Luyện nghe bài hát Dicen que esta muerto (english)

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

In this you are winning too many points,
Chungos rappers with artificial voices,
half of life is not to us,
his claim they see are the only real
and better! because the public is very demanding,
but is more so that you can not do,
are witty eh minds of 16 and then is that Queis,
that others do not insane
write constant mind!, my notebook is my
your rap is clear the lyrics are secondary,
want to be! I'll your street!?,
if, if you speak the street you always!?
rock boasted too talent,
speaking on this motion as if it were own,
Pavement will 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
if not? boy cousin, cursing the sponsor is, and you
Ravo back to the legs and monastic,
and not call the right attitude,
if this is the new school the 90 I prefer a good
Sound to good matter content,
only matter as it sounds, flow carcinogenesis,
pointers casino, 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 what me feel alive!
Porta!
Hip-Hop Resusita 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 sierto
within!

After twenty MCs be enemies,
I this is true! Come by my no more witnesses,
Grans is my friend and in the past,
I criticized him eh eh eh apologized and
matais not rap are my patience,
but stick after stick and my resistance,
and shit it makes me think I pistols,
cars and if in the GTA haha!,
Midel! create the creme de la creme
and they you if you think you're a 50cent
who is to hit the more you sweat if indeed
nothing but a mask but will not,
with the reality of truth more?
looking for fame! ami and I do not care!
I offer and accept no!
not for music or for for Apollo,
yo ago rap dirty 4x4 and even so it me,
I show in this ensesto basket!
soon rest with the of speech!
I return to it if it is spent!
perfect as a macabre rest!
Much bling and mcuho Jollas postisas,
knows who is the captain of the ship nodrisa
I climbed the charts, light up a repellent
a bunch of clothes and shit and me the heart of people,
question on the street which is the musca hear the b-boys,
the noise, listen 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!
Resusito every inch 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 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,
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 have on my own gritame
game, boy with and with cool poster,
I'm not that stereotypical who thinks 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 you a psychologically Palis, this has to evolve quickly,
if it will kill you algundia dies with the rules,
which you create and you believe that it is not 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 attention I am screams 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 your hands the election, the is tulla,
which is the way! Say it loud! high thinking! your horn,
Compact and buy my touch with millions of people,
quedate thinking about letter and reflection

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!

They say he is and my reputation I abala,
super modern and Flipper the bad,
I never think about what I sell I write in my notebook
but do not if they speak not fire bullets,
do not know and have found alternatives,
to admit that writing is the of rhyme,
alla while bottles of grams and a dig, do not
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, me when the real kicks
your CD come and say it! facha tactics of the cren or not at home!, is what
going to turn music on your farce
as you see I saw this course rapstar hiso first thing was
out and ask for pasta! you do it wrong on purpose with commercial intent,
comaercial underground you can not,
all state that someone behind bars
and someone in the street does not pluck his eyebrows
culture and call is full of educated,
then put it hard when think with insults,
hahaha see you do not know what you do not green
in forums or added to
you do not fame salts in the media talk about drama
and life is comedy but wishing to sound fresh sounds
fresh prince! are only samples were skis