
Straight outta Spain
English, Andaluz andalusian rap soul trap flamenco

Straight outta Spain
English, Andaluz andalusian rap soul trap flamenco
Lyrics
🎵 Straight Outta Spain 🎵
Intro – spoken with echo, dramatic
This ain’t no fairytale, no story they fake on TV…
It’s the voice of the people bleedin’, screamin’, breakin’ in agony.
We ain’t silent no more…
Straight outta Spain.
Verse 1
In the hoods, no peace, no night’s relief,
old folks prayin’, walkin’ scared on the street.
Rapists released, the law bendin’ like clay,
cops catch ’em, judges free ’em, it’s the same damn day.
“Menas” dropped in the block, no one ask the crowd,
we protest, they shut us, call us racist loud.
Politicians rollin’ safe with driver and guard,
while abuelas cry at night when the doors fall apart.
They build chiringuitos with the cash they steal,
livin’ rich off our pain, that’s the dirty deal.
They call it “solidary”, but they hide in glass,
they don’t live the nightmare they be sellin’ fast.
Chorus – flamenco soul, shouted
🔥 Straight outta Spain, scream with my vein,
the people suffer while they toast with champagne.
🔥 Straight outta Spain, truth in the chain,
my verse cuttin’ deep like a knife in the rain.
Verse 2
Bread and milk sky high, prices outta reach,
pensioners countin’ coins just to buy some peach.
Politicians flex suits, flights, hotels,
we drown in taxes, while they pop their shells.
Dana hit Valencia, floods tore the land,
where was the gov? On vacation, suntan.
Wildfires burnin’, mountains turned to ash,
leaders disappearin’, countin’ up their cash.
No justice for the worker, no mercy for sweat,
we pay a thousand bills for the holes they left.
They jail the poor man, protect the crook,
TV feedin’ circus so we never look.
Chorus – trap soul melodic
🎶 Straight outta Spain,
hear the voice through the pain,
you can’t hide the truth with the money or campaign.
🎶 Straight outta Spain,
heart breakin’ the chain,
even when we fall, hope still remain.
Verse 3
The streets breathe anger, frustration rise,
old souls humiliated, young got no prize.
Future mortgaged, poverty in disguise,
while they buy mansions with our sacrifice.
They call us racist when we ask protection,
but it’s just survival, pure self-reflection.
Ain’t hate, it’s justice, a need for direction,
not let our dreams die from gov’s infection.
Flags torn apart, brothers fightin’ blind,
while the ones on the throne laughin’ behind.
They mock our pain, leave us confined,
the people stabbed silent, truth redefined.
Bridge – flamenco wail
Ay España mía, homeland bleedin’,
those who rule you only keep deceivin’.
Ay España mía, soul still breathin’,
people’s fire never stop repeatin’.
Final Chorus – epic combative
🔥 Straight outta Spain,
rage in the vein,
the voice of the streets echo loud in the plain.
🔥 Straight outta Spain,
you can’t break the chain,
step on us daily, we rise again.
Outro – whispered with echo
Tell the ones on top…
they can’t bury the fire burnin’ in our throats.
This for my people, my tierra, my sangre, my karma…
Straight outta Spain.
