Lyrics

PortadaSystema Solar

Welcome

Come along for the trip! This is the system so get hip!! Didn’t give you a visa?/

still can’t escape going far Come/ and dance with us/

Systema Solar If there’s no money in the bank/

and you got nothing at all Come/

and dance with us/

Systema Solar Systema Solar/

Systema Solar/ Systema Solar

/ Systema solaaaaaaaaaaaaar! The way is set/

a distinctive system Paint pictures then twist em/

mix em itch em n switch em Be what you wanna be/

get free/ why wait and see There’s no limits/ old man, want cats in Hawaii giggin with it/

original, aboriginal With a special tone thats individual/

colombiano Go my own way, don’t follow/

mess with tone, give it my all, yo/

traveling up Just like the Apollo/ what’s the motto? Just like the Apollo /

Heeey!/ What’s the motto?/ Just like the Apollo What’s the motto?/

Just like the Apollo/

heeeey yea, just like the Apollo Like the Apollo, one pole today and the other tomorrow

Tumba tu tu tumba tu tu ba tu tumba Systema Solaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!

*Announcement: “Welcome to the musical concert with the most popular vidoe laser stereo on Earth

the whole social circle knows its worth/ that’s why when it sounds it packs every turf” Ai, what came…..

Systema solar And it’s stayin…..Systema solar Systema Solar Systema /

Systema solar Tumba tutumba tu tumba ba tu /Tumba tu tumba tu tumba

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My Kolombia

Scratches/ Man that’s violent! I stay in my Colombia dancin cumbia feelin fine/

My Colombia’s One of a kind/ I’ll never leave it behind I stay in my Colombia

dancin cumbia feelin fine/

My Colombia’s One of a kind/ I’ll never leave it behind Heeeey heeey ….

This cumbia starts off in a way that’s grotesque/

this is the way to make it fresh and direct/ What’s goin down yo/

What’s goin down yo/ for a visa to leave my country they said no

Workin hard left to right to make the impossible happen/

for some shit visa, just wanted to show my culture rappin/

tell me how much longer will this card-stackin craziness keep crackin

Just for being colombianoooooooooooooo They’ll check even your

spinal cord/ keep your I.D. stored but you won’t make the final board/

why treat my people like a crime my Lord And for me and my Colombia My people escape/

to other continents seeking strentgh/ maybe one day it’ll be my luck to say the same/

Then get chased down by dogs and cops straight off the plane HOOK I stay in my Colombia

dancin cumbia feelin fine/ My Colombia’s One of a kind/

I’ll never leave it behind I stay in my Colombia dancin cumbia feelin fine/ My Colombia’s One of a kind/

I’ll never leave it behind My colombia papa/ not gon change it na-ah My colombia papa/

not gon change it na-ah My colombia papa/ not gon change it na-ah My colombia papa/

not gon change it na-ah Scratchs Co Co Co Colombia…! Look how my Colombia moves

just so Like a hummingbird coming blurred when it go How you want it? Tell me, like

a block party yo? Rhythm jump close we gon’ fly on this flow This gameplay ain’t dropped

off the top on the spot It’s got style and class and designed to stay hot Drag your sandals,

get goin forward motion Long live Colombia, I want Colombia only! HOOK My colombia papa/

not gon change it na-ah My colombia papa/ not gon change it na-ah My colombia papa/

not gon change it na-ah My colombia papa/ not gon change it na-ah Scratches/ What is this/

this business/ they tell me out there I stay in Colombia/ my block party’s right here What is this/ this business/

they tell me out there I stay in Colombia/ my block party’s right here Scratches Co Co Co Co Co Colombia…!

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Majagual

Listen Majagual/ heyyyy, cure you once and for all/ heyyyyy, gonna make you look sexy, relaxed/

goin laid back/ this, mama, I just want this, what’s this, lemme try some/ good to go hon/ what whaaat/

hey man give life to this bitter life/ happiness, you gotta move a little light/ huuuee we all headed for the graveyard

someday/ take off that serious face hueee/ the getdown is the cure , for (woooooooo) sure, for sure/ hey hey

MAJAGUAL/ listen Majagual heyyyy, cure you once and for all/ heyyyyy, gonna make you look sexy, relaxed/ goin

laid back/ this, mama, I just want this, what’s this, lemme try some/ good to go hon/ what whaaat/ hey man give life

to this bitter life/ happiness, you gotta move a little light/ huuuee we all headed for the graveyard someday/ take off t

hat serious face hueee/ the getdown is the cure , for (woooooooo) sure, for sure

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Without a job

OOOhhhhhhhahhhhhhh!

We say what we feel, keep it real, still we happy.

