Luyện nghe bài hát Desde lo alto (english)

From the top, to your helmet impacts,
from above, polluted brain extracts,
from above, Fado, Samo and Dan bring rap
above, from here my style intact.
From the top, open the wings, I my domain,
from the top, dirty signing pacts demons,
from the top, spit bullets with formed a siege,
above, from above, from above, is my approach.

(Samo)

If the sky is shot because important to me is minimal,
and you and you time making you the victim,
if waves impact against rocks in act
because are determined to get in my sights.
You want to aspire to something, let me know,
maybe you can the dicks of this ram, leave me in peace,
my mind and see if it escapes,
I write stories in with the soles of my sneakers.
bad, addressed to the messiah,
their go pa Mass, I burn that church,
promises, kisses, cups, ties
verses, tight collars, my lactencia.
trust me and mine, do not believe in what I see,
guided me through my light and after all is not shining,
Bio and Dan are not so far the stars,
C2 sincere 3, the pool, have opened it.
Pilla, dirty of my room to study,
is no god who stop this flood,
if I connect with experts, not ghosts,
and effect thing, so I will you perfect.
You see, the bis bisa stinks endibo
if this is animated by ambibas, snakes and mcs syphilis,
crisis, my gray, so my atmosphere,
It is nothing to expect this shit Metropolis.

(Dan)

Try to these 4 of kerosene for a while,
I blew up the rap a thousand scribbles,
more victims, anchored, let your passion,
up here you Eurovision style box.
They are 4 that started with gusto, there are no or desire,
and tired of dreams that elude
I struggle year to live without steps,
Bacardi Big listen while you Los Serrano.
While many gain I lose my calm,
that the world if I'm going in search of the soul,
and not here, not this, so I do not to annoy,
but warns if the rapstar clothes.
I stand, bullets hit in the mouth,
heal some with your mother is a seal,
your neck is by farlopa rock bitch
H sucks of this ink similar heights.
I'm still sad and all for nothing,
I come to find out what is it escapes me,
and so I go to heaven and I confess,
enhances my problems its own weight.

(Porta)

From above, from you can not hear you, so you yell,
once lawful, it is that's my rap that excites you,
Get out of the middle or if I will be the you,
Fado, Porta, and Dan are, they let you in checkmate.
If it is a matter of age, do you call yourself competition?,
I'm already ten high at full power,
Put another of sand and carry a whole castle,
flight now and like I started from the ground.
Hasta la vista, at the sky, I am the star,
if I from the top is that I make my mark,
I'm a little shit that you see above,
with 17 and already I am on saliva.
And is that still just a kid I a long lead,
attacks, I raised to the sky low, drums, boxes,
straw making you're dreaming and thinking of me,
I as slowly as I walk away from you.
I get by with Fado, Samo, Dan, I from the clouds,
we are, then I get what I never had,
a and elevate himself higher than anyone,
to see who now that no one sees me,
flight flying so high even above God,
under my feet is the of a world that never existed,
wings unfold, I see you so small here,
this is the story of a mc learned to fly by himself.

(Fado)

I place to be neither nor less,
more as well, as always is relative,
no ground, no and poisons sky
I have the to me, my lady is my oxygen.
I place to be neither nor less,
sometimes cold and I burn,
no ground, no and poisons sky
I the antidote to me, my lady.
Forjare wound to the back, is a pleasure,
sometimes morbid, sometimes a pill to swallow,
must pass several sips, nuisance and me when I depart,
ahead of reasons, this is the covenant.
Your motivame, crashes,
cles placed in and it'sa shame,
you were good, happened?, was necessary or was a vice?,
all of the essence in its exercise.
San Ignacio rhyme
a of my neighborhood, I'm here, come get me, the SEDARI trame,
I won it, I'll are already years of rap and notes,
sounds like rap that casts with.
Notes fills you or you like the sound of my work,
but I to block, rap bitch approach
that, nothing there buts,
only rough biting rhymes dogs.

From the top, to vocalize your impacts,
from above, your brain extracts,
from above, Fado, Samo and Dan rap accurate
from above, here my style intact.
From the top, the wings, I show my domain,
from the top, signing pacts with demons,
from the top, spit bullets with formed a siege,
above, from above, from above, is my approach