Blade, Zenit, 2006-6-6,
guerrilla tactics, Babel Tower.

[Zenit]
El d?que plasm?sto un papel viajaba en tren,
era el tercer aniversario de una guerra en Oriente Pr?o,
que puso un ambiente toxico en mi sien
para siempre desde mi punto ?co ya ven.
Vengo y lo suelto en esta pista,
si oscuro es el futuro que el auguro no es porque sea pesimista,
es que ya es oscuro el cristal a trav?del que se tiene que mirar
lanzo dardos que se claven en tu mente al rapear.
Es de cronista, tengo una espinita clavada en el coraz? se me enquista
pues sue?se pueden hacer realidad
y si so?er terrorista y acabar
con el culpable de la invasi?e Irak.
Es culpa m?que aun exista,
se me escapo la ira, me atrap?nublo mi vista,
cagada tras cagada de un gobernante aumenta la lista,
el da?rreparable aun perdura y aun as?ienen la cara dura,
de exigir soluciones despu?de permitir las acciones
mas irresponsables de la historia, si no falla mi memoria
usted tiene una trayectoria pa olvidar.
Se?Aznar usted de Franco poco dista,
usted y Blair son ratas, busco a un Hamel?el flautista,
diab?o con el rap de antagonista,
lideres de el gobierno de un infierno eterno
solo en mi cuaderno continua siendo invierno.
Soy realista, ese tr?de demonios es fascista,
yo solo un artista, no hay mas que decir,
esto no es una entrevista de revista en la que insista un periodista,
no voy a mentir, el rap es mi exorcista.

[Estribillo]
Instead of starting a war, come on, feat the people,
get your head up your ass and listen to the people,
gobernantes solo piensan en petr?, no en el pueblo,
yo plasmo en este folio lo que pienso lo que piensa el pueblo.

You supose to gobern a war where everybody is equal,
but you think the states is king and nobody is equal,
nada es igual si gobernantes todo de mierda cubren,
deberia ser igual, aprendan del hip hop movement.

(Blade)
Let me explain what the triple 6 means,
is the time of the devil, the goberment that can close it,
dreams, they dry out into enemies,
floud the earth without nomanaties.
Drain your energies, separate flamilies, segregate the universe,
so for the rice or oil, material game,
the world is now destroyed, everybody is in creen,
the eagle and the triangles, simbol of the power that control the earth,
watching every move you make on Canorous,
rain, carry on, in isn't gorgeaus,
the simbol shouldn't be an eagle,
it should be a vulture cause they're poltorous,
who will they culture next, what nation would they invade,
who the fuck game in the power to treat people to slaves,
god help us, so to step in to war again,
Biernabil, revisited like a tournament,
invasion for the cost and threath,
drains flow into buildings, in the hope of decanate,
and in a split second of world changes, nothing is the same,
puss the warm manga, the goberment's the blame,
he might us wall high up fleed the fly those planition to the twin towers,
they abused their powers,
the last day of closening and how the hell are were suppose to win
when their isn't no wing, situation is the sin,
the dark angels is on this throne, laughing is the world,
conversiting, garden, threaten to control the earth, he's winning.

Yo, Bush, Blair, leaders of the world, you ain't here for the people.
Nobody wants a war, stop that now, everybody wants peace,
talk to the people and you find out, that's what they want,
peace, no more war.

[Estribillo]
Instead of starting a war, come on, feat the people,
get your head up your ass and listen to the people,
gobernantes solo piensan en petr?, no en el pueblo,
yo plasmo en este folio lo que pienso lo que piensa el pueblo.

You supose to gobern a war where everybody is equal,
but you think the states is king and nobody is equal,
nada es igual si gobernantes todo de mierda cubren,
deberia ser igual, aprendan del hip hop movement.

(Zenit y Blade)
Fuck the goberment, Fuck the goberment,
Fuck the goberment, Fuck the goberment (x3)

No more war!