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