Guantanamo Lyrics - Bread & Barrels Of Water - Outlandish

[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