Escuchar Comprendeme - Ivan Villazon & Saul Lallemand
Letras
Me Arrepiento (Zion y Lennox)
ZION
yo no se ni que hacer
yo no se ni que hacer
yo no puedo entender
que no me quieras ver
que de mi no queras saber
despues de todo lo que hemos pasado
no me resisto no y no y no
me entiendes
que solo fue un beso (entiendeme)
lo entiendes que solo fue un momento
comprende que yo me arrepiento
"mami,por favor entiendeme"
"que no fue mi culpa"
"soy humano y me equivoco"
LENNOX
mamacita con el corazon en la mano
vengo hoy
a decirte que cometo errores
humano soy
no fue mi intension
herir tu corazon
y quiero que sepas que tan arrepentido estoy
no es lo que piensas
no es lo que crees
me tendieron una trampa
y cai en las redes
entiendeme solo por una vez
escuchame y con delicades
ZION
yo no se ni que aser
yo no puedo entender
que no me quieras ver
que de mi no queras saber
despues de todo lo que hemos pasado
me niego no y no y no
me entiendes
que solo fue un beso
lo entiendes que solo fue un momento
comprende que yo me arrepiento
LENNOX
esa vez fui victima de la situacion
todo sucedio en varios segundos
me descuiede y ella se aprovecho
comprende que eres la duena de mi corazono
no es lo que piensas
no es lo que crees
me tendieron una trampa
y cai en las redes
comprendeme te lo pido otra vez
escuchame entiendeme
ZION
yo no se ni que aser
yo no puedo entender
que no me quieras ver
que de mi no queras saber
despues de todo lo que hemos pasado
me niego no y no y no
me entiendes
que solo fue un beso
lo entiendes que solo fue un momento
comprende que yo me arrepiento
yeiiiiiiiii,yeiiiiiiiii,yeiiiiiiiii.......
ZION BABY "toma" y LENNOX
"toma,toma......"
otro exito
Entre El Amor Y Los Halagos (Ricky Martin)
Yo quisiera quererte
Lo sabes bien
Que no puedo entregarme
Tambien
Me pareces sincera
Pero aun asi
No me siento empapado
De ti
Tengo pocos amigos
o lo que es igual
No los siento conmigo
Cuando estoy mal
Cuando estoy arriba
Vienen a mi
No quisiera que fueras asi
Yo quisiera confiar
Poderme ilusionar
Poder amar y ser amado
Yo no puedo ser feliz
Pues no se distinguir Entre el amor y los halagos
Yo prefiero no soñar
Vivir mirando al mar,
Como un ermitaño
Yo quisiera quererte
Comprendeme
Solo es un problema de fe.
No se como lo haremos
Decidelo
Sabes bien lo que pienso del amor
Yo quisiera confiar
Poderme ilusionar
Poder amar y ser amado
Yo no puedo ser feliz,
Pues no se distinguir
Entre el amor y los halagos
Yo prefiero no soñar
vivir mirando al mar
como un ermitaño
Incluso tu,
La imagen del amor,
Que carta jugaras
Entre el amor y los halagos
U Got Shot (EPMD)
featuring 215 8 Off Agallah
"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked
Who's there? Another mother**in hardrock" > ODB
"Whoa ho hoh let me like slow up with the flow" > ODB
"Introducing yo ** that nigga's name!" > ODB
"If you wanna step to my mother**in rep
Chk chk BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW blown traject'" > ODB
"Gimme my **in shit chk chk BLAOW!" > ODB
"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.."
[Parrish Smith]
On my knees at the mercy of God
Straight up back up I keeps it hard
You like to watch but can't touch this nigga
or catch a charge
Papichulo, with karate chops, just like judo
**in coolo make you quit rap and go sing with Menudo
Underground's where we live and that's where we'll be when you leave
Overachieve, I'd rather be rockin Apollo Creed
Time to speak up, faggot niggaz droppin these weak cuts
We're the b-boys, hows about some hardcore in the speakers
for the Mic Dons, ??
