| I went down to Seville to look for a colleague
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| His name is The Other, he is 14 years old
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| I wanted to see this topic from both sides
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| I want you to listen to him well, WFN again hey, tell me how it is
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| Some for fashion wear baggy clothes, smoke ganja
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| They are already all over Spain
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| They're just over the tail
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| They take it as something superficial
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| They get vicious, they get mad, mishap, they mess up and that's it
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| And who cares, right?
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| If it's just rough music
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| They look for the essence or they coscan and they fall like flies
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| just another fad
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| Liters and a rhythm entourage
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| Your friend left the entourage and thinks that he has no merit
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| Some think they're sorry for wearing a No Limit
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| Clear proof of deficit
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| And it's hard to decide whether to be explicit or not
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| Today I'm with Chojin, I do chilin
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| I bring shimin and on the beat I surf
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| Survival is the title
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| For me it's a factor for you it's just another chapter
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| And so it goes, they go in and out like Xena, they see it
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| I eat the fashion of the young and that fucks me
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| There are few crazy people who are still in this
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| I do not protest, I report my discomfort with the environment
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| My goal survive if I survive write
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| So that they survive and I will continue spending saliva
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| and it gives me courage
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| How many as soon as you split the luggage
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| It is light as such ephemeral chapter
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| My belief speaks of pen, paper on credence
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| 14−28, question of survival
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| Survival is a long-distance race
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| Those who live fast get tired soon
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| Faces change but we're still us
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| Future, present, 14−28
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| Survival is a long-distance race
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| Those who live fast get tired soon
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| Faces change but we're still us
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| Future, present, 14−28
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| Dude, I'm just here to give you more of my style
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| Mounted on vinyl, I ride into infinity
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| In the meadow there are only skulls of MC's
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| They couldn't stand the gray winter and I've known
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| That in this environment only the strongest survive
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| Competence is usually incompetent
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| How many groups appear, they fade
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| Nor do they return again with different faces
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| They're all the same, they say the same platitudes
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| That's why no one knows them outside their streets
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| They have clubs with other groups with whom they share
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| Their materials against the common mortals
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| The worse you speak the better rapper you are
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| You have to say that the girlfriends of the others love you
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| But it's a lie, they say it just because it rhymes
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| 18 tracks in an empty demo
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| They get drunk before going on stage
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| Because they are scared, they are afraid of the public, of failure
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| Skip the needle and they say:
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| It doesn't matter, I'm still here improvising, I'm nailing them down;
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| Always the same, that's why I'm a dinosaur
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| About a day mass extinctions of MC's of palo
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| I've seen so many retire, from the first album to the eighth
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| Who understands that I don't get excited when I see you, pabo
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| I call it work, not a hobby
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| Not even releasing an LP can you compare yourself with the one who sees you
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| To go from believing that you are going to break up to seeing that you are just... another
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| that will last a short time
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| In the backstage I wait for the agreed signal
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| I love that feeling in my belly
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| I hear the voices when the lights go down
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| The challenge remains for the public to enjoy
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| Survival is a long-distance race
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| Those who live fast get tired soon
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| Faces change but we're still us
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| Future, present, 14−28
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| Survival is a long-distance race
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| Those who live fast get tired soon
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| Faces change but we're still us
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| Future, present, 14−28 |