Back to the future (22) Lyrics

Yeah yeah mike mic ya tú sabes vamos a meterle con otro flow mnr for life

I jump obstacles while niggas opticals

Can't believe this homosapien amazing mammal

Animal terrorizer I plant my seed and help them grow with my fertilizer

I'll use my special potion so the brain can grow wiser

Chromosomes splits unto another level cerebrum sponge absorbs twice the learning capacity

High density mechanism makes it simple for the opposite to fall in this poetic hypnotism

Capturing sounds and rhythm

Simplicity on this way I see lyrical babies formed by this mc maturing stably on the mic

Creation transformation with verbal information

With no animation illusion or physic disillusion

Genius thoughts mental stability with high capabilities

Iq extreme with extraordinary abilities

On ghetto stories of reality life in the hood of mortality

Staying alive with knowledgeable capacity

Corrupted by the negativity street dreams of making cream illegally

Not knowing what objects would be in front of me

Insane craziness the same stupidness of ignorance

Waste of life for following evil steps and not christ

The only keys for doors opening wasn't hopping but doing what you got to do

Shit too complicated to learn in school

But I got my life back through poetries and ghetto rhymes

About life and hard times nickel bags and dimes

Techs and nines and everything that's mines wrote it and did a rhyme

To make a dime and try to survive

And I'm still nice when I grab dynamic mics

I see freight in some mc's eyes when I spit mines

Reality fuck fantasy fuck dreams of being classy

On top of the world writing phat lyrics is where you'll find me

Creating diamond hits and tracks with phat riffs

Mental strategies and can't nobody fuck with this

Desde chamaco de todo yo fui el culpable

Por actos mal hechos aprendí a cojer las claves

Trampas de vida atrapadoras

Cuatro paredes caminos apretados en mi zona

Obstáculos sin instrucciones manuales como tales

Aprendí acomodar las cosas bien en sus lugares

Sin ayuda de nadie sólo con pulsos de mi sangre

Y mi madre que fue mi padre en mis tiempos desagradables

Pero por todos lados una cabeza para dos cara

Hipocresía la moda que los llamaba

A mucha gente que conmigo siempre jangueaba

Y muchas las heridas que yo recibí en mi espalda

Pero mi propia fase me hizo sentir como un intocable

Razonable el balance para seguir yo adelante

Precaución para mis valores evitando mis dolores

Pintar mi vida con colores

Escribiendo mis canciones niggas

Yeah mike mic mnr for life y cómo quiera seguimos implantando la bandera del hip hop a donde sea y cómo sea solos o acompañados yeah mafia negra baby yeah