??, PMD shinin with my stripes on
in the saddle, ** around, get your shit rattled
No paddles up shit's creek when time to battle
Same place, same bat time, so ** a bat channel
This nigga, object of game, get your pockets bigger
Biggie, Pac, and Eaze - one love, them still my **in niggaz
[215]
We don't need no gat, just cock me **in back
and watch me spitfire my ?volerical? fact
It's a sign of a miracle that, my iron spittin
ain't peelin your cap, me and the devil had a spiritual chat
Cause I'm eviler with lyrical rap
than a black cat, on a black night, and I'm black
in the moonshinin, I'm sippin Starsky and Hutch
while my rims blindin, while P rollin the Dutch
Cause I'm too much for ma's and grandpa's to solve
Roll the windows to your cars, when out at large
Who the **'s in charge? Charles Laston Sauls
I got his mom suckin my balls like a fresh pack of Halls
Right hand to Allah, I'm the roughest of the raw
Nobody's ever seen what they seen and never saw
when I jump in my car, they go ooh and ahh
EPMD, 215, and 8-Off Agallah
[8-Off]
Yo 215, who the ** was them cats up in the car?
One of them got a gat, the other one wanna spar
Jumpin out the car, pop a trunk, swingin crowbars
Stick up my seeds in my fiends for the G's
People low self-esteem rockin the gleam, hotter than steam
When I blow off the top I got this cream like Bill Rothstein
And when I rob unique excitement is, why you scream
So put your hands together, get your mans together
Here's the plan together here's the gun together let's run together
Soldier mind crime nigga, bitch-down live nigga
8-Off's gonna hit em like, five niggaz, suprise niggaz
[Erick Sermon]
Aiyyo you hit em like that
I bust em from the back, to the extreme
Hit em up, make em scream like a bitch
And switch up, for the mix up, and dig a ditch up
and bounce, then for luck, I throw a six up
And hook off like Prince Naseem a head
Duck yo' head, or go inside instead
Step to me bourgeoise? Fancy as Dandy?
You get killed, like you was Jon-Benet Ramsey
And some of y'all just plain civilians
Talkin shit, and never even seen a million
Actin like y'all Sicilians, when y'all niggaz
with small figures, and chasin gold diggers
(Mother**ers) Don't even come up to me yappin
Or you'll Die Hard with Bruce and Sam Jackson
Right now, you wanna duel, you fool
I'm a Dogg 4 Life like my nigga Ja Rule
Who wanna flex, with the influential
with mad credentials on instrumentals we're too essential
The mic and the beat, now shit's complete
for me to kick your ass, for talkin trash, punk
"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked
Who's there? Another mother**in hardrock" -> ODB
"Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with the flow" -> ODB
"Introducing, yo ** that nigga's name!" -> ODB
"If you wanna step to my mother**in rep
Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW, blown traject'" -> ODB
"Gimme my **in shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" -> ODB
"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.."
The Velocity Of Saul At The Time Of His Conversion (Okkervil River)
Loosen the wire, your time has expired
The only word left is goodbye
In my new dream the light's shining on me
little needles of sodium unstitch the seams of the sky
Hold your head higher, the heavenly choir
Is settling in for the night
And where I had friends, I am left with loose ends
Four hours of vision exchanged for four hours of fright
But enough of "the fight"
Enough "you and I"
Enough of "prevail" or "walk in the light"
While the angels stand by I get high as a kite
I'm too tired to smile
Or know that I'm right
Am I right?
And all our best-laid plans, well, they crumbled in our hands
Our flags fell where they'd fanned
You held in your breath long after projections of death
You sat in the waiting rasping and gasped on dry land
But the audience is tired, we've had enough fire
We're entereing the age now of ice
And I, feeling older, pull off to the shoulder
And wonder, with my head in my hands, should I call my wife?
And say "Enough 'you and I'
Enough of 'the fight'
Enough of 'prevail' or 'walk in the light'
While the angels stand by I get high as a kite
I'm too tired to smile
Or know that I'm right"
Enough "you and I"
Enough of "the fight"
Enough of "prevail" or "walk in the light"
And when the spacecraft came down
I was left on the ground
Will you keep me around
Will you help me survive
After my time?