Bad situation, odor in my nose is nasty Here in Pekin/

hunger is the king/ while others do their thing in fancy suits and big rings/

bling-bling just a fling but we can’t do a thing/ Why bother risin just to fall back down/

dozens keep climbin then come crawl back ‘round/ stay stuffed with shame, keepin

eyes to the ground/ life is funny like that, make u laugh out loud/ here to there, there to here,

it’s just the way of the crowd/ though it’s really all for nothing, and nothing for what reason?/

Blindfold me in the forest, I find my road n keep reachin/ season by season/ that’s freedom,

all the way to life’s end/ odyssey round each bend like the means to an end/creating things

outta problems before us/ life can be ugly, just like the forest/ adore us or abhor us ,you can

never ignore us/ we warriors, stay ready, and stay on the grind/ from Pekin to wherever,

anyplace, anytime. HOOK When I move thru the city, things get confused and blurred

So I move thru the city, to see what might occur On foot, look, always on foot/ giving

the horizon a good on foot look When I move thru the city, things get confused and

blurred So I move thru the city, to see what might occur On foot, look, always on foot/

giving the horizon a good on foot look

Scratch Aaaaaaaaa..ñjlljljhkghgkg aaaaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaaaakhhiitjjhfghdfjaaaaaaaaaaa

Aaaaaaaaa..ñjlljljhkghgkg aaaaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaaaakhhiitjjhfghdfjaaaaaaaaaaa

Go out lookin for a job Look for a job and there’s nothing Ironed suits pass in a mob

While I make my day into something oh no no Go out lookin for a job Look for a job n there’s

nothing Ironed suits pass in a mob While I make my day into something oh no no

Wooooooooooooo na na na na na na na Wooooooooooooo na na na na na na na

and there’s nothing Na na na na na Wooooooooooooo Aaaaaaaaa..ñjlljljhkghgkg aaaaaaaaaaa

Aaaaaaaaaaakhhiitjjhfghdfjaaaaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaa..ñjlljljhkghgkg aaaaaaaaaaa

Aaaaaaaaaaakhhiitjjhfghdfjaaaaaaaaaaa “In the end/

what’s the question my friend…? the point is to be happy, to be happy…”

Wooooooooooooo na na na na na Wooooooooooooo na na na na na No end no end/

no end no end no end no end In the end no endddddd/

iiieeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaa “In the end/ what’s the question my friend…? be happy, be happy, be happy…”

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In the bones…

What’s the point in greeting dawn with fear Impregnating your

bones What’s the point in greeting dawn with fear Impregnating

your bones What’s the point /

What’s the point What’s the point in greeting dawn What’s the point /

What’s the point What’s the point in greeting dawn Each new day

that begins I wake to dawn’s brightness/

move thru the streets with a lightness/

take care what you might miss/

don’t be able to be what you don’t wanna be/

you should always stay real and free, free The slow time inside

absorbs me Distinct from the outisde coming towards me Cities

like mazes that we livin in Alone in the oblivion/

I won’t bluff Out there you hear to beware, livin’s tough This ain’t

your appointment, this ain’t your time An inverse search unearths

what you don’t need to find There’s no point in greeting dawn if

you don’t take off the mask And the sadness/

that shames every task What’s the point in greeting dawn with fear

Impregnating your bones What’s the point in greeting dawn with

fear Impregnating your bones What’s the point /

What’s the point What’s the point in greeting dawn What’s the point /

What’s the point What’s the point in greeting dawn You tell it to me/

you tell it to me/ cause life is a gift and it’s meant to be free/

I stay doing me/ carry no cross you see/ at the end of the road is

where the light always be And at every dawn you’re a brand new being/

n positive light shines on everything you’re seeing The slow time inside

absorbs me Distinct from the outisde coming towards me Cities like

mazes that we livin in Alone in the oblivion/

I won’t bluff Out there you hear to beware, livin’s tough This ain’t your

appointment, this ain’t your time An inverse search unearths what you

don’t need to find There’s no point in greeting dawn if you don’t take

off the mask And the sadness/

that shames every task What’s the point / What’s the point What’s the

point in greeting dawn What’s the point /

What’s the point What’s the point in greeting dawn What’s the point in

greeting dawn with fear Impregnating your bones What’s the point in

greeting dawn with fear Impregnating your bones What’s the point /

What’s the point What’s the point in greeting dawn What’s the point /

What’s the point What’s the point ohhhhhuohhhhh Checking out the zone/

people, stay strong when nostalgia hits home/

many change with doubt that don’t cure the soul But a clear mind clears out

a calm for the whole So you can keep on/ not run, stay strong/ cause just

living to live don’t make your life strong/ just living to live just ain’t keepin on…

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Young Boy

“¡Innocent victims of all races/ of all regions/ of all ideologie

from here/ to there In this whole geography of blood/ of mourning!”

Young boy!

Young boy!

