To show you how it all began Birds came flying from the underground If you could see it then you'd understand All that noise, and all that sound All those places I have found And birds go flying at the speed of sound How long before I get in? Before it

Sail me away to a distant shore, where every thing's fine A thousand years, one day for every life Just keep on going, we'll find you a home underground, in a thousand years Day after day, I feel myself slowing down, what does it mean? The air has

Beauty fades, death decays Fires on high, reach the sky Branches break Roots remain Strong in mind And the sky opened up and it swallowed us whole All that's left is time and healing underground Underneath us the cosmic dawn of war begins

I am the God Nigga, I am the God Granada I'm falling under your spell You know I get the kilos Cincuenta por ciento If you are not bilingual Get the fuck up out of town, 'fore we run your ass down Underground how I came out

And it all comes down to you You see your gypsy She was just a wish So I'm back to the velvet underground Back to the floor that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy that I was Well, you know that it

MC's, you like the way we swing Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) MC's... they don't know DJ's... they don't know The funky beat is

I'll be coming home next year Say goodbye When I come down I'm in the sky tonight There I can keep by your side Come on, get on, get on Living with our heads underground Everything's all right up here Watching the wide world riot

'Cause you ain't heard nuttin' this funky Humpty Hump's in the house with the locals Yo Schmoove kick the vocals Yeah, well we're back with another one Comin' hard and got suckers on the run You say, "You guys are known for havin' fun" Yeah well we'll do

S-H-I-N-I-N on the funk And listen to the emcees rhymin on the funk We solemnly swear to never bust a style that's bunk So listen to the way that we're rhyming on the funk Now we would like to ask you Have you ever heard this style befo'

Represent, Represent Cuba, Orishas underground de Havana Cuba, hey mi musica Cuba, hey tu musica Represent Represent Represent, Represent, Ven que te quiero cantar de corazon asi La historia de mis raizes