Release (Blackalicious)
(Release)
(Release)
(Release)
[Gift of Gab]
Prevalent melanin elephant bailin
And carrying sedatives that'll give average lettermen callouses
Wrecking with savageness, catalyst
battling rappers'll stagger right after the dagger is left in
it
Cherish ? (Release) Attica
Shatter your algebra with calculus (give it up)
Damage your pattern I'm pounding you so fabulous (give it up)
Enough is enough is enough and I'm busting up outta this shell
In eruption and rupture your structure the f**k with you
(Release)
Up in you and cut you a costumer
Huffing and puffing, discussing absolutely nothing, disgusting
Plus I'm feeling me rushing up in your country percussion
No woman gets struck in the boundaries
Wake up if your lunging, I'm something, you're nothing
(Release)
Now come see grunting, I'm hunting
For one emcees running
I'm stomping my foot through your army
They couldn't have stopped me with shoties
Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of
societies
And survivors still remain alive (Release) emcees
Thriving to flow, opting to go
five hundred and fifty-five syllables to go
Split em' with subliminal intentional dentinal pro
Unlimited flow unriveted, inhibited, vindited
Now you can't get rid of it like (Release) business
Magnificent, intimate, in it with, in a minute, gonna be in a
nicks
In it with a gig, big fat heads like eggs Benedict
Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release
[Saul Williams]
Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the time I caught up to freedom I was out of breath
Grandma asked me what I'm running for
I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for
What mothers birth their youngens for
And some say Jesus coming for
For all I know the earth is spinning slow
Suns at half mast 'cause masses ain't aglow
On bended knee, prostrate before an altered tree
I've made the forest suit me
Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter versus spirit
A metal ladder
A wooden cross
A plastic bottle of water
A mandala encased in glass
A spirit encased in flesh
Sound from shaped hollows
The thickest of mucus released from heightened passion
A man that cries in his sleep
A truth that has gone out of fashion
A mode of expression
A paint splattered wall
A carton of cigarettes
A bouquet of corpses
A dying forest
A nurtured garden
A privatized prison
A candle with a broken wick
A puddle that reflects the sun
A piece of paper with my name on it
I'm surrounded
I surrender
All
All that I am I have been
All I have been has been a long time coming
I am becoming all that I am
The spittle that surrounds the mouth-piece of the flute
Unheard, yet felt
A gathered wetness
A quiet moisture
Sound trapped in a bubble
Released into wind
Wind fellows and land merchants
We are history's detergent
Water soluble, light particles, articles of cleansing breath
Articles amending death
These words are not tools of communication
They are shards of metal
Dropped from eight story windows
They are waterfalls and gas leaks
Aged thoughts rolled in tobacco leaf
The tools of a trade
Barbers barred, barred of barters
Catch phrases and misunderstandings
But they are not what I feel when I am alone
Surrounded by everything and nothing
And there isn't a word or phrase to be caught
A verse to be recited
A man to de-fill my being in those moments
I am blankness, the contained center of an "O"
The pyramidic containment of an "A"
I stand in the middle of all that I have learned
All that I have memorized
All that I've known by heart
Unable to reach any of it
There is no sadness
There is no bliss
It is a forgotten memory
A memorable escape route that only is found by not looking
There, in the spine of the dictionary the words are worthless
They are a mere weight pressing against my thoughtlessness
But then, who else can speak of thoughtlessness with such
confidence
Who else has learned to sling these ancient ideas
like dead rats held by their tails
so as not to infect this newly oiled skin
I can think of nothing heavier than an airplane
I can think of no greater conglomerate of steel and metal
I can think of nothing less likely to fly
There are no wings more weighted
I too have felt a heaviness
The stare of man guessing at my being
Yes I am homeless
A homeless man making offerings to the after-future
Sculpting rubber tree forests out of worn tires and shoe soles
A nation unified in exhale
A cloud of smoke
A native pipe ceremony
All the gathered cigarette butts piled in heaps
Snow covered mountains
Lipsticks smeared and shriveled
Offerings to an afterworld
Tattoo guns and plastic wrappers
Broken zippers and dead eyed dolls
It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me
I have seeded a forest of myself
Little books from tall trees
It matters not what this paper be made of
Give me notebooks made of human flesh
Dried on steel hooks and nooses
Make uses of use, uses of us
It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me
I have seeded a forest of myself
Little books from tall trees
On bended knee
Prostrate before an altered tree
I've made the forest suit me
Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter vs. spirit, through meditation
I program my heart to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on
exhalation
(Release) [x3]
[Lyrics Born]
The heaven-sent benevolent medicine man reverend
Peddling deliverance that resemble amphetamines to
the residents in the meadow of pestilence
Who developed a chemical dependence on pessimism, now
Is he is, or is he ain't
The most distinctive speaker seeping through your sleepy
speakers
Yes he is, oh, yes indeed
So distinguished, so close some people think half (?)
