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7. | Pensativo (Interlude) |
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Ay, ay
No lloren mas, no dejen que les
Envuelva la oscuridad
Ay, ay
Con compasion
Oigan que yo busco la amistad
No dejen que les envuelva
Envuelva la oscuridad
Ay, ay
La luz esta
Adentro de la gente
Con la unidad
Ay, ay
No buscen mas
Adentro de ti mismo
No hay ilusion, no dejen que les
Envuelva la oscuridad
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele
Ay, ay
Que siguen palante
No dejen que los pare
En este instante
Ay, ay
La luz esta adentro de
Ti mismo con la unidad
No dejen que les
Envuelva la oscuridad
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Palante palante
Palante palante
Palante palante
Palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
Palante palante
Sigule que sigule que siguele te llama
Siguele que siguele, palante palante
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One, Two, Three Four
One, Two, Three Four
Out the gate I brought the horsepower
Rev-mix to your hard-drive
We run a hard bargain
Pardon the trip
I sneeze jealousies
Into these rhyme cartel
We park the art well
Hung on all fours
Box and start sell
Available to you and yours
Other songs only make attempts
To love they inner
Understand I am just saying it
To validate displaying Ozomatli
Stance at first glance
It's like the train
Brought to hit you like James
With the 1, 2, 3, 4
True martial arts
Official souls my brainchild
Sing the song name now
1, 2, 3, 4
Bust a track
till they flat on they back
Have the referee smacking the mat
like 1, 2, 3, 4
We do it all for fun
When we stuff the funk in it huh
Now wait a minute
Yo I'm the East Coast South paw
Hanging with these West coast North stars
Shining bright Height five elev
Formatic for the handlin the trouble
Comin my way
The highway to heaven
Is a long road among the lyrical coves
The bus so a lot of us
Punk minds with the one of a kind rhymes
I M.C. spit, kick for fees
Sooner or for more
Not the player baby
But I running while you crawl
Too fast on your comprehension
Did I mention Dave Madden scored a goal for the team
Second steam I I'm ready for crunch time
The lunch line was my favorite
Till I graduated to bust
Then I spewed to spit it
Now it's the three of us
Connected like Siamese's
We on time
Like shiny bits of metal
Strapped to your wrist
Tattoo to this rap thing
With invisible ink
I'm gone in a blink
Lethal like my pinkie
And clown like Bozo
Don't you know that
Ozo bring the 1, 2, 3, 4
To hard to face
But lovin the taste
Squeeze it out like paste alright
1, 2, 3, 4
Plug 2 will only rock a few
So now I roll with Ozomatli crew
Bringing you 1, 2, 3, 4
We know the backs to break
Ozomatli the great
Bring it
1, 2, 3, 4
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En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio
No dejes que tu vida se safe,
Toma tu destino en tus propias manos,
A veces las espaldas sudosas,
Se confrontan con las palmas sucias...
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio
Anda, anda no pierdas la vista,
Persigue, persigue tu destino,
Tu destino se decide en tus manos,
No dejes que se escape tu chance
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas
Anda, anda no pierdas la vista,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas
No dejes que se escape tu chance
It's you they card
It's you they charge
It's you they complain about strollin the boulevard
You the one claimin' and screamin you all hard
Are you in control or is it just a facade
If Uncle Sam wants you it's you
It's you that he'll need
It's you that he'll sacrifice and it's you that'll bleed.
I think you need to reflect on some old Sam Sneed
And recognize in life there's only two guarantees
Some proceed to believe
And thus we gotta discuss
Have we all lost our trust in us,
Cause you and I
We, us together we must
Live, change, and die
Everybody's included it's up to you to decide
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You punkasses you's a harlot Scarlet,
Like Hester Prim my new motto
Is test the chin with the head that's hollow and kinda shallow
It gets real deep like Melanin and skin to bone marrow
See brothers want to get real
And niggas want to fell caps peel from the hot steel
What the deal? Is this for real?
They say it couldn't be done,
How I can bust one in the sky and jump up and kiss the sun
Son, my son name is AKG
My daughter MP,
So hip-hop can continually
Live through my seed
See now I'm serious Y'all
Must be delirious about being hype
Soon as you grab this Mic my felines
Gone have cat claws to your neck
Talkin bout boy you better be tight tonight
See medusa's who you better be
Didn't you know the word tight was invented because of me?
Activate the left Side
Light the dynamite up on the right side
Ozomatli's like what?
Droppin motherfuckers to their knees like what?
Activate the left Side
Light the dynamite up on the right side
Ozomatli's like what?
