Baby Rasta peleando con mi musica

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My music is real
It is what I use to defend myself
While she travels
And she remains hanging out among the landlords
When the children in the streets play
This is how I live my illegal life
Fighting with my music
Make way, the spoiled one arrived
Shh, shh panw, stay seated
My dementia comes out if they are cucando me
There is no one who can if I am upset
To hell if you keep talking about me
If you are with me mordio, shoot yourself
I'm not a hundred dollar bill
Nor am I interested in you liking me
I will continue to be the leader
Standing hidden without knowing
What you hide from your mind
And don't look without saying what my heart feels
And what the hell do you think you are
In telling me what I have to do
br/>I will not change because my music will die
And if the radio does not play for me on the stage I will be standing
Support me, screw you
I will continue © selling records púdranse
I already told you that you can't fuck with me
And if you fuck with me I swear I'm going to sweep your neck
Get out and move away
If you don't want to get hit, avoid me
I haven't lost a war nor will I lose one
Only God knows I will never give up
(Cheka Illegal Life)
If they want to do harm to you
Don't let yourself be defeated by anyone
You alone against ten
It doesn't matter how many people there are
You have a chance
( Cheka Illegal Life)
There is only one life
And if you ask me how to do it
I only fall on tiptoe
I'm already tired of the same thing
I'm going to kill these bastards
Whether it's a gun, paper or a pencil
I've never cared about winning a Grammy
I've been selling records since the '90s
Daddy mess with me You're crazy
I don't hesitate, I'll empty your comb
You better not upset me
Because otherwise the tension is going to be very strong
What a bastard believe
To imitate what I started
What I started with the noise
My music took me to so many countries
I implanted my genre and hit
To north to south west and east
Latin America and also the U.S.A.
Against the government I was one of the few who fought
And against its censorship I confronted them
If you remember '92
When Rosello fucked
And with the guards he didn't confiscate the records
He treated us like criminals
Marginalizing our gender for no reason
And I am coping with the situation
And you are fighting for no reason
And now the door has opened
With my friends I will control the new generation
(Cheka Illegal Life)
If they want to harm you
Don't let yourself be defeated by anyone
You alone against ten
No matter how much people be
You have a chance
(Cheka Illegal Life)
Life is only one
And if you ask me how to do it
I just fall flat!
I am here to claim what is mine
And to let people know that even if
I don't think they are here, I will be alive
This is not It's for no one, this is for them to get stung
And now talk all that shit about me
To see if a little bit of me will be able to resist
Stream of unhappy people haha, haha
And this rap rhythm is put by the one who sings
And Cheka Illegal Life Records makes tracks

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