They are only feelings ... What is inside me .... It is RAP! It's what I feel, what is asleep which takes into what you get out is what I feel in verse is more than rap is our truth ... ... It's pure feeling, I need to do rap because it fulfills me more than you can imagine because two Hs are my life and it always will be are pen and paper hearts is that never left me. It's not rap for doing something is rap because I feel because this is just I live every moment because feelings plasmo in verse I write every line is to give life to my notebook. Is the book of my history each page is a day because rap gets away from the monotony this is my world the only world they want, because to be happy not need your money. And I like being a prisoner of rap I need nothing more to be in my reality away from evil who just want to see my final goes beyond rap What this really feels. Poque there is always a dead feeling in that heartbreaking, but rap REVIVIO that feeling and hit pieces, of the heart, that only beats for their cause when the charges kick inside to stay on hold, no longer have standing because walking to tell because rap is my way of escape and get away from all evil every feeling that comes from my pen is sincere the role is to listen to the heart of the first I give it all, and look another I am an enigmatic I write him feel alive, this is magic! the first is the rap in person, the rest goes after for me because rap 24,7,33 and days after when resist step strange things happen I have to wear foundation, pen, paper Wherever You Go is that nothing, nothing and nobody, qeu get leave after this life Rap is my labyrinth, my imprisonment, my jail but also my departure. [Chorus] It is more than a feeling goes beyond rap, is something that takes into and no one will snatch is nothing but empty words that are used to fill our beginning and end rap never fail us. (repeat) Pleymovil was what you buy pleymovil to see movies snap, mother is not so strange to leave the institution by the rap is the dream that you have a child, and nobody removes feel the beat of rap when my heart beats I always accompanies rap from the morning sun until the last yawning brings me to my bed for you recreational for me is something more serious He learned more of hiphop that cla** and school. How much anger, hate and love I wasted in the roles hiphop love me back I got robbed women was my only company my only hope so I desbanezco when the ink is spent. Spent, and my heart becomes pale, I'm scared because my one is missing a panic, dear diary I write but not how to start Ojas your calling me and mine is beginning to fade. Find tears in pages leaving the marks of the drops, few sentences enshrined in the blog notes we spent together many intense phases rap thanks I owe you more than what you think. How many times I've cried and have destroyed the papers how many nights did ablandole only my f**ing walls but few smiles you gave me (bis) I want more you want, wanted to rap, more than you ever wanted. [Chorus] Words, problems, all Yaze in my mind, I can not help always to write constantly, which warrior try not to humiliate above, a pen and paper birth will see all my rhymes to write, my body is transformed, the heart is the boss, in my mind which leans of what I write, or for what I write, feelings are not words which crop out of me. Each, represent what I feel is anger, is pain, or my complaints, what I have inside, not even I know, It was this feeling, I hico MC. You know why? (Because!) I like to convey that people can hear me, and knows more than me, through my cries, through my heartbeat that play when you get to start their 5 senses, With that enough for me, I am too happy rap only makes me change I see color gray write a lot, and nothing affects me everything happens to me the pen point me in plasma. The day you decide to stop writing, be the day that my soul no longer wants to be here. And is that a hihop taken, every thorn that rankled, and everything has always given me nothing. [Chorus] You are what you most want, my only company, because the rap for me is like my second family, sentimietno of hatred, anger, phobias, love, pain, sadness envy, joy which would I be without you. My happiness, my are my cancer and AIDS Running through my DNA as nda, these in my skin, my soul you are my d**h and life, doi thanks for my disease EPATITIS, rappp. It happened to me many things, and all have suffered, these are the feelings which I experienced smell, sight, touch, taste, and also heard but my rap is my best sense Few understand this is the feeling that never goes out light guide me a way to the end of the page, I have no fear, always be with me, is that you are the only reason I'm alive