Dropping motherfuckers to their knees like what?
Vocal Artillery Vocal Artillery
MC's be chasin benjamins
Only afford them dividends
Flavor but here goes a dash of cinnamon
Tryin to act masculine, deep down they feminine
10% of
him and 90% of shim
Bomb me like vegan and eat ya like Entenmanns
Taste good There's no need to get sentimental
The name is Will.I.Am the misdated,
Black Eyed Peas, Medusa Rocking over the Ozo rhythms
I'll scope you out mid-range, I take full aim
Target MC's like big game
Hand's like real tight, rippin the Mic
Let uncle Kanetic say a rhyme and tuck you in for the night
I came to enhance tracks uplift macs
Leave lines cause when I walk then I'll walk on a path
A feline who spits rhymes c ausing catastrophes
End up catatonic you half-assed
Activate the left Side
Light the dynamite up on the right side
Ozomatli's like what?
Droppin motherfuckers to their knees like what?
Activate the left Side
Light the dynamite up on the right side
Ozomatli's like what?
Dropping motherfuckers to their knees like what?
Vocal Artillery Vocal Artillery
I Just want to say how is it going Los Angeles?
Ozomatli from Los Angeles...yeah
I Just want to say? It's like the status quo is still definitly there
And it's old school and it's...they're not
I mean Los Angeles is a big city
And those politicians are not into going into those communities
And doing real work
You know, and the school system is kind of a wreck
And check out our subway
You know it was a rip off to the taxpayers
And with all the programs came out of the federal literacy programs
A lot of them never would have made it too
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Turn this one up!
Soy guerrillero,
Quiero regresar al frente
Guerrillero
Siempre estamos luchando contra algo,
No parece que hay final,
No importa lo que sea,
Hay que seguir
luchando y peleando
Cuando tu ves nubes en tu camino,
Cuando sientes que ya no puedes,
Recuerda que no estas solo,
Siempre lucharemos juntos
Soy guerrillero,
Quiero regresar al frente, Guerrillero
Como el campesino que siembra fruta,
En una tierra mas seca que el polvo,
Como la madre que da a sus hijos,
Cuando en realidad no hay nada mas de comer,
Cuando tu ves nubes en tu camino,
Cuando sientes que ya no puedes,
Recuerda que no estas solo,
Siempre lucharemos juntos
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Embrace the chaos
C'mon and embrace the chaos
We like to embrace the chaos, yeah
You are the world
[Incomprehensible]
You are the world
[Incomprehensible]
Am I a patriot of the chaos?
Everyday I watch young studs play blocks
In front of buildings, dealing what they gotta
Currency and game exchange
What else?
Souls bought and talked with the father of time
Ask if I'm embracing it, I either wasting it
My mind feel like I'm chasing it
Everyday it gets harder to author a plan
Consult with the Gods 'cuz I know they smarter than man
It's hypnotic how the chaotic harbor the land
Through raw metals, slick women, cars and sedans
Guess we all part of the dance in one way or another
The way a man beat his woman, feeling that he love her
They way five children get killed by their mother
Parts of the universe still to discover
The real uncover fake whether love or hate
For revolution, chaos we embrace
You are the world
[Incomprehensible]
You are the world
[Incomprehensible]
It's like I wrote for freedom my God sticks in
You gon' have to tote for freedom, I awoke in the p.m
To let my folks know it's gonna
Be a brighter, there's light that shines on the corner
In the dawn of the chaos, I try not to be
A pawn or a player so nights I stay up
Write words, for me it's like a prayer
Knowing it'll be, I put it in the air
And stare at the emotions of those in the commotion
Hoping it's the chaos that we grow from
Opened a cold one, build with warriors that hold gun
For the same prize, our souls run
From they window, they see no sun
I say, "Revolution, when he gon' come?"
Yes he came, in way that may seem strange
Only through chaos will we ever see strange
You are the word
[Incomprehensible]
You are the word
[Incomprehensible]
You are the word
[Incomprehensible]
You are the word
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Sácala, que ya viene, esa nena, nena linda.
Anoche te vi bailando solo
Sin una mujer que te acompañe,
Pienso que eres un cobarde
Por no pedir la mano para que baile,
Sudaste, te intimidaste,
Cuando la viste ni te arrimaste,
Mientras que tu piensas y dudas,
Maria baila con un cualquiera
Sácala hermano ponte a bailar mira que te llama Maria
Pídele, pídele la mano hermano,
No tengas miedo, no seas cobarde,
Si no la sacas a bailar,
Otro vendrá y juntos se van,
Juntos se van, juntos se van,
Otro vendrá y juntos se irán
Sácala hermano ponte a bailar,Mira que te llama Maria.
