INSTINTO (part. ELENA ROSE)

Here we go again

It's a matter of instinct
The ability to think differently
I have the skill to escape my mazes
If I've created an unbreakable bond with what I paint
That's why I can tell that hip-hop is almost extinct
Don't try it if you don't know what it feels like
To hear the beat that goes straight to the subconscious
In that subliminal loop that hooks your mind
And suddenly it turns into a climax until death (the weakness)

Strong words, manifesting in the present tense
Songs that will wake up dormant brains
The generational feeling of our continent
Resilient enough to raise the voice of my people
A beating heart, intelligent emotions, textile captives
Marginal among criminals
From my mom's womb with the same spirit
Breaking with the mic
This is forever! (What!)

Shout it out loud
Forever (animal)
Shout it out loud!
Forever!

Shout it out loud!
(This is forever)
(Forever)
(One, two, one two)

Sweat and blood
Working to satisfy the hunger
Constantly, I wake up early and go to bed late
The sounds are coming
All for the art, family is the most important
May my people never lack bread and peace
Walk and jump without hesitation, keep moving forward
The sculptor of the most ignorant style
Who will have his name printed in art history books

I value every treasure I found
I crossed the globe just with smuggled rhymes
The foundation is respect and faith to achieve something
But with class, without dropping it, like Juan Arango
I rapped at big festivals in hundreds of joints
I've written conscious albums and rap for the thugs
You in a stupid room ranting
What I've done with my twenties of work, and I don't know for how long

I don't lose my spirit
If I can practice for a partner
I've been in this game for years
It made me an animal

Forever!
Shout it out loud!
Forever!
Forever!
Forever!

Caribbean, animal
Caribbean, animal, free
My light shines!

I am, the presence of God
If it arrived, it lit up, baby
Who said fear?
I lived it, no one told me
A warrior, that's me
They watch over me from the sky
No, yes, hold the pressure
Ask for the blessing
Venezuela is no joke
Venezuela is no joke
Baby
Who said fear?