Guantanamo Lyrics by Outlandish

Guantanamo Lyrics

    [Intro:]
    El sol calienta alla en lo alto
    Y la palma real nos alumbra
    Orgullo de mi tierra cubana
    Aqui no hay canto en vano

    [Translation:]

    The sun heats above
    And the royal palm enlights us
    With the pride of my Cuban soil
    Here it can't be found
    A song in vain

    [Chorus]

    Mi casa y su casa - Guantanamo
    The grass is greener on my side - eh eh eh
    And I got all my moros here - Guantanamo
    Just me y my familia - eh eh eh

    [Rapverse1 (Isam)]

    Ey chico!
    Just idle the car while I run in to the super Mercado
    Cop the Cuban bootleg compay Segundo
    Gon' barbeque, ya know ill kebab
    Only this time, no blues brotha
    The vibe is Cuba
    Give twenties and couple of wise words to the kids
    I'm an example to them, stay in school learn buiss'
    Tell'em; respect the whole nine
    Respect them old folks
    Take my dinner with the Don
    Couscous with parmesan
    The sun is about to set
    Hawaiian shirts, Havana cigars
    Red sky, hot breeze, ladies like the guitars
    And I can assure ya ass my pueblo is ghetto
    Veteran cars ain't no flat tire, just hold on
    Or we can lounge in Tangier
    Not the one in Vegas, naah the one in Maroc
    Cruise the Atlantic, from yours to my block
    Mo' hot sauce, mo' sipping, mo' palmas, mo' bailar

    [Chorus]

    [Rapverse2 (Lenny)]

    El son de mi cuba
    Me da los buenos dias
    Desayuno y al salir
    Todo el mundo ya esta arriba
    Oye chico subele el volumen
    Me encanta ese bolero
    Y esta cola para el pan
    Le da la vuelta al mundo entero
    Ahora ya en La Habana
    Viejas calles con aire colonial
    Los problemas no se ocultan
    Pero hay dulzura al pasar
    Las palmas como el Che
    Orgullecen el paisaje
    Voy cantando
    De donde son los cantantes
    Por mi isla mi compadre voy cruzando
    Solo en shorts, con mis gafas
    Mi chevy y el sol ardiente
    Hoy es un dia especial
    Porque hoy me voy para Oriente

    [Translation:]

    The sun of my Cuba
    Salutes me good morning
    I take breakfast and come out
    The whole world is already up
    Hey chico turn the volume up
    Coz I love this bolero
    And this line to buy the bread, goes around the entire world anyway
    Now picture La Habana
    The old streets with colonel air
    Problems can't be hidden
    But you'll find sweetness at you pass by
    The palms like El Che bring pride to the landscape
    While I'm singing
    "De donde son los cantantes"
    Only in shorts with my sunglasses
    My chevy and the burning sun
    Today is a special day
    Coz today I'm on my way to the Orient

    [Rapverse2 (Waqas)]

    A million degrees u can barely move
    Plus la salsa making it hotter
    In this Cohiva groove
    Life is what u make it
    It's that simple & plain
    Sometimes u get sunshine
    But 4 now we got no rain

    [Chorus]

    [Rapverse3 (Waqas)]

    Move it to the left
    Back up a bit
    Ok hold it there
    We gonna watch the game
    Even though the signal ain't clear
    Where I'm from they call it cricket
    Around here it's pelota
    That's 2 great games
    Coming from two proud cultures
    You've seen them play their part on the streets from the start
    Some of the greatest came from here you know they got heart
    Role models from the block deep down in the ditch
    Then they switch hit a 6
    A ball left man off the pitch

    [Bridge]

    Ouwee!
    Lights out, ain't got no electricity for the rest of the night
    We don't care, lighters up
    Bounce to this beat, 'til the sun gon' come up
    Mo hot sauce, mo sipping, mo palmas, mo baile
    Mo sunshine

    [Outro:]

    Esto va para Alamar y para el resto de mi Cuba

    [Translation:]

    This goes out to Alamar and to the rest of Cuba

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