Luyện nghe bài hát Dicen que esta muerto (english)

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,
Chungos rappers with artificial voices,
of life is not sold to us,
his claim that they see are the only
and they'd better! because the public is demanding,
but is more so that you can not do,
are more witty eh minds of 16 and 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! I'll make street!?,
if, if you speak the because 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, they are the children of
middle and upper class, lives, and speak with life
misery if not? boy cousin, cursing the 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 a good
Sound to good rhyme content,
only matter as it sounds, this carcinogenesis,
pointers casino, violent? que va! only an attempted murderer,
I'm a roly de son and my is a groupie,
rappers van de snoop dog and or snoopy!

Grans!
They can not kill makes me feel alive!
Porta!
Hip-Hop Resusita 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!

After floor MCs be enemies,
I know is true! Come by my no more witnesses,
Grans is my friend and in the past,
I him eh eh eh apologized and RECON
not rap are killing my patience,
but stick stick and provide my resistance,
and it makes me think I have pistols,
and tip? if in the GTA haha!,
Midel! will create the de la creme
and they you if you think you're a 50cent
who is going to hit the more you sweat if
You're nothing but a 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 show in this ensesto basket!
soon rest with the of speech!
I to it fresh if it is spent!
perfect as a macabre rest!
Much bling and mcuho Jollas postisas,
everyone who is the captain of the ship nodrisa
I climbed the charts, up a fuc*** repellent
you're a bunch of clothes and and me the heart of people,
question on the street which is the musca they the b-boys,
whore the noise, today, I give the fight,
and the that I recorded my work 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 what concept!
They say he is dead and is not what you are killing
within!

They say he is but just another rumor
as a lifestyle, a passion,
is love! eh me back but gone aviation,
and acknowledge now if I say Hip-Hop him to his hour,
for its friendly feel, sit! hear me,
M C I am and asta la muerte! I do not believe in luck,
you tell me you fear? if you have on my own gritame
game, boy with pistols and cool 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 ability that you do not utilisés,
I give you a Palis, this has to evolve quickly,
Hip-Hop if it kill you algundia dies with the rules,
which you create and you believe it is not your fault? lack of arguments,
is the why insult 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 infuse opinion, you all in the palm,
have in hands the election, the desicion is tulla,
which is the way! Say it loud! thinking! Direct your horn,
Compact and buy my touch with millions of people,
quedate thinking about letter and reflection

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

They say he is dead and my I abala,
super modern and criticize the bad,
I think about what I sell when I write in my notebook
but do not know if they speak not bullets,
do not know rapper and found 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 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! gangzta tactics of the cren or not at home!, is what
going to turn this music on farce
as you see I saw this course collaboration rapstar first thing was
reach out and ask for pasta! you do it on purpose with commercial intent,
comaercial underground you can not,
all state that someone behind bars
and that someone in the street does not pluck his
culture and this is full of educated,
then put it hard when they with insults,
see you do not know what you do not wear green
in or added to myspace
you do not have fame in the media talk about drama
and life is comedy but wishing to sound fresh sounds
fresh prince! are only were sunny skis