DESCRIPTION:
La fabrica de diamantes presenta el "Rap del gears".Incluido en su 3 trabajo "Magia y acero" .Con un mercado saturado de clips con la misma temática, damos una vuelta de tuerca al guión típico de un clip de este género. Gracias a Jhonny Pértigas.

Grabación. La fábrica de diamantes
Instrumental. Larke Beats
Twitter. @loopbrothers7

Mas videos del 3 disco "Magia y acero"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dnOa1cd2b78

Letra
Grab this song made with passion, cause here looking after your people is tradition. If there is a mess we enjoy like kids, all day into methapores. You are all warned! You are all conviced!
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Undefeated, make a note cause these are my words, bro, wearing these clothes i´m not more of a "macho", like a good storekeeper i serve you, my best nights at "Gears" crowded with Paco, Jesusín, Camello and Nacho. I blacklist any jerks, like Paquirrín or Corbacho´s suits.
They´re asking for more, more... ok! I make them sick with my La Mancha slang, native, you can put it in a pile and maybe later i´ll go around. They will kiss the canvas or they will eat my shotgun, Retro Lancer or tommy gun, i prefer the Gorgon to blow your brain out, give me that joint smoker than a comet.
You are ditlhed like waste, you are weak rivals, it´s not worthy for you to have red levels, cause from the sky are falling pieces, do you like this team play? Chaos, tears and damage, open your eyes! I´m telling my games in rounds, covering the four sidelines, you are carrying me in the air, we are breaking weak defences, hey Hades! where the fuck are you!? Sure you are blowing brains out of larvas, pass me some charge cause i´m empty, camper you wile get what you deserve, motherfucker, you will eat shit after being defeated.
Don´t search anything similar, your clan goes unnoticed, putting the captain down on all fours is funny. I hope that you will see it, read it and afterwards you believe it, admit it if you touch yourself, they move back like the tides, i´m a soldier experienced in war, i´m that one who works from dawn till dusk for a few coins, austere measures i impose to the best, for the enemy not even water and neither favours. Stop crying cause now there are servers, make a note about this principies, i´ll be right if i make you turn red, how many of them were my friends and now they are just traitors.
Grab this song made with passion, cause here looking after your people is tradition. If there is a mess we enjoy like kids, all day into methapores. You are all warned! You are all conviced!
BIS

Mom, mom! i´m going to the war, i don´t care about tv, i prefer to kill guiris, bastards, wimps, it´s easy, i charge them in pallets, with this great style and with this weed from Marrakech. This is the bomb, a cannon every three rounds, this knocked down, i clean it then you go and look for them, they fall all together, the sickening conections don´t matter, we leave deep wounds.
They lose and they go complain, let me tell you, i´m very bad but you don´t even know how to pull the wire, they leave is against the robots, nothing new, when they go we say see you later, buy another game!
Come here and i´ll make a loop in the place, i steal the dead ones like that in your face, and what do you think? King of kings, in this hills, go to the point and stop the bullshit. And again Roma kills you, what a bastard! he has you ditched and with the flame he burns your ass, the new awesome is my team, this company is not in charge of Dublin´s comments. Go to complain to Bill Gates when you will lose and you will learn, and then you´ll see what is going on, what are you talking about? I´m double the man with the mic! Tell your mom to get you more megas, you tiny, little boy, we give you Troica, Jerk with the Sniper, one jump. I blow your head between the eyes! good reflexes. I´m the old mirror man, more than a war this seems to be a rabbits hunt.
Let the weapons talk, i´m the Gnaser of dawn, nobody can stop us, from "Gears" to gangs, terrorists fucking up your face, nobody shoot us, we gave asylum in our lines to Josi Mubarak.

Grab this song made with passion, cause here looking after your people is tradition. If there is a mess we enjoy like kids, all day into methapores. You are all warned! You are all conviced!
BIS