Luyện nghe bài hát Dicen que esta muerto (en inglés)

Grans! Beze! Porta! Not sons of bitches! 2008,
say! than! Beze!, Grans!, Porta! 2008, he was
come!. is Hip-Hop! than!

In game you are winning too many points,
many rappers with artificial voices,
half of is not sold to us,
his claim that they see are the real
and better! because the public is very demanding,
but is more consistent so you can not do,
are more witty eh minds of 16 and then is Queis,
that others do not insane
write constant mind!, my notebook is my
your rap is clear the lyrics are secondary,
want to be! make your street!?,
if, if you speak the because you always!?
rock too much talent,
speaking on this motion as if it their own,
Pavement change with new was that imitation,
life, street, not out of his life, are the children of family
middle and class, wealthy lives, and speak with life
if not? boy cousin, cursing the sponsor is, and you
Ravo back to between the and monastic,
righteousness and not call the attitude,
if this is the new under the 90 I prefer a good
Sound to good matter content,
only matter as it sounds, this carcinogenesis,
pointers casino, your violent? que va! only an murderer,
I'm a roly de son and my is a groupie,
rappers van de dog and fail or snoopy!

Grans!
They can not kill makes me feel alive!
Porta!
Resusita every inch as I write!
Beze!
If is not rap for you not what your concept!
They say he is dead and is not you are killing sierto
within!

After floor MCs be enemies,
I this is true! Come by my no more witnesses,
is my friend and although in the past,
I criticized him eh eh eh apologized and
matais not rap are my patience,
but stick after and provide my resistance,
and it makes me think I have pistols,
cars and if in the GTA haha!,
Midel! will the creme de la creme
and they you if you think you're a 50cent
who is going to hit the more you if indeed
You're nothing but a mask but not,
with the of truth Siqueiros more?
looking for fame! ami and I do not care!
I offer and accept no!
not for or for enamirar for Apollo,
yo ago rap dirty 4x4 and even so it me,
I show in ensesto your basket!
soon rest with the of speech!
I to it fresh if it is spent!
perfect as a macabre rest!
bling bling and mcuho Jollas postisas,
everyone knows who is the captain of the nodrisa
I climbed the charts, light up a repellent
you're a bunch of and shit and me the heart of people,
question on the street which is the musca hear the b-boys,
whore the noise, listen today, I the fight,
and the passage that I recorded my in vain,
pa to beg my hat in the park!

Grans!
They can not what makes me feel alive!
Porta!
Hip-Hop Resusito every as I write!
Beze!
If this is not rap for you not your concept!
They say he is and is not what you are killing sierto
within!

They say he is dead but another rumor
as a lifestyle, a passion,
is love! eh me but never gone aviation,
and acknowledge now if I say Hip-Hop him to his hour,
R-A-P for its friendly feel, sit! me,
M C I am and sere asta la muerte! I do not in luck,
you me you fear? if you have balls on my own gritame
game, boy with pistols and with poster,
I'm not that stereotypical rapper who with his ass,
or cancel your lyric, I do not fists to send clicnica pa,
I have a gun the word mental that you do not utilisés,
I you a psychologically Palis, this has to evolve quickly,
Hip-Hop if it will kill you algundia with the rules,
which you create and you believe it is not your fault? lack of arguments,
is the reason why insult is lacking in our
streets, if you nothing to give you better streets,
you me the attention I am screams that you ask I can
the course of what he was writing, and I'm here,
to infuse opinion, you all in the palm,
have in your hands the election, the is tulla,
which is the way! Say it loud! high thinking! Direct horn,
Compact and buy my feelings touch with of people,
quedate thinking about letter and reflection

Grans!
They can not kill what me feel alive!
Porta!
Hip-Hop every inch as I write!
Beze!
If this is not rap for you not your concept!
They say he is dead and is not what you are killing
within!

They say he is dead and my I abala,
super modern and Flipper the bad,
I never think about what I sell when I in my notebook
but do not know if they speak not bullets,
do not know rapper and have alternatives,
to admit that writing is the of rhyme,
while bottles of grams and a dig, do not look
conprensible we is, "Devemos respect each
one has his style of your tactics but me parese super
then do not say that 50 cent is not, me when the real kicks
your CD come and say it! gangzta tactics of the cren or not at home!, is what
going to turn this on your farce
as you see I saw this course collaboration rapstar hiso thing was
out and ask for pasta! you do it wrong on purpose with commercial intent,
comaercial because you can not,
conosemos all state that someone behind
and that someone in the street does not pluck his
culture and this is full of educated,
put it hard when they think with insults,
hahaha see you do not what you do not wear green
in or added to myspace
you do not have fame in the media talk about drama
and your is comedy but wishing to sound fresh sounds
fresh prince! are only samples were sunny