Seguiremos Dando Hip Hop

[Zenit]
At that shitty joint, by hook or by crook, flips from posers can't make me see it.
Better to go back to being a Bacalao joint than to keep being a hip hop joint without knowing how to do it.

[Zenit]
Don't beat around the bush, you look like koalas, tell my rap if you really want to stop it.
Rap like the one that always caresses my tonsils, don't get it wrong, you know no one can do it.
If you stand under my rhymes, you get soaked. Only my people can have an umbrella.
If you see me, join hands with mine, my hands are busy, your face should be grateful.
A utopian wish like stopping bullets, only one person can grant it. Bravo heart, like William Wallace, and being 9-9-5 times more you can defeat it, rhymes from the streets, you know, nights at the Palace, after winning great battles like that I must do it.
Coming soon Zenit in the best venues, if you don't know him, damn it, come to meet him.

[El Chojin]
Against everyone, so calmly, come try it now with me. I'm ready, I have a mic, a beat playing, and right here I have room to tell you what it's like to mess with me, hey-hey look closely at what you're doing, it's not a good idea to have Chojin as an enemy. My life has been anything but calm, I've seen so many things, so many lies, so many tough guys who turned out to be chickens, who would say that nowadays no one is what they seemed, but I learned the lesson and now it's me, I'm the one taking control. Life is just hip hop, a lot of hurdles, a lot of jumps, a lot of jams, a lot of years doing nothing waiting. Not anymore, I tell you that El Chojin now knows that on the impassable road, there are cowardly travelers, who face life in the easiest way, acting normal, doing what everyone does, I tried to be normal, but it doesn't work for me, to behave normal and be presentable, but when you're into rap there's no turning back, you can't be normal or adapt in an environment where hatred is in the air, I hate you, are you all coming against me? I'm going against everyone, turning the other cheek is nonsense. Chojin, Zenit, Zatu, hustlers.

[Chorus]
Who's afraid to fight against everyone? Not us, we don't owe you any favors. What we earn, we'll deserve it, hate us, we'll keep giving hip hop. (X2)

[Zatu]
Thinking about it, my life has been 23 sabbatical years, always with a math problem, you know, I've been a flower in the attic where bad luck, for not having met you for 13 years, and I'm capable of spending an hour listening to the crackling of a record, all because I'm too lazy to get up and flip it, I'm lazy, I assure you I like what I get and I love that loose phrase structure. Here I am like an instrumental of the boss, pure soul, I can bring out what I have inside, today is January first, I hope this year goes well, keep taking care of myself and being honest, hash, tobacco, paper, lighter, and an ashtray, that's all I ask - sing well - I work hard on it, leaving my bones, the dog is loose even if he's sad, I don't behave the same as when you met me, I've been stealing seconds from life, after a year we seem like strangers, don't ask me for more, I did it in secret and left crumbs along the way so I wouldn't get lost and you wouldn't tell me: -Zatu, you don't shelter me anymore-, I'm sorry but right now I don't need to carry more weight, my horse is tired. I live under a cloud of smoke under a cloudy sky and that's how I do it, there are no choruses in my music, if I did something wrong I won't fix it with an excuse me, it's not my style, my style is to keep it alive, I believe in it and that's why I live, I didn't go anywhere on weekends, I like weekdays, what the hell do you want me to do, take pills, snort cocaine, or screw a horny girl who doesn't even know why the heat controls her, it's not my style, it's not my style, it's not my style, damn, I'm as scratched as a record, if you see me talking too much, pinch me or pass me that red apple so I can take a bite. What's up, is God going to kick me out of paradise? I have paradise in my apartment and only my grandma can kick me out, if one day I shit myself, tell me, who will come to clean me? or promise to love me until death comes to take me, in Seville I didn't care about a cop and in France a gendarme, I know no one can tie me down, that's why I'll fly before I get disarmed, and I kiss myself in the mirror because I want to wish myself luck, every morning I wake up and wonder why I'm so intense, how to put my life on paper and not on canvas, and I thank I don't know what if Lorenzo comes out, dogs also like sweets not just kibble, that's why I think, think, that's why I move forward dodging, that's why I write, write, that's why I'm known, that's why I'm a lucky bastard, that's why I don't stay home every day and go out to see you, that's why I do what I do, whatever I want, I'll pee on your laundry, I love smoking when I poop and all those hidden pleasures, sometimes I don't like who I am, I slip through the cracks but always come out on top like good shit.

[Zenit]
Ah-ah! Yeah! Tell us you want us, challenge us, there's no way out, Zenit, Chojin, Zatu, you see, working side by side. Watch what you do or you'll sink in the mud, idiot your face, idiot your nickname.