Mientras Duermen (feat. Negro Gonzalez, Warrior, Samurai, Norick y B.man)

[Negro Gonzalez]
There are many songs, many compositions
There are many teachings, wanderings, and depressions
Many tender moments where I understand my fears
Many tough moments to learn from the best
A lot of time in the neighborhood that has made me a man
Hip Hop lovers that make me so underground
Being away from our family for so long
From beings who love you, value you, and envy you
Today the old one arrives but dressed strangely
And sow some seeds for them to grow over the years
Practicing the routine, unloading in the booth
Improving every rhyme with respect and discipline
They are the samples on the corner, the moment I complain
What else dries the eyes to feel they are not far away
That's the rap school where every day ends
Just like in Bogotá, in Puerto or in Lima

[Warrior]
The craft of a poet is more than filling this notebook
More than a suitcase full of labels
Feel the trumpet, MCs who respect it
The features are created here in a lollipop
More than a representation, listen to this argument
So you can feel why I feel content
I find myself thousands of kilometers away
Immortalizing what I'm going through on this microphone
Nothing is a coincidence (I don't believe in luck)
The trust deal is with those who go hard, until death
This is Latin America, if you want the highest level in terms of lyrics
You have to aim high, pure jibber-jabber
Selling records and performing, we earn money
While some think we're kicking cans
Here we dedicate more than a suit and tie

[Norick]
If suddenly it were up to me, I would make it so
The night doesn't end so I can fly
Through that melody that only appears when the sun sets and everyone usually rests
And many things are at stake, and I know it well
But here I am willing to give a hundred percent
It's another one where I say I'm sure I'm going
If thanks to my effort I'm here

[Samurai]
At the border's limit, the tired night arrives at my abode
The city is off, distracted, sleepless, the night makes its entrance
With its muses dressed in black, in love with its bewitched music
The neighborhoods shine, twinkling from the mountain under the beautiful stars
Fractured, hypnotized, they remain static, the night will be the psychiatric, traumatic accomplice, lunatic companion
Keeping my soul and in lunatic
My prison has no bars but it's full of sorrows and unsympathetic laughs
That smile when they burn between lyrics, kinetics, poetic obscenities (and my sorrows)
Not very sympathetic, they cry, awaken in the almost human night, the ghosts
Of insomnia leave the paper in flames
The microphone in ashes, shattered in the morning, so I wait for the night
The night waits for the morning

[Norick]
Almost no one sleeps well anymore, and like me, they feel it around here too
And something inside me tells me that writing, which already calms me
Will give me to calm my sleep and start imagining what I'll do next
I'm sure that the time invested is worth the pain
And it wouldn't have been the same moments
Instrumentals that equal what I lost
When I made the decision to be an MC
I care little, almost nothing
Because I feel I have gained more than I thought
Product of my effort, I found myself in Bogotá writing a song with a Colombian and a Puerto Rican
It gives me wherever my mind creates and while Warrior samples rhymes at my side
Spectral cousin, don't lower the volume, let the sound flow, let those who want to join

If suddenly it were up to me, I would make it so
The night doesn't end so I can fly
Through that melody that only appears when the sun sets and everyone usually rests
And many things are at stake, and I know it well
But here I am willing to give a hundred percent
It's another one where I say I'm sure I'm going
If thanks to my effort I'm here