Young boy!

Young boy!

Young boy from my block/ flowers in his hair/ and his feet are bare

Young boy from my block/

flowers in his hair/ and his feet are bare Young boy from my block/

flowers in his hair/

and his feet are bare Young boy from my block/ flowers in his hair/

and his feet are bare Young boy! Young boy! Let’s get dancing!

Let’s get dancing!

Young boy!

Let’s get dancing… Let’s get dancing ahhh la la la la la la la Let’s get dancing

ahhh la la la la la la la ahhh la la la la la la la Young boy from my block/

flowers in his hair/ and his feet are bare Young boy from my block/

flowers in his hair/ and his feet are bare

Young boy from my block/ flowers in his hair/ and his feet are bare

Young boy from my block/ flowers in his hair/ and his feet are bare

Having sense I express myself to my people faster/ in flesh and bone

not in plaster Oh come come come analyze/

let good thinking guide your mind/ which good analysis makes precise

with time The cops hitting us with sticks from behind I got no club,

but put up my flag for the youth, try to stay guided by the light of the cross,

that’s the truth Breathe deep! Aspire! Reach higher, hear my call Follow me,

I wanna see you be able to knock down these walls Go ahead, go ahead,

don’t get stuck, keep going Head to the top, yeah, and we don’t stop,

no no no no Head to the top, yeah, and we don’t stop, no no no no Young boy!

We live as though we were the beggars of the universe, no good From every

moment in time, from every block, every hood. Young boys from hoods all

over the world! Stay on your game, stay on the creation/

of zones free from fear/ with freedom of expression/ and zero desperation

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Fayaguaya (Firewire)

Hayyyyy

Iiiieeeeeeejaaaaa weeeepaaaaaaageee

I have my firewire You have your firewire He has his firewire

The latest firewire I have my firewire You have your firewire

He has his firewire The latest firewire And it’s not for fire ha ha ha

Fayaguaya /

fayaguaya Fayaguaya /

fayaguaya Weeeeeepa /

poke the donkey / wiiiipiiiiiiii / poke it Silicon Valley going broke/

pure current broke it I have a crazy load of work And my head is

exploding The camera won’t connect And my hard drive isn’t loading

I went to the market/ to try and fix the problem Bless this computer,

too many tricks and I can’t solve em for for a Firewire/

firewire Fayaguaya / fayaguayaaaaaaaaa Clarinet solo

Fire wire fire wire Fire fire fire wire fire fire fire wire

Oh how fucked up this technology is What worked yesterday is shit today,

like this I was with my woman, trying to stay communicated But it’s so

complicated I can’t stay concentrated Aaaaay my god Wish I could fire

this wire Wish I could fire this wire haha haha ha ha You’re screwed /

Fayaaaaaaa Firewire/

firewire Fayaguaya /

fayaguayaaaaaa Fayaguaya /

fayaguaya Fayaguaya /

fayaguayaaaaaa Fayaguaya fayaguaya

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 Beating Offbeat

Confusing the Amazons/ with agua and panela

Confusing the Amazons/with agua and panela

Confusing the Amazons/ with agua and panela

Confusing the Amazons/ with agua and panela

with agua and panela with agua and panela

with agua and panela

Check it the wind is a mixed up din Check it the

sun is burning your skin Check it the Earth is trem-b-lin’

Check it the earth is moving under your and your heart is

beating offbeat can´t win And your heart is beating offbeat

can´t win offbeat can´t wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin

Confusing the Amazons Check it the wind is a mixed up din

Check it the sun is burning your skin Check it the Earth is trem-b-lin’

And your heart is beating offbeat can´t win Check it the wind is a mixed

up din Check it the sun is burning your skin Check it the Earth is trem-b-lin’

And your heart is beating offbeat can´t win And your heart is beating offbeat can´t win

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Amenaza

So many threats going on in my land What´s going on,

I don´t understand In the same home, man what´s the plan?

And where am I to go if I must stay Here/ living in the storm

that don´t stop like gunplay Sad face/ Blood all over the place

Many mothers´ hands tied, can´t chase Lost children,

just living empty days Will Juliana come home or no How bout

Jane Doe and John Doe When will they arrive, how many more will die?

Leave the house, never return, and we never know why.

