Residente
The first time we met
Was in Puerto Rico
Your mother was in the room
She took one look at me and said
"Tú tienes que ser nieto de Wisin Miranda"
I said
"That's right
How did you know that?"
She said
"¡Pero nene, tienes la misma cara!
Mira
Tu abuelo Wisin y mi mamá eran primos hermanos
You two are cousins"
Primo
Tú y yo descendimos de Gilberto Concepción de Gracia
Fundador del partido independentista de Puerto Rico
Abogado de Pedro Albizu Campos en Nueva York
Nacimos con revolución en las venas. Entre ritmo de bomba y plena
Y estamos conectados en las malas y en las buenas
Now check it
A little blood, a sample of saliva
Send it to the lab and get it back
And see them try to declassify a deoxyribonucleic acid just from one fiber
Scientists can separate a strand
Tell you in percentages
Descendencies you long to understand
Send you to lands of ice, dirt and sand
A map of the world in the lines of your hand
And you find what you planned
Isn't quite what you get
You will cry in the rumble
With children you met
Remind you to struggle and strike
And the trouble at life is that
Life isn't in tune with you yet
And yet, you will make music
Make something new
From the rhythms and the views
And the fords of beyond the images in the news
If you can produce it
Your dreams are lucid when you spit
Keep the horizon siempre pa'l frente
Open our eyes, let you rimes be the puente
Cambia este mundo profundamente
As our global artist in residence
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Dale, primo