Luyện nghe bài hát Algo más que música (en inglés)

More than
... I, trolling, GENIOH, Porta, 2008, Vault Productions,
RAP-flavored, sex in the absence of this mixtape,
is that fills me, is something this ...

Sometimes I feel, I think
what I want and get where it is
write to with my Odyssey Rap
sac was particular to calm the intense
writing by me in and not to please you
I feel more for this for any art
the one makes me mad, always more
wasting ink and blood of this happy rap
what reaches my ears very kid
do not waste what I feel special
thought vital flavored ink has gall
a mind makes me feel good
not everything is as it is there is always some disappointment
I do not waste even a of ink
that would make my skin so sweet of honey Lyrics
I am a but because I make magic in the role
it feels like a you take me to this dance
my rap is like when I write in the air
and no one can my ego
writing because my love for rap is blind
points and I always the highest grades
the and the box I put the willies
and that is that I am without you I am a bitter memory
and for something I'm more I cortéis wings

I've cut down the wings each care
every corner of my every idea that vanishes
only one is that my heals and cures
is only one reason and it is writing
and will last forever and be my platonic
and it love but not understand metaphorical
it is logical to go live in with my lyrics
with the hype, box, charles, and with the metric
just know that just thinking about all Rap
is no part of my life is my life
if you ask whoever you want, I will say that is truly fills me
and I dream of being alone
spent years of leftovers to feel so
you to shout from the rooftops
and time showed me that few last forever
and if I have learned is to know that I
knew tear drop or as dry
sad every bad remedy known as
and it hurts in the soul when the
is a dagger in the crotch
I just hope that you understand that this is more than music
each written to me is unique
only to convey my feelings for the Rap
with me in the heart rhythm on the track

In my one track my cell and my freedom
perhaps more than music, beyond Rap
is my and the soundtrack of millions
my glory, my grief in our Rap
for my is the greatest MC
I you sir that this lig expands
is what I just hold out for this
but I have this that makes me different from the rest
are pure feeling this culture
sleep is the thing in the future where all the b-boy unite
I must be naive but I share a dream with Curri and
the heart beats to the tops of drum
not only passion is but one reason I stalled my
disconnected when I write
I get more of what this is all that me feel alive
I do not want you to like me understand the
three letters are extended
and that the understands this art
I can not feel I can not stand
but once you start and you can not leave
I put my heart body and soul in the recording of each
I at peace and calm
capable of expelling a feeling not tell
on the face is not valued Rap and look how that
tell a of my life
the percentage is ninety percent and I can not
as others feel only fleeting
and this to Hip Hop and you do not know which way
truth when I met you change
I can finally say I no longer feel alone
it only gets me to sit in way
GENIOH, Curri, Porta Hip Hop is we are!