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The Yellow

Where you at…Dj Corpas…thanks Juancho

People against people, race against race

They’re shooting at each other yet come

from the same place People run in all directions /

Don’t even realize hunger’s come Look down the path,

and see there’s no more song On the farm, only resentment

has been sown By those that came with promises that were

never their own looking for votes, but all talk in the end And

over on the natives’ land another man’s dead And many more

have left the mountains, leaving harvests behind Thanks to those

with no scruples, just violence on the mind Look in the mine, you’ll

see nothing’s left, nothing’s doin And in the neighborhoods only

terror and ruin Search as you may…aya… Keep searching, because

we don’t know how much longer this will last, and if it will ever be

all in the past…

The same story The same ones giving it out Some leave, some stay,

save yourself is what it’s about They say here there’s just bad news

and bullets flying They even say there’s nothing left but they’re lying

Say violence is on a rampage and goes with he who imposes fear,

cutting in, he who shows that he’ll do whatever it takes to be number

one no matter what, don’t care, come what come And the fight goes on

with no shame One pocket gets filled, so many more people get slain

Ignorance abounds so the people stay confused And they say nothing,

stay used And they complain about the wanderer the beggar the thief

Complain that they got burnt but don’t get relief

And na na na na na na (chorus) Where is the enchantment of our skies?

Where is the blood that our warriors shed? Where is the wealth, where

is the gold, where is the yellow, the blue and the red? Where is the yellow,

the blue and the red, where is the yellow, the blue and the red, where is

the yellow?

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You´ll See

She comes from the hood Humble,

with joy in her eyes He´s fancy,

likes perfume Tumbling towards desire

They have a material commitment

Artificial is the sum of it A plastic kind

of love But who knows what might come

of it You´ll see soon in the end when

she leaves you Don´t know or maybe

just don´t want it to be true Waitin for spring/

skies to be blue Check her look cause her

hook is your checkbook Watch out your

wallet´s gon’ get took Waiting for a full moon,

will you get shook? She wants to win him over

but the gentleman don´t know this

She dresses up preens, seems like a queen but

he still doesn´t notice An artificial world controls him/

doesn´t wanna look when she passes In love there´s no

rules Much less social classes You´ll see soon in the

end when she leaves you

Don´t know or maybe just

don´t want it to be true Waitin for spring/

skies to be blue Check her look cause her hook

is your checkbook Watch out your wallet´s gon get took

Waiting for a full moon will you get shook? You believe

that she has no heart Just think of the plane that will tear

you apart Of your checkbook and the new mansion you´ll

buy While she´s dying for you, you just letting her die

You believe that she has no heart Just think of the plane

that will tear you apart Of your checkbook and the new

mansion you´ll buy While she´s dying for you you just

letting her die

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Who’s the Big Boss ?

Now the cops are on my trail cause

I’ve got the product Came to the hill,

know the deal, the bullets got shot up

Even the gringos wanna take me,

get me extradited out the game Even

my friends call me boss, with my country

house and my plane My bodyguards, my pretty girls,

my mansion, my ride And you know my wallets always full,

got the dollars inside From a big stash Not just anyone got

this kind of cash They call me from the highway, say they’re on

their way Once they cross the border, we got it made today

And if we score, we’re gonna celebrate tomorrow

Heeeeeeeey heeeeeeyyyy Systema Solarrrr

And who’s the big boss

Who’s the big boss,

and who’s the big boss Who’s the big boss, and who’s the big boss

Heeeeeeeey heeeeeeyyyy Systema Solarrrr

Who’s the big boss, and who’s the big boss I’m from the FBI and

I’m looking for a gangster There they buy, they sell, and get the

merchandise wholesale There they buy, they sell, and get the

merchandise wholesale There they buy, they sell, and get the

merchandise wholesale There they buy, they sell, and get the

merchandise wholesale I just sent another boat and

I already sent a plane And if we score today, tomorrow we celebrate

I just sent another boat and I already sent a plane And if we score today,

tomorrow we celebrate

And who’s the big boss,

the one who sends the plane up Who’s the big boss,

the one who sends the big truck How’s the big boss, just sent you a million

bucks Who’s the big boss, better keep your mouth shut And who’s the big boss,

the one who sends the plane up Who’s the big boss, the one who sends the big

truck How’s the big boss, just sent you a million bucks Who’s the big boss,

better keep your mouth shut Heyyyyyyyyyy shout out to the big boss

Scratches wi wi with pleasure! Heyyyyyyyyy Systema Solarrrrrrrr

Caratula

Comin’ out ahead

I go out in search of

fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead

Uy
Fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead
Hey hey hey
I don’t want millions to spend at the store
Don’t wanna stay in all the New Yorks, what for?
Sirs let me explain what I want so much more
I want children’s laughter and colors galore

On the beach I followed
The Systema Remix
Let the crisis Be Fixed
More Peace Baby Earth is VIP it’s
Time to come with Systema, enjoy the beach bliss

I go out in search of

fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead

Uy
Fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead

I’m comin out ahead

And flovinova got this party going boom
No borders, just sweeps through like a broom
Like Cojinoa swimmin in the breeze with a tune
Electric beat, Systema in the zone noon to noon

