Renovadores

[Majid:]
I got the recipe to be the greatest mc you see
My tongue is sword my ammunition the vocabulary
I'm the type you just sit back and listen
when I've heard enough of your shit
I take your mind to prison
cause when I drop my poetry everybody gets frantic
I put you down bitch like the ice did Titanic
I handle this ruff rugged and raw
I do a lot of crazy shit cause I like to explore
take things to a limit that's definitely unheard
watch your speakers as the air gets filled with verbs
hit the curb cause you getting something you don't deserve
ugly as a mother fucker like the singer from the Verve

[Lenny:]
Todos me miran reconocen este estilo
siempre en español en la cima yo estoy fijo
latino orgulloso con formulas que complican
tu formula de pensar sin saber que significan
representar es fundamental, es algo que siempre hago
pase lo que pase tengo outland por mi lado
ven conmigo y déjame enseñarte el camino
y descifrarte las entrañas
de este laberinto formado con palabras
soy representante de un sonido
que queda para la historia
clavado en tu memoria
personaje carismático, como Napoleón
discantar estos versos es mi profesión

[Acorn:]
I come right-n-exact with a mighty impact
The name is Acorn
Blasting off roofs when I brainstorm
Don't stay calm
Never forget it, kid, prospects are limitless
pathetic kids, y'all careers are as short as a minute is
Let it be dark for a minute,
when I kick yo ass it'll spark in it,
You'll never receive a medallion with a mic carved in it,
often it is cats like you I feed my rancor with
You shouldn't have been a poet, but a dancer, kid
The only things bugging me be the eternal Q's,
so now I search for tools that make fire,
so I can be burning crews, at first I chew
ya nerves in two, then I turn into
a pyromaniac and serve ya crew wit hell
till they desert in two, I bring out the worst in you,
make you turn baby like some perverts do,
I'll keep being annoying till the earth is thru breathing
and Armageddon comes bursting thru,
Outland and A make you run home early like if you had
a curfew... WHUT!

[Waqas:]
Me dhashatkard
Jab phi kareeb na hona bekhabarr
Warna kalam karrde ka je sultan tera sarr
Tu mujhse darr
Na larna warna kaat doon ka teri jarr
Kacha jobake tujhe phaink do ka
Waqas ali se na le banga
Tu guli ka lafanga me hoon jadookarr
Eik nazar se tujhe na raib kia
To mera naam waqas nahi
Tere baas sans nahi pyas nahi
Mere saat jang karne ke liye tere baas hatiyarr nahi
Abey tu sonn
Tu ga nahi sakta mere gunn
Mujh chasa banna chata hai kute tu hoga tunn
Dekho zara eik baat zara bata tu hai kia shay
Janta nahi ke dhashatkard hoon me
Eik rhalat nazar se mujhe dekh me tujhe jala doon
Ye bata doon ke mei hoon wo kala jadoon
Harr eik jang ki bazi mei me tujhe hara doon
Zindagi ke bare me eik do cheeze tujhe bata doon

[Translated]
I'm a terrorist
Whenever you near
Don't be unaware
Or this sultan cut'll cut your head of
Be afraid don't step or I'll separate you from your roots
Eat you raw and spit you out
Waqas ali is not the one to mess with
You just a street punk
And I'm a magician
If I don't make you vanish with one stare then change my name
You ain't got the breath it takes
You ain't got thirst it takes
To go to war with me you ain't got the weapon it takes
Yo listen you cant sing my song
Wanna be just like me you must be high
Look at yourself then tell me what you worth
Did you forget I'm a terrorist
One wrong look and you'll burn
Letting you that I am what you call black magic
In every single battle you'll loose
Letting you know a thing or two about life

[Jokeren:]
Når jeg kaster mit dub op så rynkes der på næsen af mc'er
Der har svært ved at kapere en hvid knægt der kaster w'er
Men i '94 var vi ved at producere
For Mack 10 og MC Ren og kan du se hvor jeg vil hen
Vi lavede Westside Slaughta House med Cube og WC
Og når jeg hælder øl ud er det for Ben og Eazy-E
Og når jeg glor ondt på din ho og råber get the fuck out
Tænker jeg på Gangsta Dresta, Compton Crips og B.G. KnockOut
Når jeg står op i boksen på et track med Outlandish
Tænker jeg på min lokale diner's tuna melt sandwich
(mon ikke jeg gør)
Så lad vær at spille dum knægt for nu kender du the deal
& du har hørt det fra Den Gale AKA Madness 4 Real

