Un Toque Distinto (feat. Donpa) - El Chojin, Donpa

Ey, aha aha

Bien pues una vez mas vengo a daros un poquito mas de mi rap

Esto es mas de lo mismo

Con un toque distinto

¿Saben?, creo que la vida de los artistas

Es la mayoría de las veces como un larguísimo striptease…

(striptease)

Tienes que salir ahí fuera a quitártelo todo

Estés contento o estés triste

(y…conseguir seguir)

A veces de hecho no sabes bien ni qué mas quitarte

Porque con demasiada frecuencia mis frases no han sido

Capaces de trasmitir los mensajes que tenía en la cabeza

Y eso es frustrante… No

(no he conseguido acostumbrarme)

Que va.

No he conseguido acostumbrarme

A, a subir a un escenario y pintar retratos

De pedazos de mi alma y recibir como premio aplausos (suenan aplausos)

Los aplausos son algo tan grato…

(No comprendo, aunque siga pasando el tiempo y me haga

Mayor ¿Dónde está el amor?)

Eso es, dime dónde está el amor.

¿Lo sabes?

Porque lo he estado buscando desnudo delante del espejo y

No lo veo.

Es como el frío, lo siento pero no lo veo

De hecho creo que quizá sea el deseo de sentir el trofeo en si

Porque, piénsalo así, creo, que el jaleo de vivir es nada…

(¿Nada?)Nada (¿Nada?)Nada comparado con el reto de vivir por algo

(Debes vivir por algo)

Verá, al igual que el Sol atrae con su gravedad a los

Planetas…

La mía, aun siendo mas leve, atrae oyentes

Que dan vueltas a sus cabezas con las ideas que sueltan sus cadenas

Cuando las letras del CHOJIN suenan…

Vale la pena

(Vale la pena currar…)

Vale la pena cuando la recompensa es hacer sentir bien a tu peña…

Estoy seguro de que habrá alguno que me escuchará y dirá:

«Bah!Esto no es RAP,¿Qué está intentando, innovar?

Al Chojin se le va»

Y quizás sea verdad… pero

(Al final, al final lo que va a quedar es una balsa…)

Una balsa con dos remos sobre un mar repleto de tiburones

Hambrientos de (¿Qué?)

Hambrientos de odio y de san (gre, de)

Artistas que hicieron lo que sintieron en cada momento

Por eso vivieron en el candelero

Yo!

Yo considero que tengo el mejor curro del mundo

Cojo ideas, las esculpo y ocupo siempre un lugar

Mi única oportunidad de subir más es relajar mi ánima

Y dejar a mis musas total libertad

Soy rapper tú, si no sabes de lo que hablo, ni «mú»

Sin ceros en la cuenta, sincero en lo que te cuento.

Bu-ceo

En oceanos gélidos de pensamientos negros y vuelvo

Trayendo perlas en versos nuevos

Nu!

Nunca se acaba esto…

A veces pienso que

(que pudiera ser que un día al coger boli y papel no pudiera hacer

Aparecer un texto nuevo… pero…)

Pero siempre puedo, gracias a no se que siempre puedo

Aunque me cueste arrancar, o me atasque a la mitad, la verdad

(es…que…)

Que siempre hay algo que poner

Y alguien al otro lado del bafle al que convencer

Y eso creo que es mi reto al final: conectar

No se trata de hallar un flow espectacular que no diga na

Se trata mas bien de ser capaz de trasmitir sinceridad

Y eso es lo que consigo alcanzar

(To-do-el-tim-po que he

Estoy po-niendo en

Ha-cer es-to bi-en

Es-el-tiem-po que…)

Que utilizo para estar

(siempre)

Muy pendiente de lo que

(viene)

He llegado a conocer

(gente)

(gracias a mi vicio de poner…-¿Qué?-

Todo lo que tengo en un papel…)

Si, es EL CHOJIN;

otro rapper, es importante que sepan que este arte

No tiene límites, se trata de expresarse

Sin encerrarse en estructuras o en las bases.

¡Oh!

(Oh, siempre sera mejor cuando lo haces con el corazón

Déjenme hacerlo por favor, en este disco las normas las pongo yo)

Es mi expresión como has visto.

