A Las Cosas Por Su Nombre

5 years later...

I removed the cobwebs from the mic and took it out of the chest,
and I swore I would always call things by their name,
whether you're doing it from your body or belly or you're shitting,
burp, belch, urine, pee, and that's it.
We lead a double life
always more person than artist, forgive me for telling you,
if you don't want to make money in rap, don't release an album,
hang your promo on the internet and that's it, you fool.
Not a single download, from the same one you brag about so much,
and a psychophony sounds on a tape recorded a thousand times,
call me to collaborate, rookie MC
and the best part of your CD will be my paragraph.
I feel lonely and sad
although I always know the time, in this desert of mine it's a big hourglass,
swollen heart to reduce inflammation,
I'll put ice with rum on this wound.
Loneliness is talking to myself and asking
how's work?, how's the day?, are you going out today?
and if I go out loneliness is talking with a scream and crying to it
and drinking it mixed with tears and still it tastes good.
Waiters in suits are monkeys with aprons,
I don't throw beers to thousands, you fools,
I could drink three rum and cokes in the same glass
and with the same ice you were thirsty, in a hurry and no time.
I put Hate in his life and it will make him happy, it will make him laugh,
and meanwhile I'm alone in a corner crying just because,
I'm a brother, a drunkard, and I entrusted my spirit
to the blessed Saint Chieftain of beautiful love.
Don't try to innovate with a weird tone and the voice
like you were shitting like Diango,
it could be hardcore rap that we fell in love with
when Erik Sermon left PMD we got soft,
how sad, right?, my love for rap didn't come from a cyber,
you're a flop like the faces of Bélmez or Ligre,
God forbid me to believe in the aforementioned,
and even less in a body with a black cassock and a pulpit.
I hope you die,
the one speaking to you now never succumbed to passing fads,
my father is rap, I am his offspring,
if it's not clear to you I'll whisper it in your ear through a megaphone.

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