[Isam:]
I be the great Dane
Half moro - half Viking
Faithful slave of GOD
He my only heart I gave
Riding like a storm
Crossing the sea to the jungle of N.Y.
With my sable attached to the 5 mics on my back right
Paying dues - second generation bout to present the newest trend
Illest form representing hip hop thru the millennium
And then some - extra large - legendary like biggie smalls
Leave my sable by his grave
El moro salutes the greatest one

Heads To The Sky

[Chorus:]
Keep ya head to the sky [x4]
(every man gotta story to tell bout how the made it into this World)

Back in 1965 in motherlands street cafe
where young men were sitting down
drinking coffee 'till this brother came in
u could tell by the look at his face
that he had something that he wanted to share
a story told by a brother to another
'bout heaven, a lotta money and beer
see everybody who gathered around this special man that sunny night
left the café with a dream about being the one to reach this paradise
among these playas was guy who came from the country side
in love with a beautiful city girl
but didn't have what her daddy required
and since life was to pour, land was too dry
he decided to pack his suitcase
and leave without ever saying bye
couldn't look at his mother
cuz she didn't want him to leave her sweet motherland
but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
so he said "mamma" I'll be back again"
the he crossed the sea in the words of God
hoping to get on the right way
get his part, meet his demands, pray
fulfill his heart, taking a chance, grow
all alone in the whole new world

[Chorus:]

A new beginning
as soon as he touched ground
he heard a sound saying his life was about to turn upside down
as fast as he could he got settled with some fellow country men
who had already giving in for gambling alcohol and women
but they were all in the same boat
Left home with the same hope
learned from each others mistakes and then they coped
Mr. dishwasher factory worker
compared to where he came from this job right here was pure luxury
he was no fool though
shit he used his mind as his tool
working his ass of all day at nighttime he went to school
language is power as the years flew on by
he went back home made the love of his life his wife
talking about good shit now lets talk about something bad
lets talk about this fucked up situation one night he had
police pulled him over
thought he was drunk when he was sober
then they thought the car was stolen when in reality it was his Rover
Mr. officer why u harassing my ass
I pulled u over because u black ass was going too fast
suddenly insecurity came upon his face like a flash
was this really the type of future he would like his kids to have

See daddy came
Daddy saw
Daddy took
Daddy got what he gave
A new home and new fam
And a new working place is what he gained
Gave his kids what he didn't have as a child
"U go for the gold"
The opportunity to be whatever they may desire
"U get on a role"
bilingual and beautiful
could there be a sweeter pie
I think not
But I let u decide
In the future
Inshallah

[Chorus:]

Introduction

[Verse1 (Isam)]
It all begins with the early morn' prayer
A humble peace to the angels on each of my shoulders
Before I seize the sun, one kiss gon' hit the sky
God is great! I'm probably the happiest kid on the block
Trying to lace this rhyme in time
Ran through them streets
The brown kid with the curls got the beat
Trying to explain the whole world how I'm so mainstream
Call me sell-out
Down with the fastest growing religion
Down with the fastest growing industry in this business
I love how I live
Ain't gotta have a reason to give
Inspiration through the way that I live
Remember the name I.S.A.M
How hard can it be, Bachiri is the fam
My outlandmoro is the clan

[Chorus]

Walk the plank, no half stepping, ya running out of time
World is yours kid, sure ain't mine
Gotta get yours, gotta get mine
Wise up or get shot, trying to cross the line

[Verse2 (Lenny)]

De nuevo estamos
Haciendolo, tomandonos
El tiempo
Para retornar a lo sencillo
El pan es mi trabajo el cual yo nunca esquivo
El agua es mi trofeo
Y cada vez me exijo mas sudor, mas esfuerzo
para mejorar
Martinez cosecha ideas
Todo se puede superar y elevar
A un escano alla en lo alto
Donde los simples dan sus pasos

[Translation:]

Here we are again
Doing it, taking us
The time
To return to simplicity
The bread represents the work, witch I never turn my back on
The water is my trophy
And every time I ask my self for, more sweat, more effort
To improve
Martinez crops ideas
Everything can be overcome and be elevated
To a step higher in the sky
Where the common people take their footsteps

