Aquel Que Había Muerto

Time has passed and many things have changed
New singers and new fashions have emerged
But the world still has the same scene
Joy but also sadness
Love but also hate
And this one who speaks to you
He has walked through the shadow of the valley of death
Knowing the two sides of life
And compiling episode by episode
To bring it this day and sow it in your consciousness

Time has passed and many things have changed
New singers and new fashions have emerged
Yesterday I was dead and today I am alive

Look, look at me
He who had died came out of the tombs
And now he fights back with what he learned
The voice of experience with power returned

Listen
Look, look at me
He who had died came out of the tombs
And now he fights back with what he learned
The voice of experience with power returned

Listen
Day by day I sing my thoughts and represent
Day by day I have everyone more attentive
Day after day they try to take my seat
But day by day I know that I am still the most violent
Because the violent ones are those who steal
The kingdom of heaven where we never throw ourselves
Those of us who create mature music and express
What is necessary for us to learn and grow
Listen up kid

You know what I bring is action
Looking closely at what your reaction is
Come and say now
Not only for the satisfaction
If not for the battle against destruction
Take it away, take it away
The giggle, sita

That mocks the message that agitates you, agitates you
So tell me, tell me
Before you comment, pin
Sing something that not only rhymes, rhymes

Little rapper who has just been born
What happens is that I can't understand you?
That on side A you want to advise
And on the B side you want to murder
Funny kid, you sing only for fame and money
You learn from my chewy brownie-like lyrics
Food like Tony the Tiger cereal
And pleasant as honey

Open your eyes and find out for yourself
That he who was thought dead has risen from the abyss
As always happens, even if many do not want it
I come back like the fox when you least expect it, okay?

Look, look at me
He who had died came out of the grave
And now he fights back with what he learned
The voice of experience with power returned
Listen

Look, look at me
He who had died came out of the tombs
And now he fights back with what he learned
The voice of experience with power returned

Many claim to be lyrical and try to deceive the world
Saying a thousand words per second
But they don't make sense because their content is not real
They try to do something special but end up the same
Repetitions, many give advice but do not give solutions
They only seek fame to obtain positions
Seeking fan reactions
But with that style, failure is automatic

Maniac, don't deceive the minds of innocents anymore
If you want to be different, don't pretend to be a criminal anymore
Because it's time you looked for another tactic
Well, you have the talent, but you need a lot of practice
Now I'm back with the real flow
Well, the one who had died today returns with a new show
You come pulling out the seed that does not grow and putting
In its place the one that does not perish
F 30 the rapper, reporter

The new hiphoppa', aka gotchapapa
Urban love, soldier hookup
Soaring like an eagle taking flight
Contaminating with the ecoli virus
Not with philosophies but with the word
Falling like thunder that shakes
Graduate of Proverbs 3:13 Academy
7th poet, master of ceremonies, tells you
Introducing the new vc, check the flavor, so

Lord of mercy, put action
Make way for the King of Kings when he comes to your section
Spreading the good news of salvation
To the only thing left of the generation
I have an enemy who wants to crush me
Cha ku cha ku chu ku cha ku cha
But every time he attacks he can only try
Cha ku cha ku chu ku cha ku cha
Aggressive I come with the beastly sound
Cha ku cha ku chu ku cha ku cha
With dad's permission they can't stop me anymore
Cha ku cha ku chu ku cha ku cha

I come to put pressure on
Deal with the situation
I speak from the heart
I fight for the blessing
I watch over my condition
Because drug addiction
Does not respect position
Neither your education

Make way, rookie, listen to me
Your way of expressing yourself to the world is backward
Your music tells us about learning to hit bullets
My music teaches you to mature and take steps

Look, look at me
He who had died came out of the tombs
And now he hires with what he learned
The voice of experience returns with power

Listen
Look, look at me
He who had died came out of the tombs
And now he fights back with what he learned
The voice of experience returns with power
Listen