Ayer y Hoy (feat. El Chojin)

My brother Chojín, how are you, man?
Do you know, Nacho?
Tell me
I've been thinking about something for a while
Yes? What are you thinking about?
When we were younger, they told us that this rap thing
Was nonsense and that it would eventually fade away, but
But even though times change, we still love hip-hop
Uh-huh
We still live it.
Look, I have a rap that talks about that
Do you want to do something or what?
Of course I'll do it
Listen

Times change, life makes us grow
Today is the consequence of yesterday, that simple
From the Ghetto Blaster to the iPhone
From Michael Jackson to Akon
I used to go with my J'hayber sneakers, Nike set the trend
Today they're all like astronaut boots, almost
Gucci glasses, flashy jackets
Yesterday the trend was to see rappers with hoodies behind the Nazis
Posters in my room
Yesterday was Jordan's 23, today it's LeBron's 6
Yesterday passion, today it's business
Yesterday unity, today sad beefs that seem like jokes
Where were you in the '90s? I was rapping with a liter
Broke, but strict; acapella or on a beatbox
Today on impossible rhythms, addicted to the mic
To lyrics that span centuries, life is a cycle
Freestyle for pleasure, yesterday what mattered was a mistake
Today the desire to win in the Battle of the Roosters
Yesterday pimples, today gray hairs
Yesterday Kangol hats, today New Era flat-brimmed caps
Yesterday the sign was the V, the group CPV
Today anyone makes a rap and uploads it to YouTube
Years pass like clouds, don't you see?
Yesterday alone in a park, today we're heard by crowds

Yesterday dreams, today memories when looking back
Yesterday sleeping in the city parks
Today shining on stages
(Years go by, my voice universal but my soul in the neighborhood)

Yesterday games, today the struggle of another day
Yesterday rhyme battles and jams, we were fans
Today shining on stages
(Years go by, my voice universal but my soul in the neighborhood)

Times change, life makes us grow
My abs left one day and never came back
They must be out there lost with the kid
Who stayed half a day in the hallway at school
The arcades, the pesetas
My love affair with rap in an eternal spring
The light disco, t-shirt and freestyle
A cool patch on the jacket and Naik on the feet
And I say Naik because it was N-A-I-K
The sneakers were fake, the one who wore them was real
We made beats with our hands and dropped rap
We complained about the cops, the fascists, and society
When you learn English listening to Public Enemy
You learn to say Fuck you! before good morning
The headphones were more important than matching colors
Black clothes and spray cans in the backpack
Will Smith was Fresh Prince yesterday
You were a fool if you called him Prince of Bel Air
Lying in a rhyme meant falling
No copying, no playback, no pretending
From the rhyme notebook to the computer
Before the beats were brought by the mailman, now it's Megaupload
We've changed, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy it
Yesterday alone in parks, today we're heard by crowds

I go back to the beginning
Nobody looks
But here I am
How much time do I have left, what end awaits me?
Time passes and I don't plan to stop
I never forget where I come from
And in the distance, I remember my childhood
Time flies
(Years go by, my voice universal but my soul in the neighborhood)

Yesterday dreams, today memories when looking back
Yesterday sleeping in the city parks
Today shining on stages
(Years go by, my voice universal but my soul in the neighborhood)

Yesterday games, today the struggle of another day
Yesterday rhyme battles and jams, we were fans
Today shining on stages
(Years go by, my voice universal but my soul in the neighborhood)

Yeah, do you remember, man, every afternoon writing at home?
Of course, and going out at night to tag
Hey, and when we slept in doorways
And the nerves of going out to rap for the first time with the guys, right?
You see. And when we circulated demos by mail.
There was nothing, no plans, no internet
No, but there were Yo! MTV Raps tapes, right?
Everything changes
Everything changes