I go out in search of

fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead

Uy
Fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead

Life is sweet but in the ocean it’s the most
Go out in my canoe, riding ‘long the coast
Word, I’m off to go fishin’
in my canoe along the coast don’t mean to boast

I go out in search of

fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead

Uy
Fried fish n shrimp to get me fed

Chipi chipi and rice soup

I’m comin out ahead

I don’t wanna pay no mind to folks I don’t know

Payin mind the year ends, you just wonder where it go
clean my mind at year’s end though work’s got me broke
I save up a lil’ more to make up for them folk
Who try n trick me out of mine’s, keep my spirit awoke

Not a bolt of lightning misses me, Oh yo
Only the beach brings the flow, yea you know
Guepajé and flavor oh oh

Gaita my man bring the flow

Beach flow, Yea you know
Guepajé and flavor oh oh
Gaita my man bring the flow

Beach flow, Yea you know
Guepajé and flavor oh oh

Guepajé and flavor oh oh

Guepajé and flavor oh oh

Hey leave it right there don’t take it, don’t take it I said
I’m comin out ahead
I’m comin out ahead
Lyrics: J. Primera / A. Acosta / W. Hernández / J.C. Pellegrino
Music: J.C. Pellegrino / A. Acosta / W. Hernández / D. Broderick
Recorded live at LA CAZA Studio
Used interpreted by D. Broderick
Percussion A. Gutierrez
Scratches DJ Corpas (A. Acosta)

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Don’t Have, Don’t Need

I don’t have no moms and don’t need homey, kids
Since I already got nothin’ and it is what it is
I don’t have no moms and don’t need homey, kids
Since I already got nothin’ and it is what it is

I don’t have no moms and don’t need homey, kids
Since I already got nothin’ and it is what it is
I don’t have no moms and don’t need homey, kids
Since I already got nothin’ and it is what it is

Don’t have, don’t need

Don’t have, don’t need

Don’t have, don’t need

Don’t have, don’t need

Got nothin, but I stay smilin
You know how the nuts stay wilin
But I stay livin no
Dialing filing hiring firing lie aling piling stylin

Lyrics: J. Primera / W. Hernández
Musicians: A. Acosta / J. Pellegrino / A. Gutierrez

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 María Casquito

She left and never came back
My soul’s empty, she went away
My companion in my solitude
My companion day after day

And the thing I wanna say…

…is she left and never came back
My soul’s empty, she went away
My companion in my solitude
My companion day after day

And the thing I wanna say…

My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away oh man I gotta say
I’ll never find another like her
My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away oh man I gotta say
I’ll never find another like her and she has gone away

I looked for her everywhere
And my neighbor said my friend
I saw her by the river
But no one has seen her again

I looked for her everywhere
And my neighbor said my friend
I saw her by the river
But no one has seen her again
The thing is she’s gone away

My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away oh man I gotta say
I’ll never find another like her

My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away oh man I gotta say
I’ll never find another like her

My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away
My lil’ donkey went away oh man I gotta say
I’ll never find another like her

María Casquito give me a kiss
To remember your life like this
María Casquito give me a kiss
To remember you by little miss

María Casquito give me a kiss
To remember your life like this
María Casquito give me a kiss
To remember you by little miss

Lyrics: J. Primera / A. Acosta
Music: D. Broderick / J.C. Pellegrino
Maracas: Alain Manjarres de Boza / Recorded by J. Perez Escaff Studio

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The Movement’s Corner

Friendly listeners at this moment we leave you
with this song, pearl of the Carribean, here from Barranquilla

Say!

Everyone put yoru hands up,

Systema so you know!

Good no matter where we go

From the streets of Curramba
everyone’s got somethin to say,
everyone’s got somethin to say
but always in such a sweet way
And on top of this
it’s the talk of the moment right now
the commentary that comes
from the movement’s corner somehow

Hey on 8th street, come on up, going to Santuario

From the streets of Curramba
everyone’s got somethin to say,
everyone’s got somethin to say
but always in such a sweet way
And on top of this
it’s the talk of the moment right now
the commentary that comes
from the movement’s corner somehow

Which one is it, the movement’s corner, yo?
Which one is the corner of guaguancó?

Which one is it, the movement’s corner?
Which one is the corner of guaguancó?
The other day I saw quite a show
a little chick out walking
and an old man passing gawking
passed right out you know.
Which one is it, the movement’s corner, yo?
Which one is the corner of guaguancó?

Which one is it, the movement’s corner, yo?
Which one is the corner of guaguancó?

Off to Taboga, to 100th with Azuca and Salao, let’s go

The true curramba corner/ parties hard n hot don’t let it burn ya / end to end/
whole lot of rhythm whole lot of heart/ curramba style, heatin it up is the art

This old cat who straight passed out came so relaxed
said he was comin from the Abajo hood’s carnival when I asked

What a party lover, old curramba lover no doubt
check him out check him out check check check him out

Which one is it, the movement’s corner, yo?
Which one is the corner of guaguancó?

