REGGAE CYPHER VOL.3

I bring the pure and raw message for the moment
No empty words that break feelings
I will fight and break down the walls of lament
Ask me, and I will give you the dreams that are dead

Never did the demon give messages of love
But neither did the angel who abandoned us
Perhaps we look at the clock differently
But your heaven is the hell where love died

Political violence, criminal silence
Physical redemption until the dance ends
Typical styler, musical friar
Many promises, taken by the wind

Love-love-love
Feel the truth like me and my heart
No more, no more, no more
It's a reggae cypher
Feel the world

What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again

It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again

Wings sprouted on me and the desire to fly
In good times, I saw a full field, in bad times, a desert
A wall to decorate
My brothers serve as guides, my guiding star

Bite the threads
It hurts to even breathe
I just want to see the truth
I keep searching far from what you think

Easier than you think
Effort brings rewards
The experience is worth it if it's intense
Don't pull the rope if it's tense

They looked at the sunset with sadness
The stars returned their gaze with greatness
We saw ourselves blooming in the undergrowth
The beauty of the pieces, yes, they begin to fit

What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again

Fit bit the one, fit the two, with a bamboo mic
More turns than a passpartout
I feel in the old school
This magnetic kung-fu

It's a reggae magna tour
For the smiling souls that accompany Sasú
In the wings and Baloo, they are menu rhymes
Not from Belur exits, but quality from the south

Homie, always slowly, but I'm feeling like a gangster
Fit bit the two, fit the three, if you see me coming
That's why they call me king
And that was my becoming, to march or follow

I never had to choose, music chose me
I have nothing else to say
Cypher, Pure Negga
Love, Green Valley

Fire, Killah Man
Smoka' Chusterfield
Lighter, Rastachai
Metal, King Magnet
Original reggae cypher again

Eternal trap, internal war in the penguin village
Of those who align the antenna and those who are asleep
They shake, your emotions, like a barrel of wine
Ugly things, maybe in your ideas, but not here

I can't aim anymore, shoot without looking
At any vampire who wants to bite, bro'
If I say it, it's not for thinking
But to clarify what you're always thinking

Here he goes, the magnificent impossible to twist
Metal soulta my friend, yo'
Reggae warriors again
Making connections, Rasta connection
My new world
Praying for freedom, from them

What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again

No need for introduction, if the level exists
Surviving in Babylon, I wrote on paper
My problems when I finally understood
That to be happy, you just have to want

That there is only one life and it's for living
Always look for an alternative to continue
Never let them tell you it's not like that
And light up a bit of sativa to chill (hey)

Overcoming anxieties with ganja smoke
Stains of a tragic past on the court
We remain strong, their crap doesn't hook me
While others wait for them to arrive by boat

But I must the way you come, but I must the way you come from
Just pay attention to this sound
This is the original, Killah Man in command
Oh na, na-na

Look, I'm a warrior, legendary sound
I enjoy every second when I get on stage
I have fire on my lips, I continue like a mercenary
Giant steps and revolutionary heart

I feel it's necessary, let reggae sound in the neighborhoods
So the message sinks in and saves the wisest
An imaginary dream, burning bank checks
If it comes with bad vibes, better bro' change your itinerary

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya when the lion roars, real music plays
We come with it ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Kion's sound is the original sound
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, reggae from the heart is made in unity
Ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya!

What time is it?
It's time to burst the beat
(Flow the jungle in the street)
Reggae music party in
We will break the barriers created for you
For the lords have arrived and the voice is here again