Más de los mismo con un toque distinto

Mi RAP, me gustaría que lo entendieras, pero sabed que: Me da igual

(Me da igual) Tu coche

(Me da igual) Tu cristal

(Me da igual) Tu bling bling

(Me da igual) Tu blang blang

(Me da igual) Tus mujeres

(Me da igual) Tus tatoos

(Me da igual) Tus playeras

(Me da igual) Tu rap portera

(Me da igual) Tu acento falso

(Me da igual) Tu underground

(Me da igual) Tu mainstream

(Me da igual) Tu disfraz

(Me da igual) us súper ideas

(Me da igual) Tus críticas

(Me da igual) Tus maquetas feas

(Me da igual) Tu barrio chungo

(Me da igual) Tus bloques

(Me da igual) Tu foro web

(Me da igual) Tú saca ask

Y todas tus movidas

Que lo sepas

hey aha aha

Well, once again I come to give you a little more of my rap

This is more of the same

with a different touch

You know, I think the lives of artists

It is most of the time like a very long striptease…

(striptease)

You gotta go out there take it all off

Are you happy or are you sad

(and…getting on)

Sometimes in fact you don't even know what else to take off

Because too often my sentences have not been

Capable of transmitting the messages he had in his head

And that's frustrating... No

(I haven't been able to get used to it)

No way.

I haven't been able to get used to it

A, to go on stage and paint portraits

Of pieces of my soul and receive applause as a prize (applause sounds)

Applause is such a nice thing...

(I don't understand, even if time goes by and it makes me

Major Where is the love?)

That's right, tell me where the love is.

You know?

Because I've been looking for him naked in front of the mirror and

I do not see it.

It's like the cold, I feel it but I don't see it

In fact I think it may be the desire to feel the trophy itself

Because, think of it this way, I think that the hassle of living is nothing...

(Nothing?) Nothing (Nothing?) Nothing compared to the challenge of living for something

(You must live for something)

You see, just as the Sun attracts with its gravity the

planets…

Mine, even being lighter, attracts listeners

That spin their heads with the ideas that loosen their chains

When the letters of the CHOJIN sound...

It's worth it

(It is worth working…)

It's worth it when the reward is to make your rock feel good...

I am sure that there will be someone who will listen to me and say:

«Bah! This is not RAP, what are you trying to innovate?

The Chojin is leaving»

And maybe it's true... but

(In the end, in the end what will remain is a raft…)

A raft with two oars on a sea full of sharks

Hungry for (what?)

Hungry for hate and san (gre, de)

Artists who did what they felt at each moment

That's why they lived in the limelight

I!

I consider that I have the best job in the world

I take ideas, I sculpt them and I always occupy a place

My only chance to get higher is to relax my soul

And leave my muses total freedom

I'm a rapper you, if you don't know what I'm talking about, not even «mú»

Without zeros in the account, sincere in what I tell you.

Diving

In cold oceans of black thoughts and I return

Bringing pearls in new verses

Wildebeest!

This never ends...

Sometimes I think that

(that it could be that one day when taking a pen and paper I could not do

A new text will appear… but…)

But I can always, thanks to I don't know I can always

Although it is difficult for me to start, or I get stuck in the middle, the truth

(the thing is…)

That there is always something to put

And someone on the other side of the speaker to convince

And that I think is my challenge in the end: to connect

It is not about finding a spectacular flow that does not say anything

It is more about being able to convey sincerity

And that's what I manage to achieve

(All-the-time I've

I'm putting in

Do this well

It-is-the-time-that…)

What do I use to be

(forever)

Very aware of what

(comes)

I have come to know

(people)

(thanks to my habit of putting…-What?-

Everything I have on paper…)

Yes, it is THE CHOJIN;

another rapper, it is important that they know that this art

It has no limits, it's about expressing yourself

Without locking yourself into structures or bases.

Oh!

(Oh, it's always better when you do it with your heart

Let me do it please, I put the rules on this album)

It is my expression as you have seen.

More of the same with a different touch

My RAP, I would like you to understand, but know that: I don't care

(I don't care) Your car

(I don't care) Your crystal

(I don't care) Your bling bling

(I don't care) You blang blang

(I don't care) Your women

(I don't care) Your tattoos

(I don't care) Your shirts

(I don't care) Your goalkeeper rap

(I don't care) Your fake accent

(I don't care) Your underground

(I don't care) Your mainstream

(I don't care) Your costume

(I don't care) you super ideas

(I don't care) Your criticism

(I don't care) Your ugly mockups

(I don't care) Your rough neighborhood

(I don't care) Your blocks

(I don't care) Your web forum

(I don't care) You get ask

And all your moves

that you know