RAPDIKAL - PREFACIO || VOZ Y MARTILLO (ENERO)

Democracy and Class Struggle salute Martillo and Pablo Hasel and Rappers in Spain who put themselves on the Frontline of struggle for democracy and socialism

SEE:
https://democracyandclasstruggle.blogspot.co.uk/2018/01/the-spanish-gag-law-2017-very-bad-year.html




(CHORUS)
This is the story of a revolution
Characters of proletarian action in the script
To organize the struggle towards emancipation
OF THE ONE WHO LISTENS THIS SONG ... OF THE ONE FEELING THIS SONG.
(Bis)

(FIRST STROKE / first act)
Carondelet has trembled
The mob has risen
He has voted presidents that this people have plundered
More there is no direction, many seek the same
The cake of the State, climb with opportunism
But the popular earthquake will explode against fascism
The heart will hurry to communism
Iron we will be
Emancipate a town
I rebel, I revolt, you do not have to take a step back
If coffee is not for everyone we swear that there will be no peace
The communists want the truth!
It is our need, transform reality
Topple this system and this turbulent world
Who has thousands of hungry with an empty belly
In the face of this tyranny we seek harmony
Let no one else go hungry ... except the bourgeoisie
Loaded with ideology at the service of struggle
Flooding of words the drought for the listener
Taking my chucha out! In political rap
Making it practical, making it critical
Apocalyptic thought of this capitalism
Tactical syllables disarm fascism
Fanatical pamphlets of good socialism
For communism, the Proletarian Block
The struggle of the people that is forged daily.

(CHORUS)
This is the story of a revolution
Characters of proletarian action in the script
To organize the struggle towards emancipation
OF THE ONE WHO LISTENS THIS SONG ... OF THE ONE FEELING THIS SONG.
(Bis)

(SECOND STROKE / second act)
What inspires me?
This anger inspires me
To see that enduring hunger with drugs they deliriously
See so much lie
The rotten human being
The worker woman chira and the peasant fucked
Eating from the floor, sweeping ashes,
concise is the coup of the bourgeoisie
empty my piggy bank, steal my food
they take my life without fucking permission
I need it to be the hit
that no tyrant over
guillotine for the banker and the power for the worker!
Guillotine for the tycoon and power for the worker
To see pig, combat, with armed guerrillas.