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Waqas)]

Meet me half way on the bridge 'cause I'm half way home
From the land of nasty drums dirty dollars and chromes
Only time people popping their collars to keep the heat out
Your shit ain't clean then keep your feet out
Uh yeah it's outlandmoro again
We all about bread and barrels of water
Simple things we outta open our eyes to
You recognize me I'll recognize you
But if not who will despise who?
Uh yeah we all wanna conquer them stairs
Most of us not prepared I can see you scared
Cause 5 times a day I'm on rehab, but still I bounce back
Somehow it's like that

[Ending]

Uhh let it shine
I know ya by my side
Feel the most kind
I thank you for this life

Along, along the way
Might fall once or twice
Promise you at the end of the day
I will see your light

Guantanamo

[Intro:]
El sol calienta alla en lo alto
Y la palma real nos alumbra
Orgullo de mi tierra cubana
Aqui no hay canto en vano

[Translation:]

The sun heats above
And the royal palm enlights us
With the pride of my Cuban soil
Here it can't be found
A song in vain

[Chorus]

Mi casa y su casa - Guantanamo
The grass is greener on my side - eh eh eh
And I got all my moros here - Guantanamo
Just me y my familia - eh eh eh

[Rapverse1 (Isam)]

Ey chico!
Just idle the car while I run in to the super Mercado
Cop the Cuban bootleg compay Segundo
Gon' barbeque, ya know ill kebab
Only this time, no blues brotha
The vibe is Cuba
Give twenties and couple of wise words to the kids
I'm an example to them, stay in school learn buiss'
Tell'em; respect the whole nine
Respect them old folks
Take my dinner with the Don
Couscous with parmesan
The sun is about to set
Hawaiian shirts, Havana cigars
Red sky, hot breeze, ladies like the guitars
And I can assure ya ass my pueblo is ghetto
Veteran cars ain't no flat tire, just hold on
Or we can lounge in Tangier
Not the one in Vegas, naah the one in Maroc
Cruise the Atlantic, from yours to my block
Mo' hot sauce, mo' sipping, mo' palmas, mo' bailar

[Chorus]

[Rapverse2 (Lenny)]

El son de mi cuba
Me da los buenos dias
Desayuno y al salir
Todo el mundo ya esta arriba
Oye chico subele el volumen
Me encanta ese bolero
Y esta cola para el pan
Le da la vuelta al mundo entero
Ahora ya en La Habana
Viejas calles con aire colonial
Los problemas no se ocultan
Pero hay dulzura al pasar
Las palmas como el Che
Orgullecen el paisaje
Voy cantando
De donde son los cantantes
Por mi isla mi compadre voy cruzando
Solo en shorts, con mis gafas
Mi chevy y el sol ardiente
Hoy es un dia especial
Porque hoy me voy para Oriente

[Translation:]

The sun of my Cuba
Salutes me good morning
I take breakfast and come out
The whole world is already up
Hey chico turn the volume up
Coz I love this bolero
And this line to buy the bread, goes around the entire world anyway
Now picture La Habana
The old streets with colonel air
Problems can't be hidden
But you'll find sweetness at you pass by
The palms like El Che bring pride to the landscape
While I'm singing
"De donde son los cantantes"
Only in shorts with my sunglasses
My chevy and the burning sun
Today is a special day
Coz today I'm on my way to the Orient

[Rapverse2 (Waqas)]

A million degrees u can barely move
Plus la salsa making it hotter
In this Cohiva groove
Life is what u make it
It's that simple & plain
Sometimes u get sunshine
But 4 now we got no rain

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Waqas)]

Move it to the left
Back up a bit
Ok hold it there
We gonna watch the game
Even though the signal ain't clear
Where I'm from they call it cricket
Around here it's pelota
That's 2 great games
Coming from two proud cultures
You've seen them play their part on the streets from the start
Some of the greatest came from here you know they got heart
Role models from the block deep down in the ditch
Then they switch hit a 6
A ball left man off the pitch

[Bridge]

Ouwee!
Lights out, ain't got no electricity for the rest of the night
We don't care, lighters up
Bounce to this beat, 'til the sun gon' come up
Mo hot sauce, mo sipping, mo palmas, mo baile
Mo sunshine

