sueños

The guild of my gang and the respect of others to the divine school of power
Universal chance, molasses on the field the yard full of characters
Precise necessary drinking beer on the grass hey!
Brother take my hand and let's make a pact pact pact
Take the determination to have decision, action of prediction, solemnly buah!
Grace shot eminently visualize only my mathematical metric of life oh how crazy!
Street by street, move by move mutiny, I want to be able to express happiness
My anguish to the passionate global movement of rap hip-hop alone
Revolutionary, nothing to do with the glamour market or positions
Superficial, from the light of this same ear of my Chile this Chile that
Tell, give only what we are, in precocious coccyx I am under
The beats of my cut process oh!, did you see how you fell, like a message in
The mirage journey and all this in presence and punctuality, the shot
Of grace is a teaching to meditate, because what I feel

No one owns it we just carry it deep inside it's called dreams
No one owns it we just carry it deep inside they're called dreams

What others push away for not knowing their own human limits, their own flaws, we haven't won, in the end, a new day begins what fear look at my dates, look at my practices, every second is disappointments, look at my tactics, which in years condemn me taking over my history, making the set cardboard paper sir, recognize me, my only right is not to formalize, your skin waits to return to some day to its natural color
Radical, my hairs are questioning, Latin American race teaches
The review that today I write like Apollo with respect, I remember once
A time, a story without end, decision prediction obstacle, that in the
School I carry my studies, the stupid study, ear about the place
Yo! Pedro Juan and Diego are as free as I am, but in this maze
No one knows their destiny and it's words against deeds

No one owns it we just carry it deep inside they're called dreams
No one owns it we just carry it deep inside they're called dreams

Inevitable tragedies, comedians of days before, if they hadn't changed their attitude or opinion, maybe that's why today everyone feels like God, and they sit in a God like a reciprocal, redemption, now apocalyptic, real shit, how divine only with the light and you see stupidity, just like drugs and
Artichokes, cannabis seasonal dose, alkaloids and
Esoteric foods, pain, pain because I want them to put me in
This pastime

No one owns it we just carry it deep inside
They're called dreams

Suddenly hit, verse by verse, sativa saliva prose
That relieves, relieves desperation, of these lines made for the
Common good, the musical evolution I don't know where we're going to get, shots in the
Air, satirical cynical dances haha! Rapche rapche

No one owns it we just carry it deep inside they're called dreams
No one owns it we just carry it deep inside they're called dreams
No one owns it we just carry it deep inside they're called dreams
No one owns it we just carry it deep inside they're called dreams

Everyone at home water your plants, here comes Juan brush in the art of hip-hop
Here we are all like friends
Water your plants
Wandering there in the place