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

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

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

Grans!
They can not kill what makes me alive!
Porta!
Hip-Hop every inch as I write!
Beze!
If is not rap for you not what your concept!
They say he is and is not what 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
not rap are killing my patience,
but stick after stick and my resistance,
and shit it me think I have pistols,
and tip? if in the GTA haha!,
Midel! will create the creme de la
and give 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 reality of truth more?
for fame! ami and fame I do not care!
I offer labels and no!
not for or for enamirar for Apollo,
yo ago rap 4x4 and even so it gives me,
I show in this ensesto basket!
soon with the gift of speech!
I to it fresh if it is spent!
perfect as a resctos rest!
bling bling and mcuho Jollas postisas,
everyone knows who is the captain of the nodrisa
I climbed the charts, up a fucking repellent
you're a bunch of and shit and me the heart of people,
question on the street which is the they hear the b-boys,
whore the noise, today, I give 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 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 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,
for its friendly feel, sit! hear me,
M C I am and sere asta la muerte! I do not in luck,
you tell me you fear? if you have balls on my own
game, boy pistols and with cool poster,
I'm not that stereotypical rapper who with his ass,
or cancel your lyric, I do not need fists to send 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 algundia with the rules,
you create and you believe that it is not your fault? lack of arguments,
is the reason why respect is lacking in our
streets, if you have nothing to give you streets,
you lend me the I am screams that 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 hands the election, the desicion is tulla,
is the way! Say it loud! high thinking! Direct your horn,
Compact and buy my feelings touch with of people,
quedate thinking this letter and reflection

Grans!
They can not what makes me feel alive!
Porta!
Hip-Hop Resusito 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 what I sell when I write in my notebook
but do not know if they not fire bullets,
do not know and have found alternatives,
to admit writing is the least of rhyme,
alla 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 and say it! facha gangzta tactics of the cren or not at home!, is what
to turn this music on your farce
as you see I saw this course collaboration rapstar hiso first 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 bars
and that someone in the street does not pluck his
and this call is full of educated,
then put it hard they think with insults,
see you do not know what you do not wear green
in forums or to myspace
you do not have fame salts in the talk about drama
and your life is comedy but wishing to sound fresh
fresh prince! are samples were sunny skis