[Outro:]

Esto va para Alamar y para el resto de mi Cuba

[Translation:]

This goes out to Alamar and to the rest of Cuba

Peelo

Peelo
Gutter ka pani peelo
Kabhi na kabhi to peelo
Me hoon hero tu hai zero

[Rapverse1 (Waqas)]

Don't even go there kid you know I'm out of your damn reach
Your talk is cheap at least I practice what I teach
And when all systems fail you return to the beats
But got nothing to say, the chosen one for defeat
And I spot you in the crowd while I flash in the spotlight
How you wish you could be more like me and bust over beats tight
And reach out to these kids 'cause when I speak you know they listen
I paid the king a visit now he delivers pizza in prison
You said I was bizarre don't watch stars mob floors
You see I was hardcore if you gave me less I made it more
But fuck that one love baby let's hit for that cheddar
Basically we the same I just make it look better

[Chorus]

[Rapverse2 (Lenny)]

Toma del arroyo de los celos, perros
Te lo digo en la lengua de mi amigo, peelo
Te duele toda rima que yo escribo, y sigo
Siendo en estos montes yo el mero, mero
Hijo de la gran p***
Un momento, respeto a la madre tuya
Porque eres tu quien es la puta
Pobrecito toma mi rima y mis contratos
Quieres estar en mis zapatos
En la supuesta rampa de la fama
No vendas la carne antes mata la vaca
No estas listo nino
Para una guerra verbal
Es a mi al que siempre te van a comparar

[Translation:]

Drink of the rivulet of jealousy, dogs
Now I'll say it in his native tongue, peelo
You hurting by every single rhyme I write, and I keep
Been in this countryside the fucking one
Son of a b****
Hold it!! Respect to your mama
Coz it is you who's the bitch
Poor little thing, here you have my rhyme and my contracts
You want to be in my shoes
In the so-called spotlight
You know you can't sell the meat before killing the cow
You ain't ready kid
To a verbal war
It will always be me who you gonna be compare to

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Isam)]

You claim that I'm a mammas boy
Cuz I don't smoke or drink alcohol
She claims that I'm criminal like last weeks thief at the mall
Some say I don't sound like hip hop suppose to sound
Ain't got no L.A, N.Y, Dirty South type of sound
That's what I'm trying say
I was born and raised here
Let the Source Magazine cross the sea and represent here
Tell them how we felt the day Pac got shot
While they were screaming pour some liquor
We prayed all night in the mosque
Tell them how best "pop of the year" is "rap of the year"
Fuck being nominated 6 times give me "rock the year"
Ask Jay-B, he'll tell ya, no stormy weather
Not even the ugliest typhoon could ruin this set up
I was laughing, TZZZ!!! All the way to the bank
Changed the whole game based on a pop album prank
Hell next year for the fun of it
We do it again, again and again
2000 and 3, 4, 10

Aicha

[Verse1]
So sweet, so beautiful
Everyday like a queen on her throne
Don't nobody knows how she feels
Aicha, Lady one day it will be real

She moves, she moves like a breeze
I swear I can't get her out of my dreams
To have her shining here by my side
I'd sacrifice all them tears in my eyes

[Chorus]

Aicha Aicha - passing me by (there she goes again)
Aicha Aicha - my my my (is it really real)
Aicha Aicha - smile for me now
Aicha Aicha - in my life

[Verse2]

She holds her child to her heart
Makes her feel like she is blessed from above
Falls asleep underneath her sweet tears
Her lullaby fades away with his fears

[1/2Chorus]

[Bridge]

She needs somebody to lean on
Someone body, mind & soul
To take her hand, to take her world
And show her the time of her life, so true
Throw the pain away for good
No more contemplating boo

[Verse3]

Lord knows the way she feels
Everyday in his name she begins
To have her shining here by my side
I'd sacrifice all them tears in my eyes
Aicha Aicha - ecoute moi

[Chorus]

Gritty

[Chorus]
In the bus
Bumping with my thugs
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

On my block
In my set
You don't wanna test
You don't want me to get up and slap u whut

On the porch
In the crib
Eating mammas meal
You don't want me to get up and slap u whut

On the phone
Doing buiss'
Trying to close a deal
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

