Canzoosklei

Brother wake up
It's the indigo who is speaking
Another one representing between color whether you like it or not
And without a mask
Just a shameless neighborhood peasant
For several who hate the truth in my voice

It's Canserbero, I don't want to be last, nor first
I prefer to die standing than to live kneeling among money
I am a gentleman, I go without always turning my face
Not like those who in a concert of verses say nothing

I teach without books, I kill without bullets
I shine without bling-bling and fly without wings
I have my sword raised, in a twisted form
Whose lyrics would improve the world if some applied them

We are the proof of a sensible union
Different cultures at the core the same cause
Not like those ignorant ones who don't understand
That we call ourselves Latinos in rise instead of their aka

Well, I am humble like a great street man
But this Canserbero is worth more than your entire jeweler
Because I was born and raised in ghettos, that's why I sing and they left

In the name of those who were taken by fire
We are among the few singers who sing from the heart
And those who leave a message from song to song
To a clan in Europe with rap with a friend
Without messing with natives, like Christopher Columbus did

In my own way it brings me satisfaction
When I join the few who remain from the heart
Venezuela, Spain although it seems an abyss
When we talk about pain the problem is always the same

And that world that worsens every day
While everything has already become a garbage dump police
Even the anarchists themselves have hierarchy
They drink, smoke and do drugs while shouting anarchy

What a philosophy, they talk about freedom
But nothing more similar in reality than utopia
The path deviates, the government manipulates
Police corruption in youth has already become null

And the hippies, now have more money than anyone
And they call themselves Rastas and say they live on the street
The rappers have lost and have clung to their words
Everyone wants to be the one with the most, but the dumbest is the one who barks

In this time when everything is about money
Mate, I am a messenger, of love nothing is foreign
I am just a foreigner, mind and heart warrior
The government is not aware of the ghetto's problems

And there is a time when everything lost its course
And this world fell into the clutches of hatred in a second
Children die in all kinds of places on earth
The culprit is almost always the same son of a bitch

Yeah, today in the mind they seem to be empty
In those people with absurd ideology
We are united giving constructive criticism
Our way is respect, peace is the only way out

There are many problems in the world
Solutions are very few that I hear
Among so many songs, gentlemen
I raise my voice, in favor of good listeners
And not to force people
To do something they truly don't feel

Those who know understand, those who don't know lie
Those who pretend label us as insane
Some people see us as delinquents
Because of those who in their speech are not coherent

The nightclubs are full and the library is empty
Bolivar remains dead while the dollar rises
In my country the situation does not improve
Crimes increase, our values deteriorate

And the least I can do to make things change
Is to maintain inspiration and give a good message
This is elegant rap even though we walk without suits
We will always be there even if fashion goes up or down

Directed to those who raise their flag
Those who carry hip hop as a shield amidst gunfire
From my Maracay to your Magdalena
United by a single rap, Zooskleican, Venezuela

It's Maracay Spain
Arrived
Aha aha
Yeah yeah
It's Rapsusklei can supa
Indigos from Maracay yaoh
The jungle boy Rapsusklei eyou
Rapsusklei
Maracay is in the damn house, Venezuela yeyeye
Little supa
Yaoh
Kputo on the instrumental
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
Rapsusklei