lazarccs8 3Speak Podcast: Recent Episodes

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Hola comunidad!!!

TomaSeis is an experiment in video editing. Using screen recording programs (FoneLab) we were able to capture the preview of what we were doing at the editors who charge to obtain the final product. It is a tool that I hope whoever needs it can use it too. Although the result is not very clean or of maximum quality, it allows obtaining an acceptable video for those who do not have the resources to pay for everything that professional editing means.

I hope you enjoy the music and thanks for the support to everyone who is part of it, from the one who records it to the one who listens to it!

LYRICS:

Stories of a traveler turned into vibration

Street poet turning freestyle into a song

My relationship with the world was never the most suitable

Fashions, trends and press caused me paranoia

I understood since I was a child that whoever buys the lie

Forget who you are with the passing of the years

It doesn't hurt anymore that they look at me like a crazy person

For not following your ways but opening broken paths

Next to me, those of us who move ax and machete

To see the earth grow working from seven to seven

If you don't know don't meddle

As simple as that

Advice from grandparents that we did not understand as children

It will be your affections that make you advance

It is a defect to believe you so important

All your actions must be recognized

Thank the one who listens to you because the present is worth gold

We all have bandages covering our vision

Arrogance does not serve to protect the heart

When loneliness covers you and you meet your evil and

the darkness of the soul surrounds you in your room

Any revolution begins when hunger is greater than reason

If your soul is hungry and you don't feed it with

your art you will never find yourself or calm your heart

Whether or not it is a coincidence that we are in this universe

none of our truth it will be valid when we are no longer

Even the most expensive object will lose its value,

when vanity finds another rarer object

I enjoy what doesn't cost before they privatize it

I do not tell my stories for others to analyze

I release what weighs me down changing the meaning of

my own black and white without getting lost in the gray

Time doesn't stop, everyone tells us that

But that is not learned until you close scars

If you step on the blood it will splash you,

if you don't understand me, do you understand what you say?

Do you understand what you say?

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Hola comunidad! Les traigo la primera toma de mi proyecto en estilo OneTake. Canción sobre una base sin samplear regalada por un hermano de música!

Pueden encontrar en mis redes sociales (@lazarccs) los links a las otras tomas que ya hemos grabado. Todo se realiza con el apoyo de personas que conozco durante mis viajes.

@lalternauta realizando el video.

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ENGISH:

Hello community! I post this first song of my project in OneTake style. Song on an unsampled base given by a music brother!

You can find in my social networks (@lazarccs) the links to the other songs that we recorded. Everything is done with the support of people I meet during my travel.

@lalternauta making the video.

LETRA:

Seis de la mañana bajando de mi montaña

La niña para la escuela la moña pa las lagañas

Filas largas dentro de cajas, humo negro y la ciudad

Dos pa llegar, ocho pa regalar, dos más pa regresar

Mande esa vida al tacho me fui al monte y crie chanchos

Invirtiendo el tiempo entre páginas y paisajes

Viajando entre bibliotecas, saltandome los peajes

Malabares y freestyle, hasta donde llegué

Sin conocer el camino me arriesgué y caminé

No dejes que te aprisione el miedo

a tener menos de lo que mereces

pues está el mundo a tu merced

Empecé mil vidas que a medias dejé

Solo con el arte me quedé, lo que me da de comer

pero no el rap, esto es porque me motiva

pa la comida arreglar bicis y malabares en la esquina

Ya son decenas de paises sin tener cuenta en un banco

cruzando fronteras entre bosques o en barcos

otro de tantos, que de no saber improvisar

me quedaba dentro del cerco pagando hasta el respirar

Como varios, basando sus acciones en base a un pago diario

Matandose entre todos en el mercado monetario

Por dinero no me hizo falta ser sicario

Arte en el faro y vender porro a universitarios

Esa fue la que me toco, vida facil pa quien la vida me dió

Más experiencias que monedas para mi jubilación

Solo una hamaca y yo al Caribe le cobraré mi pensión

Esa es mi decisión, preguntate cual tomaste

En que realidad creada tu pudiste ubicarte

Cuestiona cada base y estructura que pisaste

Y luego dime si eres libre o lograste liberarte.

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LYRICS

Six in the morning coming down from my mountain

The girl for school the joint to my sleepeyes

Long lines inside boxes, black smoke and the city

Two to arrive, eight to give away, two more to return

I sent that life to the bin, I went to the mountains and raised pigs

Reversing the time between pages and landscapes

Traveling between libraries, skipping the tolls

Juggling and freestyle, how far did I get?

Without knowing the way I took a risk and walked

Don't let fear hold you down

to have less than you deserve

because the world is at your mercy

I started a thousand lives that I half left

I only stayed with art, what feeds me

but not rap, this is because it motivates me

for food fix bikes and juggle in the corner

There are already dozens of countries without a bank account

crossing borders between forests or on boats

another one of many, that of not knowing how to improvise

I stayed inside the fence paying even to breathe

As several, basing their actions based on a daily payment

Killing each other in the money market

For money I didn't need to be a hit man

Art in the lighthouse and selling joint to university students

That was the one to me, easy life for whom life gave me

More experiences than coins for my retirement

Just a hammock and I'll charge my pension to the Caribbean

That's my decision, ask yourself which one you made

In which created reality were you able to locate yourself?

Question every foundation and structure you stepped on

And then tell me if you are free or free yourself.