Which one is it, the movement’s corner, yo?
Which one is the corner of guaguancó?

Man but let’s keep it movin, so
let’s go to la Troja, keep up the flow
no joke, there are plenty of hot spots to go

Dance alone, just be/ like all the Barranquilleros, set your steps free

Systema Solar keeping the legacy of Carribean flavor alive
Cuba and la Arenosa one rhythm / with Barranquillero pride
And this was the group Systema Solar in collaboration with Sonora Matancera y the one and only Nelson Pinedo

Voice: J. Primera / W. Hernández
Adaptation: A. Acosta / J.C Pellegrino / D. Broderick / A. Gutierrez
Writer/Composer: Senen Suarez
Piano: Obert Lopez Junior

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Antena

Get into it so you can relax
Check what I’m bringing it’s more than crazy tracks
It’s my movie of the day

Changing there to melody, hey hey hey
I brought it to your screen so you can see
It ain’t just fiction made for you and me
You’ve got your recording too
Go ahead and show it, we wanna see you

What’s your revolution
Your connection/ your transmission
Is not the same/ as your television

What’s your/ very own revolution
connection, not just/ the TV’s contribution

Walk around like you under a spell someone
cast on you
I don’t watch TV, no notion of what media
asks me to
do and as I plan to keep on passin through Don’t think you’ll see me glued like a zombie to a
plastic tube
Yea I don’t know how you’ll take it
But I won’t erase my ideas, worth millions even if I never make it Take it fresh, like water from the stream
in truth say I did what I did and I did what I mean
and not that someone else told me what to do
can’t sell me, to myself I stay true

They wanna sell me tell me rinse me and convince me
I wanna make an antenna come out my head
and broadcast ideas simply

What’s your revolution
Your connection/ your transmission
Is not the same/ as your televisión

What’s your/ very own revolution
connection, not just/ the TV’s contribution

What’s your revolution
Your connection/ your transmission
Is not the same/ as your television

What’s your/ very own revolution
connection, not just/ the TV’s contribution

And may your guts dance
towards a primitive future that’s rife
with the invincible wonders of life
flowing from inside like the guts of the ocean
Not be televised like guts of the ocean in motion
Not be televised
What’s your revolution
Your connection/ transmission/ Not be televised
What’s your revolution
Your connection /not be televised/ your transmission
Not the same as television

What’s your revolution
Your connection/ your transmission
Is not the same/ as your television

What’s your revolution
Your connection/ your transmission
Is not the same/ as your television

What’s your/ very own revolution
connection, not just/ the TV’s contribution

Lyrics: J. Primera / A. Acosta /W. Hernández / V. Gocksch
Music: D. Broderick / J.C Pellegrino
Scratches: DJ Corpas (A. Acosta)

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Warrior Indian

There in the mountain goes an indian warrior
Wise from sacred land, sings to land, lettin stories pour
sing, sing, frank caste
Indian rebellion unmasked
They are aboriginal, of the heart and original

Indian goes indian goes
working in the mountain
Indian goes indian goes
working in the mountain

A long time ago in an ancient era
The indígenous traded gold coins for mirrors
In this new age we’re not gonna let ourselves lose our balance We are indians with warrior talents
Aborigen aboriginal
Aborigen aboriginal

Falling on the mystikal earth he arrived
no one saw him cutting through tides
Quite a bit Soncontrón
Kinda like a Dogón

Tracking fire and light
Hidden energy slides into sight
Blaze of a single ancestral sun
in a single ancestral sun

Indian goes with the strength of the sea
Mambe strength to never stop, never flee
Indian goes
Indian goes with the strength of the sea
Mambe strength to never stop, never flee
Indian goes
Indian goes

Aborigen aboriginal
Aborigen aboriginal

aboriginal
aboriginal

Indian who toils/ in mountain soils/ don’t fall/ for lies and foils
please go, go and let him know
Indian who toils/ in mountain soils/ don’t fall/ for lies and foils
please go, go and let him know
Indian who toils/ in mountain soils/ don’t fall/ for lies and foils
please go, go and let him know
Indian who toils/ in mountain soils/ don’t fall/ for lies and foils
please go, go and let him know

go, go and let him know
go, go and let him know

let him know, let him know
let him know, let him know

Lyrics: J. Primera / W. Hernández
Music: D. Broderick / J.C Pellegrino / A. Gutierrez

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Artificial 

I thought everything would change
Thought it would all be different than before
Living some fantasies
A deaf and weak body is worth nothing more

You dreamed and you smiled
Didn’t know that it just wasn’t so
Looked for more, wanted more
Endless days, that’s how they go

