De 0 a 100 (part. ZPU, El Chojin y Locus)

I live from zero to one hundred
Far from: We'll see if this works out
If I love you, I go all in
If I hate you, screw you
I switch from rock metal to Zen music
When I speak, I do it with passion
When I kiss, I do too
When I fuck, I transform and make you my hostage
If I fall, I get up stronger
I'm scared of death, but at the same time, I have faith
If you leave, I get drunk
If you stay, you know who I am
I don’t have an office, I write under the sun
I get mad over any bullshit, then I smile
The bitch with me and the serious one to the river
Impatient since I was a kid, they say
I think I'm brave and determined in everything I did
I'm gonna cry because you left and left me like a dog
Then if I drink, maybe I’ll curse your dead
I don’t have a middle ground, I live with it
You're with me or you're my enemy, and I go for the throat
I like the taste of the bottom
If I sink, I don’t sink a little, I go all the way down
Because the best part of the pit is the silence
The best part of the pit is you don’t get out without paying a price
You can come out softer or break the mold
And that’s when you’ll go from boy to man
My heart goes thump, thump, thump
Like high heels, heel, heel
When I see you in the living room, room, room
And you make a slutty face, slut, slut
I live the cold of Pluto, the heat of the sun
The hangover of a low, the night the high
I go from pawn to king, I’m a bastard
What I have that’s biggest is my heart, bro

I go from summer to winter in no time
Here certainty stumbles and creates doubts
If inside I carry more than what shows
It’s that the beauty of my twelve moons feels big
Sometimes I can’t stand life and other times I devour it
It’s not what happens, it’s how I take it
More the worn face than the shiny chrome
The bullet that goes from silver to lead
At the speed of lightning and late like thunder
I won’t keep quiet about how much we love each other
I won’t stay silent even if they fuck you
And the ticket to my show isn’t what it’s worth, it’s those who hear me
They hear, hear, the siren sounds
The hand stretched out in case it burns me
Because I’ve been everything but a fucking coward
And if it burns, live, if you’ll suffer, good luck
Welcome to the club of those who would be
That thing about walking in the middle
There are YouTube videos that would explain it
But I don’t take almost anyone seriously
Then I worry about every little thing, I’d act like sympathy was the remedy
But it wouldn’t be, and one day I’d give everything and end up in the cemetery
No, don’t give me an award, give me flesh
I love you for life or until I bleed out
Bring another troublemaker, I’m hungry
I’m a giant like Andre
I feel small for what I bring that’s big
I want to be organized but I love being a mess
Two Lancaster cannons, the blockbuster movie
I’m as much an apprentice as a master
From shy to gangster
From hell to Eden
A white dove with a shot in the head
A Nakamura twist with potatoes from Jaén
The frying pan by the handle, bad or good
If I go from zero to one hundred, stop that train
If it touches my skin, it’s steel and satin
If they see what’s inside and don’t run away
It’ll be that it’s time to love me well, amen

I go from zero to one hundred, from zero to one hundred
It’s my curse and my comfort
I won’t give up, I know how to break
I know I’ll always fix myself again
I go from zero to one hundred, from zero to one hundred
That’s where I live, in the extremes
I go from zero to one hundred, from zero to one hundred
And I don’t regret it, I celebrate it

Hey, if their music is harmless, tell me what it brings me
If it plays everywhere, why should I care?
Simple lyrics for dumb rich kids
A simple rhythm for short-minded people
With no message and even less thought
They charge like they really have talent
Brother, art implies positioning
If not, it just stays entertainment
That’s why I go from zero to one hundred
If every time I grab the mic, I shout fuck them
I won’t leave anything in the inkpot, who
Can put shackles on an idea, come
I always go up on that stage to kill or die
To let out all that shit they don’t want to hear
My plan B is my plan A, but with more wings, more desire, more bullets, surrounded by my crew
And I do it out of vocation
Because it’s exhausting to depend on their validation
Locus, you’re a bastard
Because you live in the moment and get an ovation
No, I think with everything I’ve seen
I should have more blabber than Risto
But I’m just a burned-out hippie like Jesus Christ
The difference is I actually exist
My soul is one that no one can save anymore
A master is only one who doesn’t let himself be tamed
I cling tightly to what’s left of my authenticity because
I care about the destination, not the speed, it’s
Less than zero, it’s always shit that comes after a but
Hey, half measures for half-assed people
I’m a client enough to stop the whole winter
I make rap because for me it’s like fire
Because sometimes I want to sink the system and see a new world
Other times I do it just for the love of the game
Other times to shine a little light on the ego
The brother-in-law who leaves and closes the door
The ant hill crushed by the revolt
I catch them early, I kill them slow
How small the world is and I’m growing so much

Zero, that’s the moment I don’t want to be
Like good coffee, intense
They say the middle point is better, I don’t know
I’ve never touched it, I can’t know
Everything I feel is fire or ice
I have no remedy and I confess
I don’t want to have it, if zero is the price for touching one hundred, then I accept it
Because I don’t want a piece, I want it whole
I can’t settle for less
Give me an experience and I’ll devour it to the bone
Without using utensils, with my fingers
It’s euphoria and depression, heaven and hell
The pain like a step I take when I ascend
It’s that immense weight
I want an eternal verse
And it’s the disappointment when I see I don’t reach it
And there are those who see me and say sensible
I don’t know if there’s sense in being obsessed with the ups and downs
But the case is, and listen to me
My failure isn’t in not achieving it, it’s in having it
Eternal war between chest and brain
I advise you not to bark, dog
Bored of the noise in the ring
I take out the bullfighter or die

I go from zero to one hundred, from zero to one hundred
It’s my curse and my comfort
I won’t give up, I know how to break
I know I’ll always fix myself again
I go from zero to one hundred, from zero to one hundred
That’s where I live, in the extremes
I go from zero to one hundred, from zero to one hundred
And I don’t regret it, I celebrate it