00:00The first thing that impacted me about Santos Negros was the lyric of Kraken.
00:19A kind of Baudelaire, a Venezuelan Rimbaud of the street, a cursed poet in every sense of the word.
00:30Our style is inspired by the reality of the street, illness, death, and destruction.
00:53Venganza, es lo que pide, mi heart a gritos, el será la presa.
01:00It's sad, a people killing each other.
01:14It's sad, a people killing each other.
01:16You don't have to write and decide to do this, write down a little of what is alive.
01:33I cry in a dark barrio, where the desire of people is that they are green in the other world.
01:38Many people do not understand me, they do not understand what they are saying, they do not want to write a full volume of their minicomponent.
01:45As black people see this, Kraken is still there with the car at the front.
01:50Y haciéndole llegar que todo no es como parece, muchos no saben qué pasa al trabajo.
01:54We do not live as people and all aborochados.
01:57Please keep it consistent with bocado and food.
02:00Leave the harina in your hands so that it does not have sustenance.
02:03The sadness and arrogance her back cosas que siento.
02:06Design of the future and everything is black.
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