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Inside
I know that sometimes my rhymes generate dislikes,
When my neurons run even myself get scared.
My answers can be so aggressive
That even the letters run from me
Because they're scared for me to write them.
I have no rifle to kill you
It's enough [weapon] the track
I turn lyrics into ideas like an illusionist (magician)
In one rhyme I kill you, I fracture you and I injure you
And in the next one I revive you
When I name you
That's part of my art
Everyone gotta know it
That these rhymes are for you
Without mention you
And I don't do this to avoid the fighting
I do this to don't make you famous
In those countries where no one knows you.
After seeing how works the wars and the partisan warfare
Do you think I fear bout your gang?
Shoot whenever you want little thug rapper
Here doesn't wins the most malefactor
But the most witty.
In your head you're a narco
Wanted for police
And your guns are like
Unicorns of fantasy.
There's no problem that you have
Imaginary enemies
But yes [there's problem] bout the kids
May think that you're a hitman
You haven't lived 3 shit of difficulty
In your life
You didn't lack of food, you didn't lack of education
If the people from Congo
Would have had your opportunities
They would be graduated from the best universities
If I take you in a tour to Central African
After the war you come singing
Christian lyrics
In there your rapper clothes,
Your cap of baseball and your gang chainlet
[They] melt under sun.
Or I take you to Syria
For you to feel the bombarding
And you see how those bombarding injured to
The children without arms
What will you do when your son
Get surprised on the disco
And without any warning
They explode his head with an Ak 47?
Or if they erase your brother face
With a violent mode
Or they clean your mom with the shorty and the fourty
You're idiot asshole rapping
Bout how to blow brains
In a country where they kill you
To robber you a peso
I'm not a saint rapping
Much less I'm gentleman
In some time ago rhyming
I hung ten sailors
But in that case is different
To incite the disorder
Because when the tyranny is law
The revolution is order
[Chorus]
Inside, inside
Very inside, I put it very inside you* (x4)
Do you want to respond?
Here I leave you a couple of riddles
I have fear to the cockroaches and the lizards
They don't put my music on the fucking radio
Since years in Puerto Rico
I have released five albums
And yet I'm not rich.
Some call me communist
Demagogue hundred per cent
The ultra right hates me
The ultra left too
My sexual performance
It's damn low
After I laughed on the bald
I'm lacking of hair
I told son of the bitch to the governor
And though he deserved it
In my inner self I regret it
And I didn't tell it til today.
Before understand the inequalities of the persons
I bought an used Mazeratti(car)
And now it doesn't works
I've the credit fucked up
Neither a coffee they sell me
That's why instead of paying other monthly payment
I prefer to walk.
I am like the boxers
I manage the money pretty bad
I invest all in my career
Cause the art is in the first place
I am the slowest of my family
I'm not brilliant, I fight for education
And I was never a good student.
I have fobia bout the aeroplanes
I like the politic
And I don't like the criticism though
It hurts me
My best friend was killed in a barracks
I have much to write and not much paper for
My honesty is transparent color
You can see my inside
With just looking me face to face
You can try to respond me
And try an attempt
Though to be honest
I am the best in this.
[Chorus]
Inside inside
Very inside, I put it very inside you (x7)
Sweet Latina✕
Calle 13: Κορυφαία 3
| 1. | Latinoamérica |
| 2. | Ojos Color Sol |
| 3. | La vuelta al mundo |
Idioms from "Adentro"
| 1. | Cien por cien |
Σχόλια
Russia is waging a disgraceful war on Ukraine. Σταθείτε με την Ουκρανία!
Περίληψη μεταφραστή
* it refers that the author is highly better than who he talks with. It's like to say, I made it better. And it's as well a double meaning, cause it refers vulgar bout the sexual act in which isn't used in this song.