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**Hola comunidad! Subo mi primer video musical el cual se realizó en Cidade de Deus, Rio de Janeiro. Obra que nace de un freestyle, el encuentro entre viajeros y el ingenio conjunto en el uso de nuestros recursos.

Todo el proyecto se filmó y grabó en estilo UNA TOMA.

Agradecido con todos los que hicieron esto posible directa e indirectamente.

Dirección y Producción: PIENSⒶ y @jsoledadMC

Cámara: @luigidesignx

Pista: Autor Desconocido**

*Hi community! I upload my first music video that was filmed in Cidade de Deus, Rio de Janeiro. Artwork that born from a freestyle, the meeting between travelers and the joint ingenuity in the use of our resources.

The entire project was filmed and recorded in ONE TAKE style.

Grateful to all who made this possible directly and indirectly.

Direction and Production: PIENSⒶ and @jsoledadMC

Camera: @luigidesignx

Music: Unknown Author*

**Letra

Revolucion Actitud y Poesia

Tres palabras que mi rap definirian

Quien sea que Lazar alguna vez escucharia

Deberia encender dentro de si la llama de la rebeldia

Me propuse un dia cambiar el mundo con HipHop

Y como el mundo no cambió entonces cambié yo

Usé mi voz pa' denunciar el dolor

Que está sufriendo mi gente en este mundo sin amor

Donde vale más el dinero que el honor

Donde atrae mas un auto que el olor de una flor

Donde vale más el cuadro cuando se murió el pintor

Quiero darle al arte lo que el dinero le quitó

La inspiración que nace de cosas sencillas

Cuando no importan las joyas si es el sol el que brilla

Ser ese graffiti que da vida hasta a una alcantarilla

y que de este nuevo mundo mis palabras sean semilla

Como la fuerza del trabajor

Que cambió su vida por la promesa de algo mejor

Que su hijo en vez de traficante sea profesor

y que su futuro no dependa de la piel y su color

Que las fronteras no definan el destino

y que sin importar quien seas tengas abiertos los caminos

con esta idea vino mi instinto de caminar

alimentando mi propio arte en cada uno de mis destinos

Llevando conmigo la tierra donde nací

Orgulloso de mis raices en mis rimas las incluí

y con mi free (freestyle) viajé a más de cien ciudades

Pudiendo atrapar en rimas millones de realidades

Descubrí que no hay verdades absolutas ni en la ciencia

y que las personas buscan es paz y convivencia

a través del rap conciencia hago mi revolución

Construyendo junto a muchos un mundo donde haya unión

Aunque sea dificil a causa de la corrupción

De personas ciegas y presas de la ambición

La envidia y el ego les cerró el corazón

Pero matando al artista el arte no se murió

Por eso en cada lugar en el que estuve

Absorví las cosas buenas y agradecí lo que obtuve

Esquive malas miradas y malas actitudes

y el apoyo de la gente me ayudó a llegar a las nubes

Aterricé en la capital más alta

sin dinero en el bolsillo pero arte en mi garganta

me probé que el que canta aguanta hasta falta de manta

si levanta la frente y enfrenta lo que le espanta

Rompi la trampa de limites terrenales

comencé a imaginarme viajando entre portales

recolectando la historia de los sabios ancestrales

y convertí a los caminos en los guias de mi viaje

Mi arte el equipaje, acompañado del paisaje

haciendo de playa y cielo el mejor hospedaje

es mi vida y mi mensaje

Revolución, actitud y poesia, es mi rap lo que les traje.**

*Lyrics

Revolution, attitude and poetry

Three words that my rap would define

Whoever Lazar would ever listen to

I should ignite within himself the flame of rebellion

I decided one day to change the world with HipHop

And since the world did not change then I changed

I used my voice to denounce the pain

What are my people suffering in this world without love

Where money is worth more than honor

Where a car attracts more than the smell of a flower

Where the painting is worth more when the painter died

I want to give art what money took away

The inspiration that comes from simple things

When jewels don't matter if it's the sun that shines

Be that graffiti that gives life to even a sewer

and that of this new world my words are seed

As the force of workers

That changed his life for the promise of something better

That your son, instead of a drug dealer, be a teacher

and his future does not depend on his skin and his color

That borders do not define the destiny

and that no matter who you are you have open the roads

with this idea came my instinct to walk

feeding my own art in each of my destinations

Taking with me the land where I was born

Proud of my roots in my rhymes I included them

and with my free (freestyle) I traveled to more than a hundred cities

Being able to catch millions of realities in rhymes

I discovered that there are no absolute truths even in science

and that people seek is peace and coexistence

through conscience rap I make my revolution

Building together with many a world where there is unity

Although it is difficult because of corruption

Of blind people and prey to ambition

Envy and ego closed their hearts

But by killing the artist the art did not die

That's why in every place I've been

I absorbed the good things and appreciated what I got

Avoid bad looks and bad attitudes

and the support of the people helped me to reach the clouds

I landed in the highest capital

no money in my pocket but art in my throat

I proved that the one who sings can hold out until there is no blanket

if he raises his forehead and faces what scares him

I broke the trap of earthly limits

I began to imagine traveling between portals

collecting the history of the ancient sages

and I turned the roads into the guides of my journey

My art the luggage, accompanied by the landscape

making beach and sky the best accommodation

it's my life and my message

Revolution, attitude and poetry, it is my rap that I brought you.*