Ain't no secret, people, trust me
It's mostly hustling
Moves me up strait
But just focus on the gun scene
Boasting and fussing
They both so unproductive
Suppose it go in my blood stream
Let me post this question
Ask anybody, just anybody
They'll tell you that the antibody to the petty
Potty mouth gots to be
Success at something
To be the best of something
And not to stress the dumb shit
Cause you ain't missing nothing
You got to
[Gift of Gab]
Motivate, accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away
hate
Grow and make weight of your older dates
Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate
fate
Just motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escape
Take hold and shift shape, live a longer day
Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate
fate
Astrologist, colleges follow this through the metropolis
The dominant brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent
Walking it, mean walking it, clean the scene, stalking it
Volcanic, got ya'll panicking, false canyon
And, awe wait, all day
Outlandish bandits be slandering what we mastering cause they
can't catch us
They all pray for our downfall
Maybe one day, sike
You never get no balance if you're crooked so play right, snake
I'm mongoosing on you, stormtrooping through your form
Oncoming, enslaught, on one
Chopping you, I'll tomahawk, trauma hawk
On running (?), rocking shit 'till I was born
You're a Tom Thumb and I'm King Kong Bundy
Strong thunder, all summer long, keep on coming
Dawn, dusk, night, morning
I'll bust tight poems
Raw, just might (?) ya'll
With the white motive, motivation
Motivate, accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away
hate
Grow and make weight of your older gates
Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate
faith
Just motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escape
Take hold and shift shape, live a longer day
Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate
faith
The Real Sin Savior (ApologetiX)
May I have your repentance please?
May I have your repentance please?
Will you tell Him "Save me" and please stand up?
I repeat ... will you tell Him "Save me" and please stand up?
We're gonna have to prod them here
Y'all act like you never seen a nice person before
You oughta hope in the Lord
Your panting tongue is just thirstin' for more
You started lookin' around searchin' cause you're
Uncertain you're sure you know where you're goin' eternally
If you return to God ... ah, wait, no, wait, we're sinning
We couldn't get saved with the things we did, can we?
And Dr. J. says -- nothing you did is such a grave sin
It costs you salvation
Ha Ha Heavenly livin's above every man
"Chick-a-chick-a-chick-a he's crazy!
I'm sick of them born agains'
Walkin' around askin' if you know God speakin' of You Know Who
Yeah, but there's no proof though"
Yeah, probably got a couple of you who think I lack proof
But no worse than what's goin' on in America's classrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just spread the truth
But can't -- but the school can tell me we come from evolution
"My mama was a fish -- my mama was a fish"
"And if we're monkeys you might as well forget original sin!"
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to question on their own if God exists
Of course they're gonna wonder if the Lord's fake
By the time they hit fourth grade
They got the Easter Bunny and Santa don't they?
We ain't shinin' examples
Well some of the scandals are caused by people posin' as evangelists
But if Jesus loved His enemies and Pharisees
Then there's no reason that you can't get another chance and believe
But if you feel a slight chill -- I got the anti-freeze
This is not a fantasy -- it's important and it's free
I've sinned greatly, but Christ's for real, baby
It's a wonder He saved me and just didn't hate me
So won't you tell Him "Save me"
Please stand up, please stand up, please stand up
Yes, I've been crazy, yes, I've been real shady
Always wanted Him to save me, but just didn't say it
So won't you tell Him "Save me"
Please stand up, please stand up, please stand up
Will Smith don't gotta discuss the Christian path to salvation
Well, I do -- it affects him and affects you too
You think I give a care if he likes my parodies
Half of you kiddies won't even look at me, let alone stare at me
But J., what if we pray? Wouldn't we be weird?
Why? Would you guys reject Christ just to fit with your peers
So you can live in fear for the next 60 years
This ain't imaginary better get prepared
The price of sin yes it costs us dearly with death first
And when that part is over if you ain't saved it gets even worse
Little chance they'll put me now on MTV
Yeah, it's true, but I think he'd scare all the kids -- ree ree!
