Semeador

Hey, you are the size of your dream
You are everything you believe to be
Don't let the fear of losing
Be greater than the will to win
Regardless of success, regardless of fame
Chase progress for those who love you
Fuck the hype, fuck the hit, it's a kickflip on the base
It's a Nose Slide on the beat
043 is the code, original from Babylon
Fly lower, fly go get what's yours!

I put my dream at the tip of the pen
I put my life in every phrase, in every letter
And even when the world didn't believe
I was composing in these early hours
Between tears and smiles, unknown territory
Universe of the anonymous, between angels and demons

Everyone wants to go to heaven but is afraid of dying
The excuse is that no one asked to be born
The mouth is for speaking and the mind is for understanding
And the worst blind person is the one who pretends not to see
I open the door of the shack and I'm already facing the crime
Several allies have already joined this team

Being a worker is no longer interesting
Here in the hood, the trend is to be a trafficker
And the girls want parties, dream of an iPhone
Want designer clothes, want silicone
Want to sail in this beautiful and dazzling ocean
Don't want to be a slave to an ignorant man

But calm down, calm down, the enemy is cowardly
Who am I, who am I, to judge your reality
Each with their belief, each with their baggage
Each with their essence, and with their vanity
Only I know what I went through, only I know what I lived
The paths I walked to get here

I grew up without a father, without sponsorship, without inheritance and without godfathers
I'm like a bird flying, and building its own nest
If by faith I'm standing, for those I love I returned
Sometimes I think the world ended, and I stayed

I put my dream at the tip of the pen
I put my life in every phrase and every letter
And even when the world didn't believe
I was composing in these early hours
Between tears and smiles, unknown territory
Universe of the anonymous, between angels and demons

Everyone wants to go to heaven but is afraid of dying
The excuse is that no one asked to be born
The mouth is for speaking, the mind is for understanding
And the worst blind person is the one who pretends not to see