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 this game you are too many points,
Chungos many rappers artificial voices,
half of life is not to us,
his claim that they see are the only
and better! because the public is very demanding,
but is more consistent so you can not do,
are more eh minds of 16 and then is that Queis,
that do not hear insane
write constant mind!, my notebook is my
rap is clear that 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 were own,
Pavement will change new was that imitation,
life, street, not out of his life, they are the of family
middle and class, wealthy lives, and speak with life
misery if not? boy cousin, the sponsor is, and you
Ravo to between the legs and monastic,
righteousness and not the right attitude,
if this is the new school under the 90 I prefer a
Sound to rhyme matter content,
only matter as it sounds, flow carcinogenesis,
casino, your violent? que va! only an attempted murderer,
I'm a de son and my girl 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 this is not rap for you not what concept!
They say he is dead and is not you are killing sierto
within!

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

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

They say he is dead but another rumor
as a lifestyle, a passion,
is love! eh me back but gone aviation,
and now if I say Hip-Hop llegao him to his hour,
R-A-P for its friendly feel, sit! me,
M C I am and asta la muerte! I do not believe in luck,
you tell me you if you have balls on my own gritame
game, boy pistols and with cool poster,
I'm not that stereotypical who thinks with his ass,
or cancel your lyric, I do not need fists to clicnica pa,
I have a gun the word ability that you do not utilisés,
I give you a psychologically Palis, this has to quickly,
Hip-Hop if it will kill you dies with the rules,
which you create and you that it is not your fault? lack of arguments,
is the why insult respect is lacking in our
streets, if you have nothing to you better streets,
you lend me the I am screams that you ask I can
change the course of he was writing, and I'm here,
to another opinion, you all in the palm,
in your hands the election, the desicion is tulla,
which is the way! Say it loud! high thinking! your horn,
Compact and buy my feelings touch with of people,
quedate thinking about letter and reflection

Grans!
They can not what makes me feel alive!
Porta!
Resusito 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!

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