No Saben Nada de Mí - Endecah

No saben nada de mí

Y vuelven a hablar

No saben nada de mí

Y no callarán

No saben nada de mí ni de donde salí ni hacia donde me fui

No saben nada de mí ni por qué estoy aquí ni lo que yo viví

No saben nada de mí y aún así creen ser jueces de lo que escribí

No saben ni la mitad de la mierda de acoso en edad escolar

De cambiar de colegio, ser la novedad y volver a tener que tragar

Y soñar con que todo termine

O ser otro más y que nadie te mire

No saben nada de mí, tampoco lo saben de mi familia

Hablan por hablar y no saben nada de lo que hemos tenido que lidiar

Que mi madre cayó enferma por querer darme un futuro mejor

Que mi padre se despierta cuando todavía duerme el sol

No saben nada mi

No saben nada de eso

No saben nada del bullying ni de lo que es tener sobrepeso

No saben que es que te miren distinto

Que se rían hasta de como caminas

De como respiras y miras y que te peguen por instinto

(No saben nada de mí)

(Dicen)(Di, Di)

(No saben nada de mí)

(Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3

(Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan)

Dicen, pero no conocen nada de lo que cuentan esas voces

No puedes conocerme, si ni siquiera hemos tenido un roce…

No sabes nada de José

Hablas de Cyclo y Cyclo

Solo existen altavoces, así que cuidado con aquello que toses

Un chico de barrio, en su habitación tiene su santuario

Un bloc, una radio, y su sueño de estar sobre un escenario

Horas y horas bolígrafo en mano escribiendo a la vez que cuido de mi hermano

Quien diría que no sería en vano, todos eso días, inviernos, veranos

Sobre melodías, violín, bombo, caja y piano…

Viajando en urbano, como un caballero con rimas armado

Y no puedes saber todo lo que he luchado

Si no has pisado por donde he pasado

Yo no mire como Antonio manchado

Seguiré aquí aunque me crean exiliado

(No saben nada de mí)

(Dicen)(Di, Di)

(No saben nada de mí)

(Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3

(Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan)

Avanzó a cada instante pero tengo un recuerdo lejano

Que si sigo es por mi, joder, pero ¿vez?

Me encanta lo que hago

No saben nada de mi y así se pasan criticando

Que yo decido con quien me junto, valoro si seguir caminando

Que no todo es tan sencillo, como pinta en esa portada

Porque cada carga de hoy, supone trabas cada mañana

Y ves que el peso de la mundo nos hace caer, y nos pone esas cadenas

Valora tener a alguien que entienda cuando hablas solo en la cena

Sentir cada retazo nuestro compone lo que seremos

Y no los ves pero es el esfuerzo hacia la música que aprendí solo

Y es que sin ella no vivo, sin ella no estoy, mi vida no tiene sentido

Y que otras personas lo entiendan hace que me lleven consigo

(No saben nada de mí)

(Dicen)(Di, Di)

(No saben nada de mí)

(Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3

(Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan)

No saben nada de mi, pero se atreven a juzgarme

No saben nada de mi y si, hoy quieren abrazarme

Jamás soñé, poder llegar, poder volar y acariciar el arte

Que me ha dado la vida y aveces me ha hecho suspirar

Tampoco saben de mi el dolor que he sufrido en mi espalda

Tres años casi sin andar, peleando por mis ganas

Queriendo dar todo y a pesar de todo, hoy sigo con todo que créeme no es poco

Buscando el camino apartando las piedras cosiendo a mi alma que sigue en la

quiebra

No saben nada de mi, de esta locura que me aplasta

De ver menguar la vida de quien dio mi vida y ya está

Bien de tanto valorar, si no conocen la verdad

Has de saber que me importa una mierda, si pierdo un juego en el que quiero

estar

(No saben nada de mí)

(Dicen)(Di, Di)

(No saben nada de mí)

(Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3

(Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan)

No saben nada de la soledad, cuando eres nuevo en otra ciudad

No saben nada de mi, ni de lo que he podido llorar y gritar

De que me sentía culpable y me quedé muerto en aquel hospital

De que cuanto más tiempo pasaba necesitaba más orfidal

No sabe que es que te obliguen a hacerlo, querer morirte y dejarlo

Sentirte un fracaso sin serlo

No saben nada de lo que he trabajado, para llegar hasta aquí

De que me he dejado la espalda fregando en un bar cada semana sin poder salir

de ahí

No saben que es llevar ropa usada, de tu vecino, ni saben nada

No saben que es dejarte la vida en lograrlo, perseguir tu sueño y forjarlo

Y que te cierren otra puerta más, ser la vergüenza del rap español

Porque los de arriba no se mojan y hay público que es aún peor

(No saben nada de mí)