I said now's when they oughta know and John 3:3
It shows the whole world how they need born again to be free
I'm singin' you little girls and boys spoofs
All you do is ignore me
Though I have been sent here to inform you
And there's a million of us just like me you judge like me
Were just like triple fudge ice cream; we're just quite sweet
You watch Saul in Acts 9:3
You just might see you're just like him -- You're not fightin' me
I've sinned greatly, but Christ He still saved me
From a hundred temptations and death, sin and Hades
So won't you tell Him "Save me"
Please stand up, please stand up, please stand up
Yes, my sinned shamed me, yet I've been healed lately
God the Father forgave me from messin' with Satan
So won't you tell Him "Save me"
Please stand up, please stand up, please stand up
I'm like a breath mint you listen to but I'm only givin' you
Things you thought about in your head with my religious group
The only difference is I got the call to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be Paul -- the Book I quote has it all
I just get out a Bible and read it and whether you like it you need it
As sure as I can see that better than 90 percent of you happen to doubt me
Then you wonder how can kids give up their values I tell you it's funny
Cause at the place I'm goin' when I'm buried
I'll see the only person in the world I know who's worthy
He's the first and last and I'm J. Jackson I'm the worst
And I'm a jerk and Jesus knows that but my braggin' wasn't workin'
And every single person needs a sin savior urgently
You could be working on a burglary or sittin' in a nunnery
Or keepin' part of the law perfectly screamin' "I don't sin that much"
Puttin' Christians down sayin' "It's just a crutch"
So if you're still waiting please stand up
Cause this wonderful singer's time is eaten up
And it's time to get off your behind and out of the row
Come on down -- now is your chance -- how do I know?
CHORUS
I guess there's a sin Savior for all of us Let's all stand up
Why Can't I Fall in Love (Ivan Neville)
So many people
Come walking by
Looking so happy
While all I do is cry
I just want to be
With somebody too
What I'd give for a kiss
What am I gonna do
Why can't I fall in love
Why must it, it seem so hard to find
Why can't I fall in love
I know she's out there waiting
So why, why can't I fall in love
Hey now I see
It's always been me
I thought I was deaf
In my misery
It's time to get real
And change where I'm at
But the same old questions
Keep following me back
Why can't I fall in love
I know she's out there waiting
It's time to fall in love
And let her know
Just how I feel
Give it up
Or give it all
Something tells me this can't be real
I know she's out there waiting
It's time, it's time
Why can't I fall in love
Why must it, it seem so hard to find
Why can't I fall in love
I know she's out there waiting
It's time, it's time
Why can't I fall in love
Why must it, it seem so hard to find
Why can't I fall in love
I know she's out there waiting
So why, why can't I fall in love
*
El Muro (Daddy Yankee)
O-Ohh!
Toda las mujeres
Que se preparen al viaje del cangri!!!
You Ready???
3,2,1
Con mas fuerza que un zumm!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Pa' sacarle mas jugo!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
El flow baja duro!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Nunca tumbo el seguro!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Va' lento
Pa' que tu cuerpo se lo vacile
Mujeres activan el combustible
Prendan sus motores!!!
Que con to' mi flow van a sentirme!!!
En medio de la pista voa' lucirme!!!
Yo!
Te voa' pegar mas duro
Que un rifle de un tal Ivan
De que tu te alimentas
Ma' no se lo que te dan
Yo se que soy el cangri
Pero hoy yo soy tu fan
Y esta noche te voy a dar bam!bam!(ok!)
Te cree que saben
Tu tiene el candado ma'
Pero yo tengo la llave
Sucurucutuctuc!Mira como baila!
Soy due~o de la clave
To' quieren copiar la formula de mi jarabe
Que las pone grave
You know,man!
Dale mas mami!
Muevelo mami!
Dale duro mami!
Hasta bajo mami!
Los buitres..(ohhh!!)
Tienen hambre..(ohhh!!)
Quieren tu carne..(ohhh!!)
No te acobardes..(ehhh!!)
Dale mas mami!
Muevelo mami!
Dale duro mami!
Hasta bajo mami!
Los buitres..(ohhh!!)
Tienen hambre..(ohhh!!)
Quieren tu carne..(ohhh!!)
No te acobardes..(ehhh!!)
Que!
Con mas fuerza que un zumm!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Pa' sacarle mas jugo!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
El flow baja duro!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Pillala contra el muro!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Que!Que!
Si quieres nos vamos
En mi sistema de navegacion(Hey!)
Pantalla,DVD,Playstation,y mi calefaccion(Hey!)
Los aros 24 flotando con reggaeton
La voz de to' los barrios
Llego a esta conclusion
Que esta es la musica
Mas movida,electrica,magnetica
Causante que se muevan
Toa' la gente de latinoamerica
Hey Chula!
La esquina esta oscura
Pa' hacer travesuras
Soltura!
Muevete asi...
Mueve las caderas mami
Muevete asi...
Que Yankee man esta aqui
Porque yo nunca vi mujer
Con el cuerpo de vedette
Que lo menee tan bien
Que me borre....
