I know hip-hop chose me"

[Chorus]
Days to remember, days I will always remember, something to fight for
what do you have?, steps that shine,
dreams that no one broke, I know Hip Hop chose me, uncle,
alone a mic and me
light years... light years...

I never thought, I knew how to grow
I put my life on paper
and if I were to be born again
today I know nothing would change
light years, light years, light years