rec&mix: Arturo Iturralde
extrs: Bernardita / Eldi Abloh

GREAT (Therapy)

PROD: Pablo Jimenez
rec: Andrés Zevallos / mix: Juan José Adell

<woke from the grave
straight to the bar
met a new bitch on my way home she think she a star
keep dreaming

cheap ass hotel 
cheap ass guitar
bed bugs on my bed

ill just write up some bars
or head to the bar again

now damn my mental health
and damn my mental state
they worry bout all the shit i said in the past

its all gone all this nonsense wont last
if others could make it then god dammit my shit will surpass everything

laugh
ill just laugh it off
and ill live it well

laugh
i stopped being miserable
now im swell

laugh
like my enemies
before they met me

i filled out your expiration date
before you congratulate me

i mean

ill take the credit for this whole season (whole season)
ill bring intelligent rap back, call it farra seasoned

my salsa included call it private sauce
improve the scene and take out all the hipsters from the clubs

no guns or murderers just dictionaries
ill send the stupid rappers back to their elementary 

school of hard knocks
school with no clocks
school of the rock
ill give this kids that are bigger than me
a slap with my cock 

and you know it 
_

young dick making flicks 
get the heat up
scored a couple hippiechicks with boyfriends 
got a beat up

scored an a+ test but im like fuck the school 
not only clever and smart, but also real cool

never leaving but learning and with a greater cause
ill live it up to my dreams, maybe get an applause.. shit

or maybe ill bore you before
like that one girl i dated in the past, the girl i adored

but she quit
boo hoo
its all imaginary complications
she didn't understand myself neither my explanation

and i got used to that shit, its all misunderstood
but now she sees me rapping with no clique or a hood

so i won
and we won

and we all win when im spitting
im dropping art like im leonardo
start with the reading

its lecture time in my mind
and you are my apprentice
inception time with the rhyme
and you are now defenseless
 
p<

Graves

Letras/Lyrics: André Farra
Tracks: Xavier Gomez
Prod: Xavier Gomez & André Farra
Mezcla/Mix: Xavier Gomez
Grabación/Rec: Xavier Gomez & André Farra 
Artwork: André Farra
Fotos/Pics: Xavier Gomez
www.lateeveryday.tumblr.com

Late

My Club

Quitter

Talkin 'Bout It

Young And Sick

sick boy but the glow so minimal
hit a couple tracks made the hustle physical

lay low like my eyes so cynical
mind on a pedestal
wild on indica

and ill die young
young and happy sailor
in a deep black sea with a thousand shrooms
and my bad behavior

I gotta test all limits
I gotta break em all
I grab a couple medals get some metals
pokeballs

im balling. trust me boy im balling
flexing muscles dirty dancing catch me boy, know im flawless
party crashing, pizza smashing, girl on girl its instant crassic
crash the feeling, crash a punk rock show and start all the moshing

did i forget the rioting?
little kid you don't know
the people believe the truth
told by idiots on tv shows

ill show em a better show
then maybe i can change the future 
then maybe people will search for more books than the kamasutra

this ignorance suit might suit ya
but suit me not not my type
im more a flashy style and 
some glitches fuck all the hype

and bittersweet babe goodbye
well meet at a different time
when you stop being an idiot
and i stop with all the crimes
i never fuck up the rhyme
my verses get all the shine
she said that she liked my rapping
well maybe i like your mind


> Lyr: Andre Farra
> Prod/Mix: Pablo Jimenez
> ArtworkPic: Paula Ceballos


Fvck all the Hype (prod. by Pablo Jimenez)

full project: http://goodbreakfast.tumblr.com/
lyrics:

hows life homie?
its going cray cray 
not rich i still
get a couple of pay days
get some hugs on the first date
blow some o’s on my birthday
get some hoes as a gift 
and tequila shots from my fake friends

I’ve been drifting on and off
a couple blunts in my jacket ill celebrate till dawn
you know my last name is party don’t put the music down
see what u got from that girl now she got a nasty frown 

im on my Efron shit
im going ape and shit
if they don’t see me too bad
they might have missed my bliss

im going harder than bruce willis
im dying with this
and going raw as my dick when 
she said she don’t drink piss 

boo you whore
-
raw as my fist raw as my word and all comes out my mouth
im superficial but i got a point for crying out 
loud
can you please hear this soul, 
i got my life back where i wanted 
i regained control

i wanna be the perfect teacher for your fucked up life
and preach in order to be happy go say fuck a wife
go make the most out of your every day, you’re still alive
please try to love yourself in anyway, before you die

the way you feel is yours its no one else
so when you feel like shit you go and make your own analysis

