Cypher Vol.5 (feat. Chusterfield, Fyahbwoy, Grankhan, Morodo, King Magneto, Irie Angel y Green Valley)

This is the cypher 5, 5, 5
Ladies and gentleman
Welcome to the reggae music underground
The family has come back

Jump, take a double malt
Turn up the volume, music loud
Dance however you want, I have dance until the early hours
Reggae music soldier, tell me my rasta bwoy

I come with the tribe giving street rhythm
As I want, messenger, number one from the fuc*ing ghetto to the grave
They don't knock me down
Now I bring the sounds that buzz the most

You gotta be a road
I only see sunshine
You gotta be a road
You gotta be, you gotta be, you gotta be
For the right, for the left, I just ask you to dance with me
Give me the smile you deserve my friend
What do you think I don't know, that you cried unintentionally
Now Pure Negga arrives for you to move your feet

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Lady stop, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Come on, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out

I almost lost everything I wanted, I understood
I shouldn't be afraid of not believing in myself
I challenged the gods, I know I surprised them
With skills from the naked park, my art
I feel like Dalí

I hear petals cutting the air here
Winter doesn't forgive, the cold is tough to see you bad and
The noise and stress characterize the metropolis
Better times will come
When the tsunami has passed

In the chest an origami in a thousand pieces
I pass through the roof with my family in my arms
Unsatisfied, I boasted of living rejections
Sewing badly has made me break too many ties

Life hits you hard without brakes
Mixtures and nectars poison
With aspirin your fears don't go away
With this music you forget the brakes

Tired of the city running
I try to get away from what they try to impose
I brought down the Moon but forgot to put on
My shoes and stayed to compose

From the first bloomed flower
From the withered of my being
I made a box to keep it
Before perishing
Today I walk through colorful gardens
I forget yesterday
But like that flower, none will smell to me again

Return to the path, nothing is lost
In reggae with friends I keep it alive
The discharge returns and alarms go off
It melts you as fast as Parmesan cheese

What are they paying
Tribute for stepping on Roman soil
Here we take the crowns
I pass through your Arizona area with the scent of Oklahoma and it presses you
See that there are no rubber ducks here

Come let me put you on top every day
Reggae has always been synonymous with rebellion
I let them pass by out of courtesy
But if I unleash the beast, I set up a butcher shop

And they can't learn it by asking
They come in bad and I send them to the other side
Just as I dream that they try that there is no color
Light up the weed and the holy stick

It closes and covers with a sheet
I keep burning it because it never ends
Be careful, I have much more in the chamber
I just ask that it be given to you

He asks me for more voice
I tell him one love
For it to resonate through the neighborhoods and the street
And feel it
I my seh one love
I give you love and even if someone fails me

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Lady stop, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Come on, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out

I give tramontana
Feel it even if you can't see it
For the revelry
Pinch my B side

We come from the block like legoland
Agile like Legolas
There's someone who speaks ill
I have his girl on call

Original my family they are trolls
They do control C, V control
And they bounce it back to me like a pinball
Gimme the light like Sean Paul

With my band I arrive Robin Hood
I kill like Sweeney Todd
It sounds through bluetooth
This yuth in the scoop

They're Scooby Doo running from my team to Nairobi
Tony Hawk
I throw a pop shove It without throwing vermouth
They're a hobbit against Kobe
MVP

I am Obi one kenobi
Gangalee
My pseudonym synonymous with dancehall
Pedigree, although always in tracksuit

This is for the one who had to risk
And even though he planted, it doesn't rain
Take this song
The champion sound

It comes heavy like maiden
For that one who had to learn
That a double Christmas hurts
And his heart cries
But beng beng beng beng uh!

This got out of control
Nothing new in the area
You already know who is who
Selecta pull it up and run again
Turn up the volume

Reggae music state of mind
Only high frequency for the audience
Lyrics, content and dementia
To the envious fyah bum them
They talk about us and hide

I came to cause disorder
I'm not believing in names
It's that simple, I don't believe in comparisons
A reunion of lions, where none presides
We are the fire that burns, we are the Reggae that lives

Let me flow in this riddim
With the dream team of the city
Let it sound through all the neighborhoods
Let it be felt and breathed
Reggae is a mission
Not competition
In this party I want to see all the rasta and the bad bwoys forming madness

Original
Friend of Aramis, and you who don't stop me
That was just a souvenir Magna expert
But I saw them coming, they come to tell me
This is a premonition, there is no mix
That can divide me, just put it on DVD
I feel like Killer B, metal king
They can't demand from me, because I'm still free
Even if Olinlin comes, I carry a beskar

They move in zigzag, like a zebra
Feeling like a Bemba, smile gengar
I climb and don't see a crest
It doesn't bother me, climbing the hill
I collect what they feel

Original supahkillah
I charge you up
Those who bring you trouble in a quiet party
I smoke without seeds
With a style that is hard to assimilate

Like a magician I arrive and land on the five
With steel bars you almost didn't count
Natural and fresh my little bonsai
Metallic and Greco-Roman freestyle

For the left for the right
Everyone shouts Magna when they hear my style
Fibri five so Kingma
The metal king juggler without equal

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Lady stop, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Come on, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out

If you feel what's important
You have it right in front of you
Music is an art
That awakens minds
It took us off the street
I thank you for having you today
Today nothing will stop us

I want you to value every moment we have
And may our gods bless us from heaven
We can hate each other
But it's better that we love each other
Then everything ends and remains in memory

Values and respect, that is our education
The message from the street is what taught us
To feel what's important
What you have in front of you
Not to feel cowardly

To start over
To feel stronger
To feel what's important
To feel that it's never too late to start over

I have the power in my soul
My life is calm, it saves me
I trust in karma
And I won't let the alarm sound
I remove the burden in the long run
The dawn will always come

If you travel to Granada you must see the Alhambra
If you don't listen to this combo you don't like reggae
The message is playing and rising
Like leaves flying when the wind blows harder and I feel

I feel that the world is thirsty for more
And here we are the warriors of good over evil, oh nanana oh nanana
We are on the right side of the story and
I feel that the world is thirsty for more
And we have the ability to transform
Oh nanana nanana
The message is the first thing in ours

It's cypher number 5
In your ears again
It's cypher number 5
A class of humility and unity

Follow me, follow me, follow right now
Singin’ the music, the music the bros
The music bro
Reggae music soldier, bombo lord, lord

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Lady stop, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out

Don’t stop the music, baby
Kings of your movie
Come on, work, work, work
Work, work, work
Work, work, work it out