Melaza
Tiro De Gracia
Molasses
We are humans, animals working in the urban sometimes we go to parties
the brightness of the glow never fades
because you always learn
you light the sativo incense blowgun santería
representing my rhythm
wow, now taking the pulse of the rhyme
pluto in mourning
it's my turn and now I spit on the ground
because I know I will find more ground
but, under the trees in their roots the bugs
tell me that I will always come back always to the same
neither the plague, nor death, nor the colonizers
tremors, reasons why I cannot be here
will overshadow the intention of silence in its essence
wake up
wake up, wake up, wake up
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a new day begins
I wake up early in the morning
I have some mates, I water the plants
give a slice, a morning apple turn good
companion and I eat it
and when it tastes like little
lunch
sometimes not
camino, stop
I keep walking
and I wonder where I will arrive
I will find my find
I don't pay attention, rebellious step
a glass of water
I get tired
I think rest sleep dream
and I need the smell of pleasure
the desire of love
the sex of a woman
I am the one who always remains like this
I am the one who always remains like this
SCOOBY DOOBIE BULLA in the house
that all the people who are here
raise their MOLASSES (hey)
we want to see the smoke in the air (dance)
people up humble spirit as I say yo-yo (hey)
Zum kamikaze through the air
that never stops
green green green path
red eye blue sky
and everything else you say
everything else you say
Ma men and Juanito freaky flava
here I am in my pachamama
shut up speak
the wise man proclaims
the prayer dictates
your lord of the rings of Zaturno
yezca-finga- life
life is hard as a wall
the world at my feet
Juan, throwing the verse
to the bitch, the war, the Z of Zaturno
the bitch, the war, the Z of Zaturno
the rúbulo, the star, the sphere
the rúbulo
the star
the sphere
SCOOBY DOOBY BULLA in the house
that all the people who are here
raise their MOLASSES (hey)
we want to see the smoke in the air (dance)
people up humble spirit as I say yo-yo (hey)
Zum Kamikaze through the air chk chk chk chk chk chk chk chk chk chk chk chk chk bahh