cause shrinks and pills will take you nowhere
its hard to breath with no air
release the choke and get a grip
stop saying you’re bipolar

the words you say and way you think affect your state and mind
so won’t you peace yourself, inside your heart and start to smile
it never used to be like this, but boy you’ll get it right
the worlds the filthiest bitch you better fuck it from behind


the way is the same and the music always in portrait
we say we got a new hobby a hobby they’ll never forfeit
from peeling all the bananas to learning to benihana
hey yo im fucking demanding to be listened by Obama

the message the same complaining
the people never creating
the lames will say that its fake the clever like me remaining

lets face it, its my statement
lets state this, product placement
my face is all over the place 
and its only me, no replacements

been a long time since i had a good fuck
clever with lines, but the worst with good luck 
pretty clean no crime
never will decline
now respect the grind 
of a kid trying to make some hip hop

dream of make it out to Hollywood
like a kiddo born down Inglewood
appreciate the money this ain’t the hood
and if anyone can bitch, i know i could

this ain’t gang related etcetera
nor the rap from latin america
just some issues making me hysterical
from the depth of hell to your stereo

make my lyrics while eating some cereal
alpha the bits cause this shit good material
it ain’t coincidence, its fucking serial
collect all my raps like they’re memorabilia.

Cereal (Prod. by Advlto)

full project: http://goodbreakfast.tumblr.com/
lyrics:

cool kid got his hands on guard
warrior from the far shanghai 
old soul with a secret well kept but i guess its adolescence 
sensei he sees beyond the MTV and bullshit he’s been fed you see
he grew inside the internet then bought some trends and learned to tease

yeah

mr workaholic, making plans for the ones who know me
mistress misses the old me... my dark soul, mr right and lonely but

i was feeling sad
fuck the feels yeah i got a path
breaking patterns, cero problems,
im storming in, im Peyton Manning
imma fuck shit up
does it really matter
if i had a dad?
cause i had a half
and my momma trying to provide while crying
imma make it up if i don’t win im dying
im real
alive and real as a semitone and im trill
and if i talk drop the fucking phone cause im ill
licensed to kill
too many concerns on my future 
know thinking this shit will consume ya
predominant thoughts while i sleep, hallelujah

im saying goodbye
but just for a song
its just the beginning

im saying goodbye
im moving along
its just the beginning

Gogo (Prod. by Advlto)

full project: http://goodbreakfast.tumblr.com/
lyrics:

players never sleep they just work in the overtime
get your chance to speak, school them all with the over shine
get them throwing up
writing up a hundred bars
lessons after lessons 
then reward them with the cookie jar

no man can stop me
i am god and his hand and his army
im the thought in your bed 
the decision instead and 
you often speak behind me

see you gotta call me
and you can call me baby

late night work well you better ready
two and more projects trying to break the bar 
while my friends smoke drink on the runaway car

gotta cut it, chop it, slow it,
make it faster, keep it growing

met the Walter white of music, meth my bitch
my products blowing
get it?

i can give a fight
got you all on sight
yeah the musics mine
Pablo mastermind
when the timing’s right
we will rise as knights
rising high as kites
aaaaaaaight


give a fuck about your product or the shit that you’ve been making 
sounding ghetto on every track then you say you innovating
this the shit that we been doing, clean teens we keep pursuing
got my money in my dream, and my acid keeps me fluent 

we’ve been hiding
see but not for long
and when you realize that´s already late
realize the force with this one was strong.

i can deviate from another subject
i can demonstrate one and other topic
i can innovate to another state
i can relocate all the words with logic
profit

maybe one day, when you realize you’re gonna need someone
and you realize the savior was dead and you got me instead
should’ve listened to the stoner

players never sleep they just work in the overtime
get your chance to speak, school them all with the over shine
get them throwing up
writing up a hundred bars
lessons after lessons 
then reward them with the cookie jar

Cookie Jar (Prod. by Advlto)

full project: http://goodbreakfast.tumblr.com/
lyrics:

go time in 96, 69’s a classic
im bumping new tunes, while she stretching 
gymnastic
the world’s fantastic
cause my girl is nineteen
she still keeping her spleen
she still keep herself clean.

shouting Hallelujah 
bless the gods it’s all good
she got it clear 

mhmm

she understood
no complications
no correlations
fuck a relation
my compensation is greater than your expectation


popping pilly after pilly 
cause she pop like pops
lives in the prime time
she calls it life a clock

thirty thousand different friends
they all texting between them
whisper shit behind their backs
man i’ll never understand

all this bullshit and all this trash talking
but now we dancing she moonwalking
its kinda funny cause she will survive
this and many others night
she’s fucking 19
and gets a better high

