Luyện nghe bài hát Desde lo alto (english)

From the top, to your helmet impacts,
above, polluted your brain extracts,
from above, Fado, Samo and Dan rap accurate
from above, from my style intact.
From the top, open the wings, I my domain,
from the top, dirty pacts with demons,
from the top, spit bullets with them a siege,
from above, from above, 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 they are 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.
Stakes bad, to the messiah,
their go pa Mass, I burn that church,
promises, kisses, cups, forged
verses, collars, treats 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, style of my room to study,
is no god who stop this flood,
if I with industry experts, not ghosts,
and effect thing, so I will you perfect.
You see, the bis bisa endibo bile
if this is animated by ambibas, snakes and mcs syphilis,
crisis, my gray, so my atmosphere,
It is nothing to expect shit from Metropolis.

(Dan)

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

(Porta)

From above, from you can not hear you, so you yell,
lawful, it is written that's my rap that excites you,
Get out of the or if I will be the breaks you,
Fado, Porta, Samo and Dan are, let you in checkmate.
If it is a matter of age, do you call your competition?,
I'm already ten even at full power,
Put another grain of sand and 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 you see from above,
with 17 and already I am on saliva.
And is that still just a kid I took a lead,
attacks, I raised to the sky low, drums, boxes,
straw making you're still dreaming and of me,
I rise as slowly as I walk from you.
I get by with Fado, Samo, Dan, I from the clouds,
we are, then I get what I never had,
a paradise and elevate himself than anyone,
to see who laughs now that no one me,
flying so high that even above God,
under my is the farewell 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 to be neither more nor less,
worth more as well, as is relative,
no ground, no and poisons sky
I have the antidote to me, my is my oxygen.
I to be neither more nor less,
sometimes and sometimes I burn,
no ground, no poison and sky
I have the to me, my lady.
wound to the back, pain is a pleasure,
sometimes morbid, a bitter 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 pomp and shame,
you were good, what happened?, was 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 milkfish are years of rap and notes,
like rap that casts login with.
Notes fills you or you like the sound of my work,
but I to block, rap life approach
without that, nothing buts,
only rough biting rhymes dogs.

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