El Camino Del Guerrero

The warrior of rhyme never gets discouraged
He relies on divine forces but does not underestimate them
His soul is like a bird and he flies
From the key if he knows that out there, those he expects to die
Even if the reasons hurt
His goal fulfills
Without uncertainty
He does not succumb until he glimpses the summit
And I had the brutal evil in a compassionate ritual
Remaining on guard even though he seems asleep
He feels alive and gives thanks
And there is no place that can intimidate him under any circumstances
He trains and dinner does not stop his emblem, patience
For him everything is possible with practice and experience
Perseverance, confidence, precious power
Armed with dictates, winged allies by his side
Legacy of experience, experience of a past that marked his spirit
He does not lose his impetus nor his focus
He appears serious, makes every decision with tension but without nerves
He remedies discouragement and does not blame others
Seeing great truths in anonymous details
He travels through cities, faces his rivals
He knows his flaws and also his qualities
In the face of difficulties, he always strives and grows
If he fades and perishes, he deserves it
When your gift is established, no one can surpass it
He remains silent if they try to impress him
He learns from himself, sometimes struggles with who he wants
His pain does not hurt him, he prefers to be the one who waits
For his faithful roles to fill him with peace and glory
And if they win, he celebrates but does not go to Glory
For him, every victory is another step towards the top
These are the destinies of the warrior of rhyme

And there is no one who can defeat him
Knowing how to learn from yesterday
Seeking light among the shadows and someone calls him
Being there to respond
Nothing to fear, nothing to lose
When the sword is sharp and the gaze that corners is cruel
When I want nothing and expect nothing
On the warrior's path only the word is faithful

The warrior is wise, he turns the stage into a sanctuary
Heaven of disciples, hell of adversaries
He asks with pressure and it does not harm him
His reason is an action of an instant reaction
What the warrior teaches cannot be done alone
He needs companions to fight side by side
In this way his power multiplies, he applies it
And goes in search of advice and things get complicated
In his silence he meditates and acts firmly
He loves nature respecting its beauty
The warrior is like water and flows, never flees
Neither hammers nor knives destroy him
He dodges them coldly, exhibits security, tranquility
And from each new day a new opportunity is born
Although he feels fear, he risks impeccably
Nothing is unattainable, he does not accept the unacceptable
so he prepares his weapons, does not settle for giving more
He regains calm when he shapes and adorns his work
His rap does not understand norms or dogmas
What he sees and lives, he writes it, transforms it
Without surrender or truce, his creation delights him
The warrior never thinks about what the bad tongues will say
He travels leagues and treats everyone equally
For the warrior, respect is fundamental
He burned memories stained with fears and terrors
Because he failed, lied, retreated, and suffered tremors
He assimilated his mistakes as part of life
His hope and faith were never corrupted
Nor wounded by the hatred of others, who envied achievements
Signed with his own hand on his shoulders
He bears the weight of his goals
Forbidding himself to rest until he completes them
Supported by the power of a microphone he walks
These are the destinies of the warrior of rhyme

And there is no one who can defeat him
Knowing how to learn from yesterday
Seeking light among the shadows and someone calls him
Being there to respond
Nothing to fear, nothing to lose
When the sword is sharp and the gaze that corners is cruel
When I want nothing and expect nothing
On the warrior's path only the word is faithful

The warrior's path, Nach
Conquering stages
From neighborhood to neighborhood
Day after day