————
pretty face
cero heart
lets me in from the start
————

so im like bae lets leave
the night is almost over
we got a cab to catch and im almost going sober

she shush my ass and said be quiet for the rest of the trip
and i was drunk so stood in silence til we got to her crib  

pastel pink, wall to wall, shit was off the record
we talked for half an hour coolest girl with zero effort
she a fine piece of art, million dollar smile
pull a sharpie started making dots out of her freckles

long hair, fruity scent, she’s got a peach skin
dreams of seeing every country since a pre teen
makes me swear if i go famous i can show her scenes but 
i can’t really think when her right hands inside my jeans

oh god we misbehaving
how the hell we got to this cause we was conversating
we discussed how sexy was the red in her new painting
and now we making some Wes Anderson porn
until the doorknob turns
her dad was at the door.

and i ran.
i ran.
i ran.

she texted me up the other day, 
and said she had a party
got booze inside a bag 
and she was waiting at my lobby

thats the beginning of another story
fuck it lets go.


1996 (Prod. by Advlto)

full project: http://goodbreakfast.tumblr.com/
lyrics:

90 school flow
got the beat and the tact
we call it heart attack
make em cringe and then pass
its called a rap attack
Pablo gotem fucked up
cause now im throwing jabs
its time for actual facts.

woke to a pancake tower, mix it with some shit 
the kitchen tv filled with lies that no one wants to get
the dirty hands of mainstream media messing with the heads
of every stupid viewer simply breathing til its death, 

————
pathetic.
————

we’ve been lied to the face and letdown by the force
they confuse us with the latest star getting divorced
while the president keeps killing people making threats
thinking we believe him, mr. Belt think some more instead. 

fuck a nice breakfast, this a rampage, i am the anti statement
reveal the truth in other language see if someone can get it

i know that im raising my voice i can see myself being unfortunate
but chaos makes me happy and i think i can make this far more turbulent, bitches


they make you think that it will all be for the best cause its free
h e e e e e y h o o o o o o 
they’ll look at you like your the enemy of the tale cause you flee
h e e e e e y h o o o o o o
forget the stop sign bitch im stepping on your line
h e e e e e y h o o o o o o
and its too late now, theres no pause and no rewind

them trying to keep it all in place
don’t seem to know what’s up
won’t open minds cause they afraid
of whats been going on

they eating lies while eating breakfast
they close they eyes and call me reckless
my finger points at you directly
and i don’t mind being called neglected

them trying to keep it all in place
don’t seem to know whats up
won’t open minds cause they afraid
of what’s been going on 

the truth is slipping through his fingers 
i though we were a team
don’t wanna stay, don’t wanna linger
yours truly, clean teen

Pancakes (Prod. by Advlto)

Perdón Macho Muchacho por leakear esto, los quiero mucho.

Macho Muchacho - FARRAVISIÓN (Demo Versión Festivalito)

PUT IN ON MY CHECK LEMME KNOW WASSUP
BABY LET ME KNOW WASSUP
SPENDING LIKE IM RICH I DONT GIVE A FUCK
SO YOU KNOW IT NOW WE UP

ROLLING YOUR OPINIONS, 
NEVER GOT A CRISIS
SMOKING ALL MY PROBLEMS
GREEN NUGGETS FOR LIFE

IVE BEEN LIVING ON THE MOMENT
LIVING EVERY DAY 
CAREFUL WITH YOUR LOOKS I GOT MY BABY ON THE WAY

I GOT NO CASH FOR DESIGNER 
DOLCE AND GABBANA 
GUCCI AND THE GOYARD LOS FINES DE SEMANA
GOT NO CASH FOR DESIGNER 
MONEY ON THE WAY
STILL WE BUYING SHIT AND YOU AINT GOT NOTHING TO SAY

DONT BE JEALOUS BUDDY MILES AWAY I FEEL YA LOOKS
SEE YA HATING ON THE KID CAUSE HE GOOT THE LOOKS
SEE HIM STEALING EVERY GIRL CAUSE HS GOT THE BOOKS
RIDING WITH THE PERFECT GIRL ROLLING WITH THE CREW

MOVING LIKE A PRETTY WORM KNOW I GOT THE MOVES
AND I MADE YA LOOK, AND I MADE HER LOOK
AND I MADE YA LOOK, AND I MADE HER LOOK
SO ITS UNDERSTOOD, KNOW WE SUPER GOOD

SEE ME PUT IN ON MY CHECK LEMME KNOW WASSUP
BABY LET ME KNOW WASSUP
SPENDING LIKE IM RICH I DONT GIVE A FUCK
SO YOU KNOW IT NOW WE UP