[Rapverse1 (Waqas)]

We gonna party it's monsoon wedding up in here
Soon as we touch ground "tusi chad chak dey"
Say what?
We gonna tear the roof up
And get crunked on "garam chai" up at the bar with my feet up

[RapVerse1 (Lenny)]

Me llaman cabron
No quiero escribirle a tu maldita cancion
Estoy cansado de hacer favores
Ponte en mis zapatos
Este ritmo esta estropeado para el carajo

[Translation]

They call me Cabron
Coz I dont want to write your damned song
I'm so tired of doing favours
Put your self in my shoes!
This rhythm is waisted

[Rapverse1 (Waqas)]

If the shoe don't fit?
Fuck it wear it anyway
Man it's too tight!!!
Then cut it
I need my space
Did you know her?
Nah never seen her face
Shorty acting like we go back like biggie and faith

[Rapverse1 (Lenny)]

?Quien quiero ser ?
Pelusa
Quiero ser como El Diego
Rebelde puro con amor por el juego
Coraje latino
Eso es tan puro
Serena intensidad
Eso te lo aseguro

[Translation]

Who I wanna be?
Pelusa
I wanna be like El Diego (Maradona)
Rebellious with passion for the game
Latin spirit
That's so pure
Serenely intensity
You bet

[Chorus]

[Rapverse2 (Isam)]

Rghh tfuu!
Snakes all up in this chase
I'm trying to get out of this shhhh
They' trying to steal my plate
Keep them out of my show
Keep them out of my goal
Don't give me that sweet talk you
Keep them out of my flow
I'm tired of y'all; nobody get's the job done around here
I don't eat pork, thought I made my self clear
You slipped bacon in my white rice
Instead of them prawns
I had no clue, came home
Breathe smelling like Santa Claus
Who the boss??? You???
Naah, me that's who!!!
Who got the bread??? You???
Naah, me that's who!!!
Say, you want me to get up and slap your butt
You better believe you out of a job
Cuz of the food you fucked, you are fired, ya fool!!!

[Bridge]

We, we don't need nobody else no
Take your business somewhere else fool
Tell your peeps not to bother me no more

Ya keep ya friend close but ya keep ya enemy closer
Take the bitter with the sweet, and the sweet with the bitter
Mix it with a little bit of brains and some cheddar
How ya gon' live my brotha if ya don't matter

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Waqas)]

All my live moros throw your hands up
Let me see you go skyhigh to this cut
Letting you know El Moro tear the club up
How you gonna live my brother if you don't know what's up

[RapVerse3 (Lenny)]

Mira al Moro, mirame
Watch me as I put it down
Suavemente admirame
Presente con mi mara que queres
Vete, este no es lugar para un bebe

[Translation]

Watch El Moro, watch me
Watch me as I put it down
Admire me gently
Present with my gang, what ya want
Fuck off, this ain't a place for a baby

If Only

It's all so quiet in here
If only - I got's to do this
If only - yeah

[Rapverse1 (Isam)]

I know I'm takin' ya for granted as hell
Don't care, never talk, when we do, not well
Come home, all tired and straight to bed
U b like; remember salaat
And I be like; forget that
I missed the first 4
Anyhow can't deny my conscious is broke
Double standard - 100, ask me why and I choke
Sistas stay home while brothas hit the clubs
Tale spinning on fast lanes, drinking all up
I give a damn about u'd walk a 1000 miles for me
I won't even go down to the nearest corner shop for ya
Food on the table every time I run home
Praying while the TV is on, my focus all gone
Can't take ya serious when ya blame me for ya misery
Why can't ya be mo like his or her son, I'm sick of it
I wish I could turn back the hands of time
If I could, if I could
I would be ya perfect son
Instead of these tears in du'a

[Chorus]

Oh my friend
Can't take it anymore
The pain, the rain, the good times missin'
Help me sing
If only - we could be down
If only - we'd work it out now
If only - we'll be strong, we got's to keep on holdin' on

[Rapverse2 (Waqas)]

