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 you are winning too many points,
many rappers with artificial voices,
half of life is not to us,
his that they see are the only real
and they'd better! because the public is demanding,
but is more so that you can not do,
are more witty eh of 16 and then is that Queis,
that others do not hear
write mind!, my notebook is my diary
your rap is clear that the are secondary,
want to be! I'll make street!?,
if, if you speak the street you always!?
rock boasted too talent,
speaking on this as if it were their own,
Pavement will change new was that imitation,
life, street, not out of his life, are the children of family
middle and upper class, wealthy lives, and speak with
misery if not? boy cousin, cursing the is, and you
back to between the legs and monastic,
righteousness and not call the attitude,
if this is the new school the 90 I prefer a good
Sound to good rhyme content,
only as it sounds, this flow carcinogenesis,
pointers casino, your violent? que va! an attempted murderer,
I'm a de son and my girl is a groupie,
van de snoop dog and fail or snoopy!

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

After floor MCs be enemies,
I know this is true! Come by my no 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 and provide my resistance,
and shit it makes me think I pistols,
and tip? 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 you sweat if indeed
You're but a mask but will not,
the reality of truth Siqueiros more?
looking for fame! ami and I do not care!
I labels and accept no!
not for music or for for Apollo,
yo ago rap dirty 4x4 and so it gives me,
I in this ensesto your basket!
soon rest the gift of speech!
I return to it if it is spent!
perfect as a macabre rest!
Much bling bling and Jollas postisas,
everyone knows who is the captain of the ship
I the charts, light up a fucking repellent
you're a bunch of clothes and shit and me the of people,
question on the which is the musca they 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 kill what me feel alive!
Porta!
Resusito every inch as I write!
Beze!
If this is not rap for you not your concept!
They say he is dead and is not you are killing sierto
within!

They say he is but just 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 feel, sit! hear me,
M C I am and sere la muerte! I do not believe in luck,
you tell me you fear? if you balls on my own gritame
game, boy with pistols and cool poster,
I'm not that rapper who thinks with his ass,
or cancel lyric, I do not need fists to send clicnica pa,
I have a gun the word mental ability you do not utilisés,
I give you a psychologically Palis, has to evolve quickly,
Hip-Hop if it will kill you algundia with the rules,
which you create and you that it is not your fault? lack of arguments,
is the reason why insult is lacking in our
streets, if you have to give you better streets,
you lend me the attention I am screams you ask I can
change the of what he was writing, and I'm here,
to another opinion, you all in the palm,
have in your the election, the desicion is tulla,
which is the way! Say it loud! high thinking! your horn,
and buy my feelings touch with millions of people,
quedate thinking about this and reflection

Grans!
They can not kill makes me feel alive!
Porta!
Hip-Hop 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 and Flipper criticize the bad,
I never think about what I sell when I in my notebook
but do not know if they not fire bullets,
do not know rapper and have alternatives,
to that writing is the least of rhyme,
alla while 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 is not, tell me when the real kicks
your CD come and say it! facha gangzta of the cren or not at home!, is what
going to turn this music on farce
as you see I saw this course collaboration hiso first thing was
reach out and ask for pasta! you do it wrong on purpose commercial intent,
comaercial because you can not,
conosemos all state that behind bars
and that in the street does not pluck his eyebrows
culture and call is full of educated,
then put it when they think with insults,
hahaha see you do not know you do not wear green
in forums or to myspace
you do not have salts in the media talk about drama
and your life is comedy but to sound fresh sounds
fresh prince! are only samples were sunny