[Lenny:]

Voy pa’l este

Que todos me sigan

Voy pa’l este

Que todos se miran

Con la medida mas alta que existe

Con esta verdad es que nadie resiste



[Waqas:]

Frankly speaking, we are eager

To be bumpin’ this out to your speakers

So plently(?) chance if you are not in

And there’s no offense so come again

Now watch us, we vow we’re out of control

You let el moro so therefore hit with it __(?)

Shawts with flow

Brrrrrrrrrr

There you go.



[Lenny:]

Ahora te cambio yo el flow,

Yo tengo este don de hacer sobre el pita lo que quiera:

Le pego, la muerdo, la trago, la cuido, porque yo soy la fiera (??)



[Chorus:]

Dale duro

Dale duro, duro

Asi que: dale duro, dale duro, duro [x2]

Asi que:

Some strugles and troubles

I’m begging they hustle, not moving their muscles

So come n’ get me

Dale duro

Dale duro, duro

Asi que: dale duro,dale duro,duro [x3]

There we go

They’re gonna be brave

And you’ll be amazed

Don't live in a haze, so hit hard.



[Isam:]

No matter how pop(?)

When haters don’t stand a chance

No matter who, why, when, can’t deny who I am

Wanna tell me how to live,

Tell me how to think right

Think you got me figured out

‘Cuz you believe though a hype



[Waqas:]

I don’t care if you trump,

One day you’ll gon' be low on cash

I don’t care how you __(?)

Imma keep coming back

Wanna know where I stay(?)

Get your front page

Tell you: what? I ain’t mad, Imma shine away your hate!



[Isam:]

Yeah I was born in the west,

Went to school in the west,

Learned to walk in the west,

Maybe die in the west.

I am universal, got reasons, got blames,

Feel flexible and simple,

So fresh, so clean

Try to outcast my deen(?)

Start fresh, new season(?)

Till we change what is in ourselves,

Go break your ego!



[Chorus:]



[Lenny:]

Un moro, dos moros, tres moros que:

Ponen en fuego los titulares

Pero en la caye tienen fe.

Tres moros, dos moros, un moro mas

(like this, life music)

esto es mas, que mas?



[Isam:]

I said sister, whatch' you’re crying about?

(I don’t know)

You’re just a little bit of woman,

But you sound like a crowd

With the sound like a crowd



[Lucy Love:]

So what? I'm half your size

I’m like a house of bricks

I’ve got that extra spice

Yes, I'm just full of tricks

My webs(?) are made of cabla'(?)

To resist a million kicks,

Yes I’m a rolling stone,

To me, nothing sticks

I’m going higher, even though I had withdrawn since '96(??)



[Chorus]