PUT IN ON MY CHECK LEMME KNOW WASSUP
BABY LET ME KNOW WASSUP
SPENDING LIKE IM RICH I DONT GIVE A FUCK
SO YOU KNOW IT, ROLL IT UP

HOP ON DA WIP
HOP ON A TRIP
SIPPING A SIP
LETTING IT SLIP

NOBODY SKIPS
NOBODY BLEEDS
PARTY ON THE BLOCK
NOBODY SLEEPS

KNOW WE LEGIT
KNOW WE DONT QUIT
FUCK ALL THE BEEP
BABY WE KINGS

WEED IN THE CRIB
BLOWING A BAG
BAR AFTER BAR
DIS HOW WE LIVE

- LYRICS: ANDRÉ FARRA
- PROD / MIX / MAST: GUSTAVO BLACIO
- RECORDED @FEDISCOS

Put It On My Check (Wassup?) (Prod. by Blacio)

PROD/MIX/MASTER: GUSTAVO BLACIO
CO-PROD SEASONS/OUTRO: XEGA
LYR: ANDRÉ FARRA

RECORDED @ ATIKO MUSIC STUDIOS
GUAYAQUIL - ECUADOR
ERA RECORDS 2018

ROLLERCOASTER FEAT. DOÑA PEPA

SEASONS

SKIT 1 (THE CALL)

FOOL

BORED

FLEX

Irresponsible

Letras de André Farra
Blacio Beats
Beat, Producción, Mix, Master, y todo: Gustavo Blacio

Girasoles (Prod. Blacio Beats)

CUARENTENA

MI VISIÓN 2020 MI PASIÓN 420.
ESCUCHA 𝕮𝕺𝕸𝕺 𝖄𝕺 EN: 
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💌LYRICS: https://genius.com/Andre-farra-como-yo-lyrics

PROD/MIX/MASTER: @Gustavo Blacio  
VOCALS: ANDRÉ FARRA

ΣRΔ RECORDS 2020.

PROD/MIX/MASTER: @Gustavo Blacio  
VOCALS: ANDRÉ FARRA

ΣRΔ RECORDS 2020.

COMO YO (PROD. BY BLACIO)

LETRA Y VOZ: ANDRÉ FARRA
PRODUCCIÓN, MEZCLA Y MASTER: GUSTAVO BLACIO

ERA RECORDS 2020

LETRAS:
Vuelo como Spiderman
Brillo con glitter, alright
Soy mi propio superhéroe
Salvando al mundo all night

Del futuro pa ustedes
Esto es 2039
Y mi hover es rosada
Soy como Marty Mcfly

Mira mami soy un niño de verdad
Mira mami soy un niño de verdad
Mira mami soy un niño de verdad
Mira mami quiero ver la gran ciudad

Me pierdo en palabras escritas en verso (Quédate un rato mejor)
Con ellas construyo mi propio universo (Uno en que no haya dolor)
Ataque - defensa protejo mi mente (Lo más importante eh)
Por siempre repudio a genio demente
Y mando a la mierda a los falsos influencers
Falsos profetas
Tantos crucetas
Robando mis sueños
Me voy del planeta
En cámara lenta
Soy solo un destello
Que viste una noche
Soñando despierto
Después de un cometa
Leyendo historietas
Y te diste cuenta

No estás alcanzando alturas nah
Sentiste que tu vida es turra ahhh
Estaba peleando con unas canciones
Así que ya vengo me voy a volar

Mi viejo enemigo inseguridad
Lo veo y te juro que va a pagar
Perdí tantos años
Soñando despierto
Ahora los quiero recuperar
De verdad, de verdad

Mira mami soy un niño de verdad
Mira mami soy un niño de verdad
Mira mami soy un niño de verdad
Mira mami quiero ver la gran ciudad

Spiderman, Spiderman, Spiderman
Yo no quería y me toca ser
Ahora patrullo por la ciudad
Y aunque me odien me toca andar

Otra vez que se picaron men
Porque no tengo como perder
Sigo sonando internacional
Me cago en su talento nacional

La cuerda floja y ya dejé de ver
Si estoy cayendo o me dejo caer
Peleando 24/7 con demonios mal
Para salvarme y a la humanidad

Inspiración para el cerebro, André
Motivación para el wacho, men
Y a la verga con los machos men
Igualidad igualitaria yes
Es porque todos somos héroes, ehhh
Salud mental siempre presente 
Y con eso

Vuelo como Spiderman
Brillo con glitter, alright
Soy mi propio superhéroe
Salvando al mundo all night

Del futuro pa ustedes
Esto es 2039
Y mi hover es rosada
Soy como Marty Mcfly

Y nadie como yo
No hay nadie como yo
Y nadie como yo

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