Sindicato Argentino Del Hip Hop – Agite

Sindicato Argentino Del Hip Hop Agite

Sindicato Argentino Del Hip Hop – Agite Lyrics

Artist: Sindicato Argentino Del Hip Hop
Song: Agite

Se arma el agite
Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera

Se arma el agite
Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera

Se arma el agite
Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera

Se arma el agite
Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera

Nacimos, vivimos
Del lado del horror
Matamos el tiempo
Que dios nos otorgo

Descanso en la tumba
De mi propio rencor
Y escupo la gente
Que siempre nos llamo

Cabezas
Por ser de la provincia
Cabezas
En la que te mando yo

Estan en la mira no pueden escapar
Somos del oeste, vinimos a quedar
Cuidado con la gente
Que viene descraniada

La tranza en mi barrio
Es como pan y agua
Clavamos la estaca
En la esquina que nos dio

Birra, amigos, el faso y el delirio
Somos argueros de toda la inconciencia
Somos los jueces
Tortura del oeste

Que vienen por mi
Por vos, por el, por ella
Que viene a saltar cada vez que pido yo
Se arma el agite

Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera
Se arma el agite

Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera
Se arma el agite

Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera
Se arma el agite

Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera
Vuelvo a golpear otra vez en tu cerebro

Cantando, salto
Nunca fuimos santos
Somos exportadores
De cultura mediocre

Cambiamos el pan
Por el agua que nos deben
Nos quitan, nos sacan
Nos clavan con estacas

Dicen que terceros
Ese es nuestro lugar
Ultimos, primero
Igual nos chupa un huevo

Nos pueden atar
Nos pueden esposar
Nos pueden torturar
Pero nunca podran obligar

Que callemos y nos pisen otra vez
Porque vivimos pensando
Que todo puede ser
Soamos despiertos

Y el mundo se nos fue
Cerramos el puo y saque en los dientes
Directo en tu inconciente
Para que te despiertes

Y abras los ojos tan solo una vez
Entiendas que el mundo no gira a tus pies
Se arma el agite
Se arma el quilombo

Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera
Se arma el agite
Se arma el quilombo

Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera
Esquema
Mi barrio, mi calbario

Calles de tierra, alfalto
Muerto en guerra
Poesias de pobres
Poesias de ignorancia

Poesias de protesta
Para el que mata y reza
Exclamo del odio
Exclamo del perdon

Otro muerto resucita
En nombre de moron
Hijos de la noche
Hijos del dolor

Jaque mate al rey
Que gobierna al peon
Que venga el primero
Golpea dos veces

Que salta mi sangre
Defiendo mi barrio
Matanza golpea
Mi sangre envenena

Las lineas de fuego las cruzo
En liniers, no mires, no hables
No pienses no te engaes
Nos pueden atar, nos pueden esposar

Nos pueden torturar
Pero nunca podran obligar
Que callemos y nos pisen otra vez porque
Vivimos pensando que todo puede ser

Soamos despierto y el mundo se nos fue
Cerramos el puo un saque en los dientes
Directo a tu inconciente
Para que te despiertes

Y abras los ojos tan solo una vez
Y entiendas que el mundo no gira a tus pies
Y entiendas que el mundo no gira a tus pies
Se arma el agite

Se arma el quilombo
Corridas, sirenas
La noche nos espera
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Agite Lyrics – English Translation

The shake is armed
The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us

The shake is armed
The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us

The shake is armed
The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us

The shake is armed
The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us

We were born, we live
Of the horror side
We kill time
May God give us

Rest in the tomb
Of my own grudge
And I spit the people
That I always call us

Cabezas
For being of the province
Cabezas
In which I send you

They are in the sight can not escape
We are from west, we came to stay
Beware of people
It comes down

The tranza in my neighborhood
It’s like bread and water
We stick the stake
In the corner he gave us

Birra, friends, the phase and delirium
We are arduer of all the unconsciousness
We are the judges
West torture.

That come for me
For you, for him, for her
That she comes to jump every time I ask
The shake is armed

The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us
The shake is armed

The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us
The shake is armed

The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us
The shake is armed

The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us
I hit again again in your brain

Singing, Salto.
We never went saints
We are exporters
Of mediocre culture

We changed the bread
For the water that
They take away, they take us out
We are nailed with stakes

They say that third parties
That is our place
Ultimate, first
The same sucks an egg

They can tie us
They can handle us
They can torture us
But you can never force

What we are street and they step on us again
Because we live thinking
That everything can be
We are awake

And the world was
We closed the puzzo and pull out
Directly in your unconscious
So that you wake up

And you open your eyes just once
Understand that the world does not turn to your feet
The shake is armed
The quilombo is armed

c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us
The shake is armed
The quilombo is armed

c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us
Scheme
My neighborhood, my calbar

Streets of land, alfalto
Dead at war
Poesias of Poor
Poceses of ignorance

Protest poems
For the one who kills and pray
Exclaim of hatred
Exclaim of forgiveness

Another dead resurrender
In the name of Moron
Sons of the night
Children of pain

Check mate the king
That governs the peon
Let the first come
Hit twice

Let my blood jump
I defend my neighborhood
Matanza hits
My blood poison

The lines of fire crosses them
In Liniers, do not look, do not talk
Do not think you do not cheat
They can tie us, they can handle us

They can torture us
But you can never force
What we walk and they step on us again because
We live thinking that everything can be

We are awake and the world was
We close the puzzo a pull out
Directly to your unconscious
So that you wake up

And you open your eyes just once
And understand that the world does not turn to your feet
And understand that the world does not turn to your feet
The shake is armed

The quilombo is armed
c#mshots, sirens
The night awaits us
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Sindicato Argentino Del Hip Hop Lyrics – Agite

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From the album:
Casa Bandido Vol. 2 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2007