Sacala hermano ponte a bailar mira que te llama Maria
Sacala, que ya viene, esa nena, nena linda
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Ese habla como yo,
Y habla muy lindo,
Y no es cierto lo que dice,
Ese habla como yo,
Y habla muy lindo,
Y no es cierto lo que dice
Check it out
The way you feelin on the outside
Reflects how you feelin on the inside
Tell me now have you really ever stopped tryin
So many people killin
Kids still dyin or multiplyin'
I ain't lyin here's my testimony
The shit I kick is real never ever phony
You spittin cheesy lyrics like macaroni
Call me if you only wanna sit down and write a jam
That stands for Somethin'
Because my passion and rage are highly concentrated
This underground music movement is way too underrated
Pop music came, Five seconds of fame
Time to throw a wrench all up in they game
We trek this battlefield life
With words to sleigh the doubters expect no knives
It's only common sense the heart is more revealing
but a stab to someone's back is much more appealing
We trek this battlefield life with words to sleigh the doubters quitters, cowards
It's only common sense the heart is more revealing
but a stab to someone's back is much more appealing
I know you feel the pain I conceal
Hip hop flip flopped to gain pop appeal
Upon the backs of MCs with integrity
Rap music made wack a celebrity
I ain't worried why be in a hurry
Giant steps are made in inches, snakes tend to scurry
When my steps are taken no room for move fakin'
Your titles exec your visions blurry so hurry hurry
Catch the force of fury
Growin leaps and bounds from the mound which you been buried
Feed off yo energy, two times infinity
MCs are meant to be controllers of mics
We trek this battlefield life
with words to sleigh the doubters expect no knives
It's only common sense the heart is more revealing
but a stab to someone's back is much more appealing
Ese habla como yo,
Y habla muy lindo,
Y no es cierto lo que dice,
Now the slick text in this here context
Is just far too complex, too far out to be fetched
So as I sketch, check my patterns,
My shades and tones
Freak in the microphone
is yours truly saucer
The dope rhyme flosser
I got something for all you wankers and tossers
With dollar budget pushing low grade quality
That's like ghost face sportin some no name wallabies
Now I be damned if I sit on my ass,
While these MCs tresspass cross my grass
Time to landscape,
Reshape the garden for growth,
Spread the message overseas via remote
We got different types of flavas but they taste the same,
All biters no writers in this hip-hop game.
I blame myself plus you for things we do
It's not wonder why we stay under and don't bust through
Because…
We trek this battlefield life
With words to sleigh the doubters expect no knives
It's only common sense the heart is more revealing
but a stab to someone's back is much more appealing
We trek this battlefield life with words to sleigh the doubters quitters, cowards
It's only common sense the heart is more revealing
but a stab to someone's back is much more appealing
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Mi Alma, que piensas en tus sueños.
Mi Alma, que piensas de esta vida.
Con tu presencia puedo ser hombre fuerte.
Nunca te olvides que eso es la verdad.
En todos mis sueños
te doy cariño.
En todos mis sueños
te doy protección.
Es una cosa que no puedo explicarte,
Es una cosa que siento en mi corazón,
Es una cosa que no escapa de mi mente,
Nunca te olvides que eso es la verdad.
Mi Alma, que ves con tus ojos.
Mi Alma, ves colores en el viento.
Con tu sonrisa, puedes brillar el mundo,
Nunca te olvides que eso es la verdad.
En todos mis sueños te doy cariño.
En todos mis sueños te doy protección.
Es una cosa que no puedo explicarte,
Es una cosa que siento en mi corazón,
Es una cosa que no escapa de mi mente,
Nunca te olvides que eso es la verdad.
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Todos que convierten sueños en realidad
Su lucha triunfara
Su alma y su mente ganara
Si señor, los que aprenden el baile
Lograran, reír con la vida
Cuando das todo lo que puedes dar,
Su fuerza se aumenta
Y su corazón crecerá.
Si señor, Los que aprenden el baile,
Lograran, reir con la vida.
Esos que se mueven y se animan
Hace nueva formas de vida
Su espíritu de nuevo nacera.
Si senor, los que aprenden el baile
Lograran, rier con la vida.
Cuando das todo lo que puedes dar,
Su fuerza se aumenta
Y su corazón crecerá.
Si señor, Los que aprenden el baile,
Lograran, reir con la vida.
Todos que convierten sueños en realidad
Todos que convierten sueños
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