Calle 13 Speaks on IMMIGRATION and Corrupt Cops In P.R.

Calle 13 continues to speak out against injustice…
3rd single
“Pal’ Norte” feat. Orishas
is dedicated to all the immigrants across the world

• “the biggest breakout [story] in the Latin world last year… clever rhymes (think Eminem at his best) go from witty to salacious to outright shocking” - BILLBOARD, COVER STORY
• “Calle 13 has emerged as one of pop's most playful satirists and profound idealists.” –Newsday
• “[One of] the best [Latin Grammy] nominees…The lyrics are clever--often hilarious”- TIME Magazine
• “Provocative, outrageously irreverent… one of the most musically adventurous groups in Latin hip-hop maybe in hip-hop, period… Nothing so raw & outrageous has ever been heard in Latin music” – LA Times
• “one of the most anticipated Latin music CDs in years” - LATINA Magazine
• “the most ground-breaking album of the year…an artistic evolution. Or maybe a revolution”– Miami Herald
• “sophisticated musicianship…one of the most anticipated Latin albums of the year” – Washington Post

My grand pops, who raised me from the time I was a teenager, never liked Rap music. He only heard the curses (Y porque el fuck fuck y bitch this, ha?) and never the messages that were behind all of that(you can't expect an old school man to change his ways and listen beyond anything that he says!). Well, ever since I was a kid I listened to Rap music, but I was raised in the Dominican Republic until the age of 13 (off and on, came to see pop dukes every summer so I was always intune with rap music), and out there I listened to Vico-C, Dj Raymon and many other Latin rappers (no, I don't expect anyone to know who they are). They had great messages about the struggle and what they went through with corrupt cops out in Puerto Rico. Well, I guess things haven't changed and it's like this everywhere else here in the US, out in PR, and also in other countries.

Calle 13 is not your regular reggeaton group. They came with crazy concepts... So nuts that when my girl put me on to them... I heard their material and I was like these dudes are nuts (lol) - Well they are the opposite of pop reggeaton, they say what they want and what they feel at any given moment whether you like it or not, whether you think it's stupid or not. With these 2 tracks they speak on Police brutality in PR and the immigrants (all) in US- Check out the lyrics to "Pal Norte" --- Oh yeah disregard the curses (grand pops)

(Coro)

Tengo el antídoto
Pa’l que no tiene identidad
Somos idénticos
Al que llego sin avisar
Vengo tranquilito
Para los que ya no están
Para los que están y los que vienen.


(Verso 1)

Unas piernas que respiran
Veneno de serpiente
Por el camino del viento
Voy soplando agua ardiente…

Un nómada sin rumbo,
La energía negativa yo la derrumbo
Con mis pesuñas de cordero
Me propuse a recorrer el continente entero
Sin brújula, sin tiempo, sin agenda
Inspirao’ por las leyendas
Por historias empaquetadas en lata
Por los cuentos que la luna relata
Aprendí a caminar sin un mapa
A irme de caminata
Sin comodidades, sin lujos
Protegido por los santos y los brujos
Aprendí a escribir carbonerías en mi libreta
Y con un mismo idioma sacudir todo el planeta
Aprendí que mi pueblo todavía reza
Por que las fucking autoridades y la puta realeza
Todavía se mueven por debajo de la mesa
Aprendí a tragarme la depresión con cerveza
A mi patrono yo lo escupo desde las montañas
Y con mi propia saliva enveneno su champaña

(Coro)

(Verso 2)

En tu sonrisa yo veo una guerrilla
Una aventura, un movimiento,
Tu lenguaje, tu acento
Yo quiero descubrir lo que ya estaba descubierto
Ser un emigrante, ese es mi deporte
Hoy me voy pa’l norte sin pasaporte
Sin trasporte, a pie, con las patas
Pero no importa este hombre se hidrata
Con lo que retrata mi pupila
Cargo con un par de paisajes en mi mochila
Cargo con vitamina de clorofila
Cargo con un rosario que me vigila
Yo sueño con cruzar el meridiano
Resbalando por las cuerdas del cuatro de Aureliano
Y llegarle tempranito temprano a la orilla
Por el desierto, con los pies a la parrilla
Vamos por debajo de la tierra como las ardillas
Voy a cruzar la muralla,
Yo soy un intruso
Con identidad de recluso
Por eso me convierto en buzo
Y buceo por debajo de la tierra
Pa’ que no me vean los guardias y los perros no me huelan
Abuela, no se preocupe
Que en mi cuello cuelga la virgen de la Guadalupe.

(Coro)


Calle 13- Tributo a la Policia

Calle 13- Pal Norte Feat. Orishas