Nací Orishas
Orishas
I was born Orishas
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
The business is not easy, there's little left to invent
To find the melody you have to be natural
Always start from afar, sing like the first
Those born with their grace, no one will take it away
The Orishas trust in what they always give you
Each with their dilemma
Each crazy with their own theme
Son of Chango I am; I bring rhyme flow
I come with my sound; I say what I have to say
I leave rumba son with funky funky
Hands up, the crazy ones jumping
Let's see if this hooks you
March like a plank
To crush you like a badass when
The battalion catches you, big guy
El Vedado, Vedado, the neighborhood I sing to
With the kids by my side, those who
Do it are not improvised blacks
Vedado, Vedado, be careful
For those who say they stole my son
For those who say they stole my son
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
We feel happy to break you like a pencil
You heard, partner, I'll turn this business upside down
From '97 I come with a machete's edge and that one who said this takes
We will analyze that insult, that's why the punk got upset as he did
You know what I fight day by day to bring the Cuban essence
To the flow you wanted
Those born with their grace, no one will take it away
The Orishas trust in what they always give you
Each with their dilemma
Each crazy with their own theme
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
I was born Orishas in the underground, hey if a bone falls if you dare
With those who say they sing, I want to sing, I request
For those who say they stole my son
The soneros of my Cuba cannot be forgotten
You saw how good they are, but you saw
In every corner of Cuba, the son is still well held
With those who say they sing, I want to sing, I request
