Contra Todos

For the fucking shit hole
For the good and the bad
Flips of a show-off can't see me
Better to go back to being a codfish bar
Than being a hip hop bar without knowing how to be one

Don't beat around the bush, you look like koalas
Tell my rap that you really want to stop it
Rap like the one that always caresses my tonsils
Don't get it wrong, you know I can't do it
If you stand under my rhymes, you get soaked
An umbrella, only my people can have it
If you see me, join your hands with mine
My hands are busy, your face to thank
A utopian wish
Like stopping the bullets
There is only one person who can grant it
Bravo heart, his like William Wallace
And being 995 times more, you can overcome it
Rhymes from the street, you know, nights at the palace
After winning great battles like the one in Guadalupe
Coming soon, Zenit in the best venues
If you don't know him, damn, come meet him
Against everyone
That's right, there's no one who can come and try it with me
I'm ready, I have a mic
A rhythm plays and right here I have a place to tell you what playing with me
Hey, look closely at what you're doing
I don't see what you want, look at The Chojin, man
My life has been everything but calm
I've seen so much trouble
So many lies, so much bullshit
So many roosters that turned out to be hens
Who would say that nowadays no one is what they seemed
But I learned the lesson and now it's me, it's me
Who takes control
Life is just hip hop
A lot of walls, a lot of jumps
A lot of traffic jams, a lot of years without doing anything, waiting
I tell you, The Chojin now knows that there is no impassable path
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
Behaving normal
And being 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 breathed, I hate you all
You come against me, all
I go against everyone
Turning the other cheek is nonsense
Chojin, Zenit, Zatu
Looking for lives

Who's afraid to fight against everyone
We don't owe you any favors, what we win we'll deserve
Goodbyes, we'll keep giving hip hop (2)

Thinking about it, my life has been 23 sabbatical years, always with a math problem
You know, I've been the 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 skip of a record and not getting up to turn it over
I'm lazy, I assure you, I like what I get and I love that loose phrase writing
Here I am with an instrumental from the boss, pure soul, I can bring out what I have inside
Today is January 1st, I hope this year goes well, I hope to keep taking care of myself and be an honest guy
There's tobacco, rolling paper, a lighter, and an ashtray, I only ask for that
Singing well, I work 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 later and you wouldn't tell me Zatu, you no longer shelter me
I'm sorry, but right now I don't need to ride with more weight, my horse is tired, I live under a cloud of one who is under a cloudy sky
And that's how I do it
There are no choruses in my music, if I did something wrong, I don't plan to fix it with an excuse
It's not my style, my style is to keep it alive, I believe in it and that's why I live
You haven't gone anywhere on weekends
I like weekdays, what the hell do you want me to do
Taking pills, snorting cocaine
Or fucking a horny girl who doesn't know why the heat dominates her
It's not my style (3)
Damn, I'm as scratched as a record
If you see that I talk too much, give me a pinch or pass me that red apple so I can take a bite
What, God is 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 on myself, tell me who will come to clean me
Or promise to love me until death takes me
In Seville, I don't give a damn about a cop and in France, a gendarme
I know no one can tie me down
That's why I'll fly before I fall apart
And I kiss myself in the mirror because I want to wish myself luck
Every morning I get up and think how intense I am
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, I think
That's why I move, dodge
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 in each day and go out to see you
That's why I do what I want
I'll pee in your sink, I love smoking when I poop
And all those hidden pleasures
Sometimes I don't like being who I am
I hide in the shadows but always
I come out on top like good shit

Tell us you love us, give us, there's no way, Zenit, Chojin, Zatu, Kraze, working side by side
Take care of what you do, you'll sink in the mud
Idiot your face and idiot your nickname