Consciously, pouring flows, infiltrating with passion, 100% conscious The mic is my sword,
my shield and my flag,
In this sea of hip hop,
they call me the Mareal,
Ripping everything, leaving my footprint, my voice is my strength,
my most beautiful soul The,
I am the echo of my people,
the voice that does not die,
the echo of my people,
I am the echo of my people,
the voice that does not die,
the echo of my people,
Yes, verses are the voice of what they are not heard,
of those who fight day to day but always despised,
Singing for those who resist,
do not give up and do not give up,
anonymous and invisible heroes who also beep,
And forget when my peace,
my freedom, without borders, every note is a trip,
every rhythm comes out of the big sphere,
I am an urban poet,
a troubadour out of the asphalt,
if my lyrics are bullets,
this is a fucking assault,
I am the echo of my people,
I am the echo of my people,
the voice that does not die,
the echo of my people,
I am the echo of my people,
I am the echo of my people,
the voice that does not die,
the echo of my people,
I am the reflection of my environment,
the voice of each neighborhood,
my rap is the truth,
without makeup or distress,
MH brought me,
If you do not believe me, go and ask,
do not listen