Comienzos ( en ingles )

Beginning ...
What motivated the beginning was that the lives
who witnessed not deserve silence,

it was because the love hiphop appeared
between poetry and rhythm,
the waters of this river my life flowed

or it was because of taste to compete
there is no room for tiredness what do I know?

but it happened, I went from being anonymous to be
Almost Famous minimum low,

What does that touched you?

because apparently my hand contact
with a microphone I became arsonist
and Paris burned,

Paris bye bye, bye bye mc,
you go with God,
and if you go down those streets, you better
aconpañen that one or two, oh Lord !, that this sword is heavy
I unsheathed with sweat,
the loneliness of the prince without a kingdom,
the loneliness of man without heat,

because no longer will comb me, or I prepare,
or seen rare and expensive perfume use when
I go looking for love,

I am the same polite boy with a rap
vulgar sounds on your radio every day,
and from the outskirts of conquered
the upper middle class,

but failing? I'm in that screen
I am in the unemployment line,
I compare my life with a given roll
off scratch and scratch and scratch
I just hope to be more accurate,

out of this hole, where I'm stuck,
dreamer, I still sleep with Peter Pan beside me,
wondering if anyone out there enterderá
a guy so complicated,

but a strange force haunts me,
just tell me your lives, you simply
writes, he decides recor time and forget the rancor,

and remember what the old man said, son,
in whatever but the best ...