(Dicen)(Di, Di)

(No saben nada de mí)

(Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3

(Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan)

they know nothing about me

And they talk again

they know nothing about me

And they won't shut up

They don't know anything about me or where I came from or where I went

They don't know anything about me or why I'm here or what I experienced

They don't know anything about me and yet they think they are judges of what I wrote

They don't know the half of the school-age bullying shit

Of changing schools, being the novelty and having to swallow again

And dream that everything ends

Or be another one and that nobody looks at you

They don't know anything about me, neither do they know about my family

They talk to talk and they don't know anything about what we've had to deal with

That my mother fell ill for wanting to give me a better future

That my father wakes up when the sun is still sleeping

They don't know anything about me

They don't know anything about it

They know nothing about bullying or what it is to be overweight

They don't know what it is that they look at you differently

That they laugh even at how you walk

How you breathe and look and being hit by instinct

(they don't know anything about me)

(They say)(Say, Say)

(they don't know anything about me)

(They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3

(They talk, they say, nothing, they tell)

They say, but they know nothing of what those voices say

You can't know me, if we haven't even had a touch...

You don't know anything about José

You talk about Cyclo and Cyclo

There are only speakers, so be careful what you cough

A neighborhood boy, in his room he has his sanctuary

A pad, a radio, and his dream of being on stage

Hours and hours pen in hand writing while taking care of my brother

Who would say that it would not be in vain, all those days, winters, summers

About melodies, violin, bass drum, snare and piano…

Traveling in urban, like a knight with rhymes armed

And you can't know all that I've struggled

If you haven't stepped where I've been

I don't look like Antonio spotted

I will continue here even if they think I am exiled

(they don't know anything about me)

(They say)(Say, Say)

(they don't know anything about me)

(They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3

(They talk, they say, nothing, they tell)

It advanced every moment but I have a distant memory

That if I continue it's because of me, damn it, but see?

I love what I do

They don't know anything about me and so they spend criticizing

That I decide who I get together with, I value whether to continue walking

That not everything is as simple as it looks on that cover

Because every load today, supposes obstacles every morning

And you see that the weight of the world makes us fall, and puts those chains on us

Appreciate having someone who understands when you talk alone at dinner

Feeling each piece of ours composes what we will be

And you don't see them but it's the effort towards music that I learned alone

And it's that I don't live without her, I'm not here without her, my life has no meaning

And that other people understand it makes them take me with them

(they don't know anything about me)

(They say)(Say, Say)

(they don't know anything about me)

(They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3

(They talk, they say, nothing, they tell)

They don't know anything about me, but they dare to judge me

They don't know anything about me and yes, today they want to hug me

I never dreamed, to be able to arrive, to be able to fly and caress art

That has given me life and sometimes has made me sigh

They also don't know about me the pain I've suffered in my back

Three years almost without walking, fighting for my desire

Wanting to give everything and despite everything, today I continue with everything, which, believe me, is not little

Looking for the path, separating the stones, sewing my soul that continues in the

bankruptcy

They don't know anything about me, about this madness that crushes me

To see the life of the one who gave my life diminish and that's it

Well valued so much, if they don't know the truth

You have to know that I don't give a shit, if I lose a game in which I want

to be

(they don't know anything about me)

(They say)(Say, Say)

(they don't know anything about me)

(They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3

(They talk, they say, nothing, they tell)

They know nothing about loneliness, when you're new in another town

They do not know anything about me, nor about what I have been able to cry and shout

That I felt guilty and I stayed dead in that hospital

That the more time passed I needed more orfidal

He doesn't know what it is to be forced to do it, to want to die and leave it

Feeling like a failure without being one

They don't know a thing I've worked, to get here

That I have left my back scrubbing in a bar every week without being able to go out

from there

They do not know what it is to wear used clothes, from your neighbor, nor do they know anything

They do not know what it is to leave your life to achieve it, pursue your dream and forge it

And that they close another door for you, be the shame of Spanish rap

Because those from above don't get wet and there is an audience that is even worse

(they don't know anything about me)

(They say)(Say, Say)

(they don't know anything about me)

(They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3

(They talk, they say, nothing, they tell)