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