El sol calienta allá en lo alto
Y la palma real nos alumbra
Orgullo de mi tierra cubana
Aquí no hay canto en vano

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)

Él son de mi cuba
Me da los buenos días
Desayuno y al salir
Todo el mundo ya esta arriba
Oye chico súbele 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 Ché
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 día especial
Porque hoy me voy para Oriente

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

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 the 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 tears

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 the tears in my eyes
Aicha Aicha - ecouté moi

Chorus

Hey ain’t nobody wanna go
Ain’t nobody wanna move
Ain’t nobody wanna try
Ain’t nobody will stay alive
Walou from walou
It´s me and u or walou

Mamma please I can explain everything don´t cry
had to protect my friend from his friends
I swear – no lie
see before we knew it, the cops came
put an end to it with these handcuffs
took me down to the damn cell
cuz I´m not a minor anymore
tough !!!
Now bail me out mom
It won´t happen again I promise
Don´t tell daddy about this
He´s working too hard to feel this

The 2nd guessing
cause u never know when the guy upstairs blessing
or testing u in sessions so be prepared for confession
we all learn our lessons someway and somehow
when u fail u bow and even if u succeed u take a bow
I’m telling u right here and right now u need to change
rearrange u whole point of view cause for me it seems strange

Chorus…

De la nada sale el todo
Y el todo se hace nada
Hay espirales de consejos
miles mares de palabras
pero cada ser humano
tiene su propia realidad
cada alma sigue su ruta
a diferente velocidad
por eso queridos míos
cuando muera
no extrañen mi presencia
alegrías que vivimos
problemas que pasamos
aprendan de mis errores
no siempre el agua es clara
de la nada sale el todo
y el todo se hace nada

With empty palms people act empty
those who got a lot act like they don’t have plenty
so u say u getting places but u ain’t moving at all
still some race on and some sit back and wait for his call

Chorus…

Let me take a little moment of time
Going above them all - looking down
Wondering – I´m wondering
Why u don´t wanna be by my side
Time is flying - fly sky high
Falling down – I´m falling down
Oh what about my mom and my son lord
Anything, I did for u lord
I try to be nothing but pure
Lord have mercy on me my self and I
Should´ve never been around there
Body – cold
when I was already here
suddenly I´m out of soul
God I feel so low
and I fear to show
no matter where I go

Bridge:
U don´t see
U don´t feel
Beyond the walls u living in
U made me
Don´t make me
Loose the faith within me

Chorus...

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 niño
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