It wasn't love at first sight, not even the first night
Came later build on mutual respect insight
Ok we argue a lot yaaaaa told u I was leaving
So we say stupid things when we mad but we don't mean 'em
Come on how did u expect us to connect so fast
We knew zero about each other got hooked up by my mother
U was digging Bollywood while I was in to beats and rhymes
Before it all was about me
Now it's all about us
You see relationship's build on support and trust
And we had cracks in both
We came close to a divorce
Then he came in and things got better we thought
All though diapers for our baby's bootie we could barely afford
For now me and you we scrubbing floors together
But someday inshallah we gonna floss together
It's been a bumpy ride so far we'll face it together
No matter the weather
It's me you and ours forever

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Lenny)]

Si solo yo pudiera
Viajar en el tiempo
Si solo yo pudiera
Volver por un momento
Y sentarme junto a usted
Y hablar de hijo a padre
Sentarme junto a usted
De amigo a compadre
Le diria hay una cosa que no se debe de olvidar
La familia es lo primero, es elemental
Pero supongo que en este punto
Somos diferentes y como reprocharle
Si usted es el ausente
Y ahora que ya no esta de que sirve
No se quien tuvo la culpa pero una cosa quiero decirle
Mi madre me hizo hombre
Ella es fuerte y con orgullo
A ella le debo todo mi pasado mi futuro

[Translation]

If only I could
Travel back in time
If only I could
Go back for a moment
And sit down with you
And talk son to father
Sit down with you
Friend to companion
I would tell you there is a thing you can't forget
The family is number one, is essential
But I guess that in this aspect
We're different and how can I reproach you
If you have always been absent
And now that you're gone it doesn't make a difference
I don't know who's fault it is
But one thing I want to tell you
My mom made me a man
She is strong and proud
To her do I own everything
My past and my future

[Bridge]

Why why so quiet
Baby ya think by now
We'd knew any better

Why all this fightin'
Maybe we should talk
Instead of all this hidin'

[Chorus]

[Ending]

Nobody
Holdin' us down
No more
Oh no

El Moro

[Chorus]
Out to change the game - el Moro
Withstand the pain - el Moro
Knock them out' the frame - el Moro

If ya don't settle for less - el Moro
Always God bless - el Moro
Take out the best - el Moro
We are Moro's - Outland Moro's

[Rapverse1 (Majid)]

Face the fear
'Cause you will never make it here
I'm making it clear
You better disappear
Something rotten in Denmark like in Shakespeare
I suggest you hold tight to the ones you hold dear
Damn I'm getting tired of these motherfucking snakes
Who's really jealous who's the ones that hates
Claiming the got backs but they never share their cake
Talking 'bout sharing but all they do is take
The ultimate the illest shit popping you any tournament
Take your rap and furnish it
Majid the name you heard of it
Calm your asses down the general screams at ease
You practice no justice I convert no peace

[Chorus]

[Rapverse2 (Isam)]

Once 3 kings
Biggie, Pac and young Hov
9 out of 10 would put it 2 down and one to go
Hearts full of hatred when it comes to this rap
Got a classic? (Oh oh) ya best be strapped
Everyday the game is growing mo' money mo' problems
Mo' concern on pushing big units mo' violent
Hip hops changed, ain't a black thing anymore G
Young kids in Baghdad showing 2 on 3
Holla West coast?! Naah West bank for life
Upside down, holla for my moros aight
Spit rhymes in Arabic on the same level like Jada
You wouldn't know if you should head bang or belly dance playa
I'm that sand nigga type of Johnny Cochran yaw dig
World wide like H.C. Andersen, I won't quit
Don't depend on the rap game, I depend on my brain
Ya stereotype me; I knock you out like prince Naseem

[Rapverse3 (Lenny)]

Ya lo sabes......

Estan fuera de quicio
Ambicionando nuestro escano
Inalcanzable pretension
Es, pan o muerte en esta selva soy tacano
Somos los Quijotes
Frios cuando esto es necesario
Luz en lo oscuro que dicen que es mi barrio
Hemos inculcado sabor en concreto
Pintando mi sangre y mi suburbio por supuesto
Vieja foto de lo existente
Y si ha estado en la portada se me ha ido de la mente
Soy bohemia de las letras
Contemporaneo y sincero
Y dentro de mi casa soy todo un pionero
Asi que todos de aqui al horizonte
Alcen la M por El Moro
Anche no capisci niente

[Translation]

You know it....