I have to admit
a change in the superficial
That’s what happens when you live artificial

I have to admit
a change in the superficial
That’s what happens when you live artificial

Artificial
Artificial

Life is crazy
when you risk get rich quick schemes
pleasures, win or lose often means
You try it without loving it but in your heart
I;m not in charge
Just money and whims I know what you desire
It’s your greed on fire

I have to admit
a change in the superficial
That’s what happens when you live artificial

I have to admit
a change in the superficial
That’s what happens when you live artificial

Artificial
Artificial
Artificial
Artificial

Egos that corrode
That don’t let humanity unfold
Egos that corrode
That don’t let humanity unfold
Egos that corrode
That don’t let humanity unfold
Egos that corrode
That don’t let humanity unfold

I have to admit
a change in the superficial
That’s what happens when you live artificial

I have to admit
a change in the superficial
That’s what happens when you live artificial
Artificial
Artificial
Artificial
Artificial

to humanity

Featuring Debbie Harry from Blondie
Lyrics: J. Primera / W. Hernández
Music: D. Broderick / J.C Pellegrino
Guiro: Kike Egurrola
Bongo: A. Gutierrez Recorded By por J. Perez  Escaff Studio
Voice J. Primera Recorded By KCROLO Records Cartagena

Scratches: DJ Corpas (A. Acosta)

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Ain’t nuttin/ like a pants’ button

There’s a party dancin in me

I go through life happy and fancy-free

I tell you

We were talking with our crew

Checking out life, details that keep it new

No doubt it’s about/ if it’s in or it’s out

Tho’ for some just fitting right/ is all that it’s about

That it fits snug

Stays put when you tug

Some want it round

Some want it square

Some have it on their shirt

Or on the slacks that they wear

Hey! What a crazy trip

This button over there

Oh oh oh oh oh ain’t nuttin/ like a pants’ button

Why should I tighten my belt

If the economy don’t last

I don’t wanna spend my life

From bill to bill, tax to tax

Bills and more/ bills comin fast

If you tighten your belt going through a rough time

Don’t lower your belt cause mansion folk living fine

I’m never right, don’t got even a dime for a lime

Don’t see meat even in dreams, still I rhyme

That there ain’t nuttin/ like a pants’ button/ like a pants’ button

Lyrics: W. Hernández / J. Primera

Music: W. Hernández / J.C. Pellegrino / A. Acosta / D. Broderick / A. Gutierrez

Guitar: Franklim Montaño

Recorded live at Casa Biyuka

Machines interpreted by D. Broderick / J.C. Pellegrino

Flowmachine A. Gutierrez

Scratches Dj. Corpas (A. Acosta)

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The Frog

Chorus

Move yourself move yourself don’t stop

Did you hear me proper? Don’t stop stop

Movement/ groove went/ full time, moves went

Crazy, can’t stay still for a minute

Make my mistakes but it’s all how you spin it

The cop wants to mess with me and play

The same thing happened to me yesterday

The same thing happened to me yesterday

Seein them now everywhere daily

With movement gone crazy

Jou jou jou

Chorus

May no one rob your creativity

May no one detain your dignity

May no one usurp your liberty

In the universe… life!

Weeeeepa!

What’s good!

Me I move Jou!

No new news jou

Just me just me against the world

Negative energy at bottom swirls

Like fire this hemisphere

Advances serious but rather tipsy

I put you in stereo

What could the remedy for this be

I’m like a radio

Or a paper they daily deliver

Or like a neighborhood

Swept away by the river

How many are moving? Move, the one who moves loves/ You gotta move yourself/ See, so you’re not messed up

Stuck hungry and cold

Make some noise to the groove/ hey you haven’t moved/

you’ll move to advance/ to always snatch a better chance

Obvious! obvious! obvious!

Move yourself over here over there over here over there

Over here over here over here

Moving like ants but not collecting crumbs in a dance

Move yourself!

We’re moving!

Move yourself already! Move yourself already!

Lyrics: J. Primera / W. Hernández

Music: J.C. Pellegrino W. Hernández / P. Beltrán (Peyito)

Recorded live at LA CAZA estudio

Machiness interpreted by D. Broderick

Scratches Dj. Corpas (A. Acosta)

Percussion A. Gutierrez

Intro “Tres Punta” interpreted by Corraleros del Majagual

Copyright Fuentes EdiMúsica

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 Machete

Eeeh machete! / Eeeh machete!
Eeeh machete! / Eeeh machete for to clear the way
of poison snakes seeking peasants as prey
Eeeh machete for to clear the way
of poison snakes seeking peasants as prey

Peasant why are you going and gonna stop planting here
you know little by little this path’ll disappear
The land I wanna plow/ I don’t wanna stop farming now
you know this little path with all its bugs that flit
is gonna disappear alongside the machete that you clear it with

