Cabecea (feat. Lapiz Conciente y El Philippe)

Carriers of the epidemic
Lower your voice, the academy has arrived
We bring the message
That can cure your anemia
It's faith

The conviction of what is not seen
It's not that it's cool
This is what it is
There is no pagan God
Pagan response

I'm in the process, I distance myself
From the mundane
Because I used to believe that
I was cool
When I sinned a lot
And always ended up in trouble
Now
I look at the light that illuminates me
My mind obeys
My soul does not get contaminated

Now that thug from the mines
Sees Christ's word
As if it were vitamins
And today he dictates with Philippe and Natan

In the name of man
Of the fish and the bread
Descendants of Abraham
Music that does you good
Sown and harvested
In the garden of Eden

Taking hostage those who do not obey
The tree that bears fruit remains firm
Night falls, morning comes, it resembles no one
A hardening heart deserves the word

For I am that one
Sentenced by man
But no mortal
Can defile my name
For the Son of Man
Has given me the break
If you don't believe me, read John 3:16

Just nod (yeah)
Don't pay attention to anything and nod (yeah)
Stay in the lead
We have nothing to fear in the fight
Because this plane
Is piloted by God

Your hair stands on end
And you feel a sensation
Don't feel strange
Even the devil feels the pressure
In these times of pressure
Depression, of prison
A voice from the neighborhood is heard shouting
Revolution

They go in a line
Changing course
Listening to the most important message in the world
You spend your time partying
And controlling the point
But what about happiness?
As the deceased said

With Lapiz and Natan, the titan, they let go
Never Gucci gang
Always with my clan like a sultan
With words of life
According to the gospel of John
And with kryptonite

In case the devil is Superman
Man' through me
God wants to advise you
Not to drive drunk
You will kill yourself
Not every day is a party
You must stop
Even the spirits
Are tired of taking care of you

You drink and smoke all day
Your mom is crying all day
You take the pill and look at the stars
You're destroying the world
But with hers
While you test God
You're changing
You're stepping on all the tests
Don't look around
If you hear something sounding
Better look up
God is calling you

Just nod (yeah)
Don't pay attention to anything and nod (yeah)
Stay in the lead
We are not afraid of anything in the fight
Because this plane
Is piloted by God

I am the oil of hip-hop
I have the color
Even if I sleep little
I am still a dreamer
I decided to follow in the footsteps of my Lord
So that mom doesn't visit me
In the Christ the Redeemer, blao

We bring love in times of cholera
Lower the volume
Or your neck will hurt
At the sound of the trumpet
I know my soul will fly
And the wound
That caused me so much pain, will not hurt
Without Jesus I am nothing, Lapiz said
Like the field without the capi
Like a boss without his chapi
I don't have money
To make myself a monument
But I have a peace
That surpasses all understanding
Music is no longer art
It's entertainment
And this people perish for lack
Of knowledge
We come to implant new foundations
And exalt the name of Jesus
In gratitude

I don't offend women
So they sound in songs
Because whoever offends mine
Will have problems
I walk with the conscious one
Mocking the system
You can criticize
God told me not to fear
Mgp was the one who edited this fat
The rap brothers
The high room in the house
I'm not the kid
But I'm the threat
I say goodbye, check it out
Peace and love to the race