You are now listening to Moral Beats You are now listening to Moral Beats You have locked my earnings in the pocket The commander of Lithuania says there are armed experts with you to compare your entire career Get lost! Never has a single nation defeated us We defeated the Portuguese We defeated the Dutch in a series of wars We defeated the British We wiped them out Those limiting us will generally be slaughtered They will eigene us forever You have locked my ears in the pocket You have locked my earnings in the pocket The commander of Lithuania says there are armed experts with you to compare your entire career Get lost! Never has a single nation defeated us We defeated the Portuguese We defeated the Dutch in a series of wars We defeated the British We defeated the Dutch in a series of wars We defeated the British in a series of wars You have locked my ears in the pocket You have locked my earnings in the pocket The commander of Lithuania says there are armed experts with you to compare your entire career Get lost! Never has a single nation defeated us We defeated the Portuguese We defeated the Dutch in a series of wars We defeated the British in a series of wars We defeated the Dutch in a series of wars But you still put your genes in their pockets, bro so that they will never know what you are made of It's like you are the delicacy brought by the sea And the wildness is not yet fought That's why whenever you fight you will never be defeated Because there is no end to the gold, silver, and cascades The gold on the plate belongs to the rich and the poor We have always been united as one But, you know We are facing what we call a colonial milieu I've been alone for a long time until I became a wise man Who am I? The first fruits of those who planted Not yet recognized, not yet noticed Everyone in my way When it seems that a lot of people are surprised when I arrive, a lot of people are surprised But it happens in the end Shouldn't I be your companion? I was given a lot of burdens I learned to take care of myself I was often left behind I just thought of a way to get it back I tried to get it back Even though I was always called a loser I did it with the desire to get up Even though I was always called a loser People want to pull me down So that they will know They want me to be strong They want me to grow up But what if my thoughts are lazy The concept that was laid down is a complete and solid concrete If there is no one from here When will I be under but hidden? The name Rudik is a promise to the land What is true is almost a battle The deep Rio Grande There is no river that will ever go back But it has a diplomacy Especially when it comes to food If the result is sustainable Music will feed In my time I am facing something Respect and love You are not a burden to me But every word I say Is a battle A Manolula from the Suban tribe From the three words Tuhasa, Tagalog, Suban and Astabizaya Rap music in the Philippines For me, it's a gift My love is eternal That's what it means to say This is eternal, from the roots to the soul There is no meaning to die There is no end to the truth The Manolubas are weak I will be the first But how can I go back? How can I go back to my hands? It's dangerous for me to go back That's why don't force it You are not pitiful Sometimes it's just like I'm the one who's smiling It's like they're making the dogs fight How is this? We won again My love is eternal Every step is planned It's like a grenade There are three bandages In my three ears I'm the type of bad boy who has a BMG I entered the death row When the Red Zambian was virgin Your ears are too loud That's the death jam I'm the uncultured nation of the world