Of poison snakes seeking peasant as prey
Eeeh machete for to clear the way
Of poison snakes seeking peasant as prey

Of poison snakes seeking peasant as prey
Eeeh machete for to clear the way
Of poison snakes seeking peasant as prey

Eeeh machete! / Eeeh machete for to clear the way
Of poison snakes seeking peasant as prey
Eeeh machete for to clear the way
Of poison snakes seeking peasant as prey

Machete! / machete!/ machete!

bibo ko di buele
Kuobo de too tube
akuebe de too te ga
bibo ko bibo ko
wogua tu kebo gaaaa
wo ke beren kibo

Where are you off to? Let me know
With machete in hand, he’s gone, yo
the machete is for opening where I’ve decided here to go
reflect bro

Dodging slopes, leaving people behind
Decided in spirit and mind
and good luck to he who stands in my way he will find

A smack, hey, with the machete , smack, hey, with the machete
smack, hey, with the machete, smack, hey hey
Lyrics: J. Primera / W. Hernández
Music: J.C Pellegrino / A. Acosta / A. Gutierrez
Percussion recorded by J. Perez @ Escaff Studio

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Tukupakata

Well the word around town
is there’s a new word with a new sound
got something to do with a mister that’s saying

That the word as it’s heard is more potent than praying
if you say it my friend

All your troubles straight end.

-word, sweet.

This cat arrived with turntables, had the whole deal
´say it say it so we can see how it feels

Tukutukupakata
Tukutukupakata
Tukutukupakata
Tukutukupakata
Tukutukupakata

Tukutukupakata listen to it and compare it
Compare it it’ll sound everywhere it

Goes everywhere I go I share it

I go to the party man followin the beat
of my joy filled Carribean coast so sweet
you see what you write what you show in the street
I bring you rhythm to keep you moving your feet
shake off your troubles with a musical treat
Pull it out from inside, where’d it come from
Rhythm enters you then comes out of you like you were a drum
You’ll move even if you don’t wanna hear it, can’t stay numb
Rhythm enters you then comes out of you like you were a drum
You’ll move even if you don’t wanna hear it, can’t stay numb

Shake off your troubles with a musical treat
Pull it out from inside, where’d you get that beat
Rhythm enters you then comes out of you like you were a drum
You’ll move even if you don’t wanna hear it, can’t stay numb

Well look at these feet and these rusty hips
Leave em alone, they gonna move and move with a swish
May the person dance, move the head just so

Move the body and feel the flowwwww

Tukutukupakataaaaaaa

(Tambor alegre solo)
This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t no mapalé

This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t

This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t no mapalé
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t

This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t this ain’t
This ain’t no mapalé

Lyrics: J. Primera / W. Hernández / A. Acosta
Music: J.C Pellegrino / A. Acosta
Recorded live in LA CAZA Studio
Used Interpreted by D. Broderick

Scratches DJ Corpas (A. Acosta)

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And this is what it is! 

And it is!

And this is what happened to the story of a friend of a friend of a cousin of an uncle of a nephew

Just imagine if your mind’ll let you

And it is!

No joke

And this is what happened to the cousin of a friend of a nephew of an uncle of a cousin of a nephew of Pay’s aunt

Wait’ll you see, check it out if you want!

And it is!

Girllll!

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain

And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain

And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

I had a little fried food stand
with Carlito’s mama lending a hand
a pair of shorts and sandals, that’s somethin
And now I got nothin
And now I got nothin
And even the photos of my son
tucked away in books
get stuffed in pockets
Sick of being broke I gotta stop it!

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain

And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain

And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

Let me tell you, pay attention, listen good
they even took my TV cause they figured they could
Yes sir, and even a minor just left out the door
they took my last pair of pants and I ain;t got no more
Crazy, right, see what I’m sayin
they even took my belt, no playin
And things really ain’t that hot, that’s the thing about this
I’m more salted than a mermaid’s kiss
They took the rum from the refrigerator
money under the mattress, even the coins saved for later

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain

And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain

And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

and this is what they took form you but that ain’t nothin
water, gold, coltan, and silicon no frontin,
man even the air that we breathe
what’s right here ain’t enough for them, best believe

And this is and has been the story of a cousin of an uncle of a nephew of the uncle of the grandson of the nephew of the cousin that left for Miami

Yup!

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain
And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

Little work to be had, pockets are hurtin
Work all day like a beast of burden
Get home to bare cupboards, bare fridge for certain

And this is what it is!
And this is what it is!

Girl, they took the Amazon a long time ago

And now I got nothin yo
And now I got nothin yo

Lyrics: J. Primera / W. Hernández
Music: A. Acosta / J. C Pellegrino