They're out of line
Pursue our bench
Unattainable pretension
It's bread or dead and in this jungle I'm niggardly
We're the Quixotes
Colds when we need to be it
Light in the dark they say me hometown is
We have inculcated flavour in the concrete
Painting my blood and my suburb of course
An old photo of the already existing
And if it had been in the cover then I overlooked it
I'm the bohemian of words
Contemporary and sincere
And inside my house I'm a pioneer
So everyone from here to the horizon
Raise the M for El Moro
Though you don't get this

[Chorus]

[Rapverse4 (Waqas)]

I stay on target like a stinger
You call me Jinnah
Never lost focus still I came out a sinner
I'm not here to change the world just clean my house
And scoop up my mom in a coup 'cause she needs a new couch
Its outlandmoro you can't run or hide
'Cause we come across like the truth I tell you no lie
At first underrated these kids won't last
In no time they will be over as quick as a finger snap
We beat the critics now look who run rap
It feels good even your sister be faking my autograph
At shows hugs and kisses
Afterwards you diss us
You can't give us scars that we can't heal with stiches

Eyes Never Dry

[Intro]
Ain't gonna be the one who's lost
One who's gone
One who's wrong, no
Don't wanna be the falling one
Crawling one
Drowning one, no
What a beautiful day today
And I can't get a lil' smile from ya
Should've known about everything
I guess, I wasn't made up for what u wanted to
Still the meaning ain't clear
Somebody keeps crying in the morning
And it never dries
I gotta find a way out of the moaning
And I hope I'll get it done in due time
Sure, life is hard
Sure, time is now
Just keep on believing
And u gon' be winnin' 'em all
In due time...

Sista
Brotha
The Lord gon'
Be there

[Chorus]

It's all gon' be alright
You ain't got's to cry
Day in & day out
Eyes never dry

It's all gon' be alright
You ain't got's to cry
Day in & day out
Eyes are never dry

[Rapverse1 (Waqas)]

In the name of the most beneficent the most high
He who holds my soul before and after I die
See I'm lost in confusion so please help me lord
I wanna act right but can't play my cards right
Don't let me go astray show me the right path
So I can be amongst the righteous and not those who catch your wrath
Any fool can make a baby only a man can raise one
June 17th you granted me a son
I know the first look is forgiven but the second isn't
But I'm already at my 5th lord now I wish I'd listened
To the truth I know a part of it still in denial
If I knew what your loved one knew I would barely smile

[Chorus]

[Rapverse2 (Lenny)]

Perdon senor
Por todos mis pecados
Aqui estoy llorando
Ante mi cama arrodillado
Senor mio yo he pecado
Senor mio yo he herido
A un ser muy querido
A un ser al que yo amo
Y que siempre he respetado
Yo rezo a que la cuides
Que las penas tu le quites
Alumbrale sus pasos
Y los frios de sus anos
Suplico la bendigas
Dale paz a cada uno de sus dias
Besale el camino
Hacerla feliz yo no ha podido
Es lo unico que te pido
Te lo ruego
En el nombre del Padre
Del Hijo y el Espiritu Santo
Amen

[Translation]

Forgive me my Lord
For all my sins
Here I am crying
Kneeled before my bed
My Lord I've sinned
My Lord I've hurted
A dear one
Someone I love
And always have respected
I pray you to take care of her
And that her sorrow you'll take away
Illuminate her steps
And the cold of her years
I supplicate you to bless her
Give peace to every single one of her days
Kiss her way
Coz I couldn't make her happy
This is the only thing I pray to you for
I beg you
In the name of the Father
The Son and the Holy Spirit
Amen

[Bridge]

Sista
Brotha
The Lord gon'
Be there

[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Isam)]

Dry ya tears sis I can't stand seeing ya cry
U got so much heart for a lil' girl
U worry like mom
6 years old and she already reads the fam like a book
How come u're so sad kid, don't u worry 'bout it too
So she rather sit next to me so I can explain how it is
How it ain't true her brother is jobless because of his Diin
And it's b.s. when her sista claims her name was the reason for beef
And the fam is full of it when they tell her we gon' leave
Yeah I'm lying to her, but only to see that smile on her face
I'm her role model, whut??? I gots to give the kid faith!!!
I'm prayin that one day she'd be on top of the world
As this pearl puts her veil on
And runs out to her girls...
Knowin'

[Chorus]