La mente como un sonambulo
Para ti no hay obstaculos
A to' los dejas palidos
Muevete con mi acido
Tamos' sonambulos
Para ti no hay obstaculos
A to' los dejas palidos
Muevete con mi acido!!!
Con mas fuerza que un zumm!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Pa' sacarle mas jugo!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
El flow baja duro!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Pillala contra el muro!
(Pillala contra el muro!)
Dale mas mami!
Muevelo mami!
Dale duro mami!
Hasta bajo mami!
Los buitres..(ohhh!!)
Tienen hambre..(ohhh!!)
Quieren tu carne..(ohhh!!)
No te acobardes..(ehhh!!)
Dale mas mami!
Muevelo mami!
Dale duro mami!
Hasta bajo mami!
Los buitres..(ohhh!!)
Tienen hambre..(ohhh!!)
Quieren tu carne..(ohhh!!)
No te acobardes..(ehhh!!)
Saludos pa' la vieja isla nueva escuela!
Que vive el reggaeton-TON!
Haciendo rumba!
Con Monserrate y DJ Urba!
Demente!
Demente!
Barrio Fino!
Matando en la lenta!
Sigue perriando latino!!!
Do Little Things (Changing Faces)
[Featuring Ivan Matias]
See the birds as they fly away
Making htings for another day
And the hearts of the lonely ones
Found in you they can trust
There goes the light again
But the light you saved
Left them dim
And they will never forget the love
That you shared with it
Oh I don't mind having your attention
And I hope in time
That the whole world will listen
*Do little things today, do little things to do
Do little things 'cause I know what it means to you (2x)
(Ivan Matias)
See the glow on your face
It's a reform no one can take away
And the joy that runs through me
Is so free
I love being apart
Even if the smallest heart
Let's me in
I wanna friendship that will never, never, never end
That's why I...
*Do little things today, do little things to do
Do little things 'cause I know what it means to you
Assis en tailleur voilà des heures que je médite
Sur ma montagne et je n'arrive pas à faire le vide
Je focalise sur le diaphragme, j'augmente mon énergie
Réveille la bête qui dans mon âme est tapie
Je viens de terminer ma préparation mentale
Ils vont goûter à l'incomparable style du Serval
Le souffle des 4 vents décuple ma puissance
De longs mois de travail ont exarcerbé mes sens
J'ai créé un déséquilibre interne volontairement
Afin que le côté Yang soit le dominant
Les pieds solidement ancrés dans la terre
Je tire les dernières forces de la nature mère nourricière
Je mène les troupes au combat pour défaire
Les guerriers en contre-plaqué de l'école du micro en bois
Notre bannière flotte au sommet du Tsunami
Annonçant fièrement la charge du Micro d'Argent
En plein coeur de la bataille
Je sème la terreur quand je frappe d'estoc et de taille
Je sens l'esprit du félin m'envahir
A ce stade, seul le sang me procure du plaisir
Mes griffes gravent les couleurs de l'Empire
Plus grand que celui d'Alexandre dont je suis le défenseur
Mon sabre scintille, je médite, accroupi sous les branches d'un saule
Pleures, je défends l'honneur de mon école, fils
Le troisième oeil scrute le terrain, la tactique
A pratiquer, pour balayer l'ennemi, statique
Physiquement, les déplacements furtifs
De l'essence de mon esprit élabore les bases de ma stratégie
Donc je me dresse dans les cliquetis, bardé d'armes
J'ai une armée entière sous le charme
Prête à mourir, à la gloire de mon étendard
J'ai rassemblé la clique des valeureux guerriers barbares
Dare-dare, j'ai envoyé paître les lettres
Pourchassé les traîtres, selon l'enseignement de mes maîtres
Sans relache, je crache des cendres
Et poursuivrai les massacres jusqu'à ce que le nom d'AKH soit légende
Car le soldat, guerrier alpha, est adroit
Et lance l'assaut là sur l'école du micro en bois
La bataille a débuté, tiens ce coup vient
D'un expert à la guerre, vaillant praticien des arts matiens
Délégué pour mettre un terme à ces horreurs
Tel est mon labeur, tu sais de qui je défends l'honneur
{Refrain:}
L'école du micro d'argent {x8}
by http://zonzon25.skyblog.com/
Advertisments
Video
LO MEJOR DE IVAN VILLAZON Y SAUL LALLEMAN LA JOVEN VOZ TENOR AL LADO DEL GALLO GIRITO.
Navega por artistas